The strongest underworld force in the West Sea has never seen such an arrogant old man. Those who have heard of Capone Becky's reputation dare not provoke this underworld godfather.

This was true for the allied kings, princes and nobles of the West Sea, and for the navy stationed in the West Sea. No one dared to disobey such an all-powerful underworld boss.

His subordinates are everywhere in the underground forces of the West Sea. If he offends Capone Becky one day, he will be shot to death by a cold gun in the dark if he is not careful when going out.

Capone Becky likes to physically destroy his competitors. What's the point of negotiating? Just kill the negotiating partner and swallow up his remaining remnants, which will eventually lead to him being lawless in the West Sea.

Perhaps the plate of the West Sea is too small to accommodate the giant Buddha like Capone Bege, or perhaps being a pirate and attacking the throne is more attractive and challenging for him.

Within a year of forming the Flame Tank Pirates, they had fought their way from the West Sea to the middle of the Grand Air, met many wonderful people, and encountered people they could not defeat.

Capone Becky was not afraid of this, but instead made him particularly excited. Only by killing people who are stronger than himself can the gangster boss gain a lasting sense of accomplishment.

Even the navy does not know the exact number of gangsters who follow the Godfather. As the user of the City-Building Fruit, it is impossible for outsiders to estimate how many people Capone Bege can hide in his body.

He followed the Godfather into the Grand Line, and although some of his brothers died on the way, he felt sorry for their departure.

Those who survived the test of time shared wealth and women with Capone Becky, and their methods of doing things were even worse than those in the West Sea. The underworld principle of leaving a way out for others was only applicable in their hometown.

When you come to a strange place, since there are no acquaintances nearby, you don't have to worry about relatives gossiping about you or talking behind your back. You should kill or rob outsiders.

Young people with some skills will be invited to join the Fire Tank Pirates. If someone doesn't want to go along with the underworld, all you can do is say sorry to him and shoot this righteous man with a bullet.

"Stop talking nonsense and fire!"

Capone Becky's younger brother, who was trained at a great price, would of course risk his life for his boss. More than a dozen guns were pointed at the purple-haired old man in the open and in secret, and the next moment the brothers pulled the trigger at the same time.

Bullets were fired at this navy he had never met before, as if they were free. He emptied a magazine, replaced it with a spare one, and continued shooting at the target.

The two men standing on high positions of sentry finally realized something was wrong. Instead of penetrating the marine's body, the bullets seemed to hit hard metal one after another.

When bullets hit humans, they actually make metallic knocking sounds. The navy's body is much harder than steel.

The bullet hit Zefa's body and was dented by the hard black armor, causing no harm to the navy. It only made holes in his cloak that symbolized justice, leaving a lingering smell of gunpowder.

The gunpowder smoke caused by the shooting bullets dissipated, and a humanoid monster appeared in front of everyone. It was covered in black biological armor, with a hideous face and a mouth with specialized large teeth exposed, as if it came from a hell licker.

Its eyes were flashing red, without any human emotions, only the most primitive desire to hunt. Zefa was very hungry now, and he needed a lot of fresh flesh and blood to fill the emptiness of his stomach.

"You have used up all your bullets. Now it's my turn to eat you."

Everyone looked at the monster in horror. Those who were farther away changed magazines, while those who were closest drew out melee weapons and prepared to fight the monster.

The monster suddenly roared, the sound waves hurting everyone's eardrums and solemnly announcing the arrival of the Night Devil.

The two humans closest to the target were frightened by the sound and were unable to react. The Night Demon moved at an incredibly strange speed and arrived in front of its prey in the blink of an eye.

The sharp claws specialized for the ghoul's flesh and blood easily tore open the human's suit, and one hand drilled into the human's chest cavity and directly pulled out the prey's heart.

The entire murder process took less than half a minute. I witnessed with my own eyes that my heart was swallowed whole by the Night Demon.

The prey lost its heart and fell to the ground, losing support. Red liquid began to flow out from the hole in its chest.

Such a cruel scene caused everyone present to lose consciousness. It was the first time they saw the Night Devil eat people.

He once cancelled the exaggeration of the harm of the Night Demon by the natives, but now the boomerang has returned and stabbed himself. When he saw his good brother's heart being eaten alive, the elder brother broke down emotionally: "Die monster! Pay for my brother's life."

The Night Demon was a little annoyed by the noisy food, and its claws stroked the human's head at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.

The second victim's brain suddenly exploded, and he became a headless corpse in front of his colleagues. Of course, the heart, which was the Night Demon's favorite food, was also taken out of his chest by his claws.

Zefa has gained experience in eating people recently. He knows which parts are best when they are warm, and some parts are best when they are cold. The heart and brain should be eaten while they are hot. The hot taste is smooth and fresh in the mouth and very refreshing.

After becoming an S-rank ghoul, Zephyr gradually unlocked many hidden abilities, such as eating human brains with fire and occasionally obtaining a memory of the victim.

To sum up, eating brains makes ghouls smarter, but Zephyr has been picky lately. He disdains to eat the brains of small people, but he is satisfied with the taste of eating the hearts of small people alive.

Zephyr had accidentally eaten a prostitute's brain before, and the memories he obtained were very dirty. They were all memories of the prostitute having physical connections with her clients. They were completely worthless and he couldn't learn anything from them. It was just a waste of the ghoul's brain capacity.

After eating two hearts in succession, Zefa regained some of his sanity. Before the two main dishes in the house came out, he first had some side dishes nearby to satisfy his hunger.

Then it rushed towards the crowd at an extremely fast speed, and accompanied by gunpowder bullets, launched a bloody massacre in the underworld residence.

Faced with the man-eating monster whose defenses could not be penetrated by guns, the gangsters' hearts were broken. They screamed in fear and called on their boss for support, while fleeing everywhere looking for cover to hide.

The blood-red wings behind the Night Demon flapped, and the monster was so fast that it easily caught up with everyone and tore them into pieces with its sharp claws and teeth.

By the time Capone Bege and Urouge came out to check the situation, the outside world had turned into an endless bloody hell.

Human corpses were piled on top of each other, and the hunter sat on top of the pile of prey, looking at the two main dishes he had walked out of the house.

The Night Demon stretched out its long tongue from its cracked crooked mouth and licked its claws which were filled with human blood, as if human blood was some kind of delicacy in the world.