'What 's the problem? '

Needless to say, when Foxy lunged ahead, a surprising amount of strength in his arms and a feral amount of fury in his brows ' Luffy and Gin were quick to leap in, stopping him from ripping Usopp 's head right off.

(But somehow ' Luffy knew that if they hadn 't stopped Foxy then ' the one in danger wouldn 't have been Usopp.)

'You had blades, weapons ' hey, ' Usopp says, 'the rule was there, too. You were perfectly alright with killing us, weren 't you? Why are you complaining when it 's suddenly turned against you? '

And that was true ' but at the same time, it really wasn 't.

Foxy 's eyes burned, and though he stopped resisting, knowing he couldn 't fight both Luffy and Gin ' and whoever else was ready to strike ' if he laid a hand on Usopp right now.

'It 's on, Strawhat, ' he snarls, turning his anger toward Luffy. 'It 's fucking

on

now. '

And no one could blame him for the pure

spite