Chapter 146

"Trash, trash..."

Nami's voice was like a demon's whisper, constantly circling his ears.

But as a member of CP9, Bruno, who was used to being proud and arrogant, was powerless to refute.

Only a few minutes!

Kak and Kalifa fell into a coma and shock, losing their combat ability.

As for these two girls, they were completely unharmed.

Now, relying solely on myself...

I can't win, it's absolutely impossible to win!

I must escape!

Bruno endured the severe pain in his chest, struggled to sit up, and activated "Shave".

Swish!

In a flash, he appeared before Kak and Kalifa on the ground, stretching out his arms to grab them.

However, at that very moment.

A flash of a figure appeared before him, and the blue-haired girl somehow appeared smiling in front of him.

It's Shave!

Bruno's face grew even uglier; this girl actually mastered the Six Powers?!!!

"Hey."

Nojiko was right in front of him, grinning, "At a time like this, you still want to rescue your comrades—are you... too daydreaming?"

Boom!

Another punch came flying!

In an instant, Bruno was blasted backward, flying through the air and slamming heavily against the wall; the injury from this punch was worse, he collapsed on the ground, the world spinning before his eyes, nearly losing consciousness directly.

There's absolutely no chance to save them.

If I take another punch, I'll be done for here.

Bruno gritted his teeth in resentment.

Sorry, Kak! Kalifa!

Bruno tremblingly stretched out his right hand, pressed it to the ground, and activated the Door-Door Fruit's ability.

Air Door!

Hum!

The ground suddenly pushed open a square door, revealing a green, gloomy otherworldly space inside; Bruno's body, under gravity, instantly fell into it, and in the next moment vanished without a trace.

And the door was immediately shut the next moment, the ground returning to its original state.

"Huh?!" Nami, sitting cross-legged on the wall, suddenly widened her eyes, "Where did he go?"

"He's gone."

Nojiko ran to where Bruno disappeared, looked left and right, and couldn't help but frown, "No trace at all—how did he do this? Devil Fruit ability?"

"It's the Paramecia Door-Door Fruit."

Robin frowned slightly, "Those who eat this fruit can open doors anywhere in air, walls, ground, etc., creating otherworldly passages for free entry and exit, impossible to guard against... it's a very troublesome ability."

"What the heck, there's even such a shameless fruit?"

Nami jumped down from the wall, kicked Kak's long nose in annoyance, "Honestly, I still wanted to let him taste my fruit ability too, but he turned out to be so cowardly..."

"It doesn't matter, having these two is enough."

Nojiko looked at the ground, "Let's take them away, find Sister Guyina to meet up. Although these CP9 agents aren't strong, they're operating in the dark while we're in the open, so we still need to be careful—let's regroup first. After these two wake up, let's see if we can pry information from them about whether this island still has any of their comrades."

"Hey!"

The window upstairs suddenly opened, a plump middle-aged woman stuck her head out, dissatisfied, shouting, "What's going on? Do you have any public morality? You're making a racket!"

She suddenly saw the cracked wall below, stunned: "My wall..."

"Sorry, ma'am."

Nami immediately pulled out a small stack of bills from her wallet and threw them up, "This is 200,000 Berli—more than enough to fix this wall; the rest can be considered our apology."

The woman took the bills, stunned for a second, then her anger vanished instantly, smiling as she counted the money: "Oh, young people these days are really sensible!"

"Keep going, keep going, play however you want, even if you tear down the whole wall, it's fine."

Watching the woman close the window and disappear.

Robin looked at Nami, shaking her head helplessly: "You gave too much."

Even if prices in Water 7 are a bit higher, fixing this wall would at most need only sixty or seventy thousand Berli.

"That little bit of money doesn't matter!"

Nami laughed, waving her hand carelessly, "Indeed, we caused trouble for others, didn't we? Giving more is just giving more—anyway, once we sell those treasures, we'll make hundreds of millions more Berli."

Big brother's money is her money.

As for money, you can have as much as you want—just a few hundred thousand Berli, who would even care?

At the same time.

Several hundred meters away, in a dark alley.

Thud!

Bruno tumbled disgracefully from midair, crashing heavily to the ground, a piercing pain shooting through his body, making him involuntarily groan.

"Damn it..."

Bruno gritted his teeth, pressed his wound, sweat beading on his forehead, scanned his surroundings to confirm no one noticed him, then began quickly analyzing his situation.

He didn't dare return to his own tavern.

Although he had been wearing a mask just now, his voice and build had likely already given away his identity.

So, he could only go to that place.

"I must notify Lucci as soon as possible!"

Bruno stumbled to his feet, clutching his chest, limping toward the depths of the alley.

"Nico Robin……and her companions……just who are these people?!"

……

Galley-La Company.

Inside Dock One, opposite the main gate, in a certain small hut that hadn't been cleaned in a long time and was covered in dust.

This was the secret meeting base pre-purchased by the CP9 agents lurking in Water 7 when they first arrived.

But later, after Bruno began running the tavern, the meeting place naturally shifted to the tavern, and this hut gradually fell into disuse.

At this moment.

Bruno, wearing a mask and sitting anxiously behind the table, finally waited for that man.

——Lucci pushed the door open, with that white pigeon that had accompanied him for nearly twenty years perched on his shoulder.

He seemed no different from usual, still wearing that shipworker uniform, but now his gaze was indifferent, his whole body emanating a dangerous aura.

"Hey, Bruno."

Lucci didn't speak, but the white pigeon on his shoulder crossed its wings and cried out, "You look like you're in terrible shape."

Bruno gave a bitter laugh, removed his mask, revealing his pale, pained face: "Sorry, Lucci……the mission failed."

"What about Kaku and Kalifa?" The pigeon's gaze swept over his chest and abdomen wounds, its brow slightly furrowed.

"They were both captured."

Bruno gritted his teeth: "Those two girls……were incredibly strong, far stronger than we expected; I only managed to escape by relying on my Devil Fruit ability."

Lucci fell silent for a moment, walked to the window, and looked down at the bustling dockyard.

The pigeon then pinched its chin with its wing, frowning at Bruno:

"Tell me in detail."

Bruno nodded, took a deep breath, and recounted everything in full.

From Robin's abnormal reaction, to Nojiko shattering his iron mass with a single punch, to the strange wounds on Kaku and Kalifa's bodies……

"Logia-type Devil Fruit user?!"

Lucci finally stopped using ventriloquism, turned around, a flicker of surprise in his eyes: "Or did two appear at once?"

"They call themselves that, and only that can explain why, even with Kaku and Kalifa's martial arts, they couldn't inflict the slightest injury."

Bruno gave a bitter laugh: "Moreover, they're very familiar with Rokushiki, even more proficient than us……"

Lucci's fingers lightly tapped the windowsill, lost in thought.

"Nico Robin……" he murmured softly, "When exactly did she gain such companions?"

"Lucci."

Bruno hesitated for a moment, then spoke: "What should we do next? I think……we may have provoked someone we shouldn't have."

"Oh?"

Lucci glanced at him: "You're afraid?"

"Not afraid of them!"

Bruno shook his head: "But if ordinary crew members possess such strength, what kind of person would the captain be? Thinking deeply about it, it's unsettling—behind them, there might very well stand an existence we cannot contend with."

"Is that so? Interesting……on this point, you're indeed correct."

Lucci remained expressionless, pulled a large stack of wanted posters from his pocket, and casually tossed them over.

"These are all the wanted posters collected this year; the ones at the bottom seem to match exactly what you described—take a look yourself."

Bruno was startled, then hurriedly began flipping through them.

Soon, he found the two girls who had left a deep impression on him.

"Nojiko of the Winter Fist, bounty 1,300,000,000 Belly."

"Nami with orange hair, bounty 80,000 Belly"

"They really aren't ordinary people, huh……"

Bruno's expression turned solemn: "1,300,000,000 Belly—this bounty already reaches the level of a Supernova captain; the other bounty is also a full 80,000……wait, 80,000 Belly??"

He stared wide-eyed, examined it carefully, and indeed hadn't miscounted—it was exactly four zeros.

Someone who could easily defeat Kalifa has a bounty of only 80,000?

Bruno instantly showed an expression of astonishment.

"This pirate crew also has a pet, said to be a Burn-Burn Fruit user, with a bounty of 100,000,000 Belly."

Lucci slightly shook his head: "Looking now, it's completely the Navy's idle fools messing up the intel, causing a mix-up."

How absurd?

Before Bruno could recover, he heard Lucci calmly speak again:

"Compared to these, you should look at this group's captain—just who is he……"

He extended two fingers, pulled out a poster from the wanted posters behind, and placed it on top.

Bruno instinctively lowered his gaze, his pupils suddenly contracting——

"Swordsman Summer Siano, bounty 10,000,000,000 Belly……"

It's him!

Bruno's throat tightened, his voice turned hoarse as he stared fixedly at the black-haired youth's photo on the wanted poster, cold sweat beading on his forehead:

"Nico Robin's new captain, is it actually this man?!"

"Now you understand why that devil's son is so fearless, right?"

Lucci's gaze was deep and distant, "With such an extraordinary powerful figure backing him, not to mention us CP9, even that mysterious and powerful organization known as CP0 would not dare to easily provoke him..."

"What should we do then?"

Bruno looked somewhat flustered, "Trying to snatch Nico Robin from such a monster's hands is basically impossible, but Kakku and Kalifa are still in their hands, we can't just abandon them..."

"Whether those two live or die is irrelevant."

Lucci's face was cold, yet the corner of his mouth curled into a ferocious arc, "Compared to that, Bruno, don't you think..."

"Is a billion-beli pirate worth killing!"

The chilling killing intent spread, making the temperature in the entire secret room seem to drop.

"Ah?"

Bruno opened his mouth wide, stared blankly upward, completely unprepared for Lucci to say that.

"We two... go, go kill that Siano?"

"Not bad."

Lucci's gaze was sharp as a blade's edge, he slowly stood up, the white dove on his shoulder also put on sunglasses, adopting an imposing demeanor.

"Don't forget, CP9's mission has never been merely capturing Nico Robin, or seeking that blueprint."

His voice was low, carrying an undeniable oppressive pressure, "Any existence threatening the World Government, anyone daring to provoke justice, are our targets."

That's exactly what was said.

But, is this goal perhaps too lofty...

Bruno swallowed his saliva: "Lucci, that's a monster with a billion-beli bounty! Even the Seven Warlords can't do anything to him, how could we possibly—"

"Idiot."

Lucci coldly interrupted him, a flicker of contempt flashing in his eyes.

"Are we the same as those pirates who only rely on brute force?"

He raised his hand, fingertips lightly tapping his skull, "Don't forget, we are CP9's secret agents, we have never relied solely on direct confrontation."

Bruno blinked: "You mean..."

"As long as you find the weakness, even the strongest prey will fall before the hunter's gun."

Lucci's gaze was icy, "This man named Siano is a world-shaking swordsman; for every swordsman, the sword is as important as life itself, but... what if he loses his sword?"

Bruno's gaze unconsciously moved to the wanted poster.

"See, that sword that never leaves his side."

Lucci stared into Bruno's eyes, speaking each word distinctly:

"Remember, your target is it."

"After finding that man, if he is alone, I will go up first to draw his attention, then you will use the Door-Door Fruit's ability to appear unexpectedly behind him, snatch this sword, and take it straight through the door to the other side."

"Then, it will be my turn to unleash my full power."

Lucci also glanced at the wanted poster, at the boy who looked not particularly strong, he slightly twisted his neck, instantly producing a crisp sound like popping beans:

"A swordsman without a sword is like a tiger with its teeth pulled out; even with all his skills, he cannot unleash them."

"And I will use my peak physical prowess to make this guy feel, in a pure physical confrontation, just how vast the gap between him and me truly is!"

Bruno still hesitated.

What Lucci said was correct, a swordsman losing his sword will inevitably see his strength greatly diminished.

But... that's a monster with a billion-beli bounty!

"But... what if we fail?" Bruno couldn't help but ask, "Just relying on us two is still a bit strained, why not ask Spandam for support..."

"There is no 'what if'."

Upon hearing that name, Lucci showed a look of disgust, he coldly interrupted, "You think I'm who, as useless as you guys?"

The billion-beli bounty is indeed substantial.

But he is certainly not a pushover.

He is Rob Lucci!

He is the most ruthless killing weapon in CP9's history, the strongest in the 800 years of Judicial Island!!!

If we could eliminate this major threat to the World Government...

My prestige on Judicial Island would undoubtedly rise to a new level.

Even possibly be recalled, no longer responsible for the boring task of finding Pluton.

Instead, be directly promoted, becoming a member of that mysterious and powerful CP0 as rumored!

With this thought, Lucci's gaze became even more firm and resolute.

Since the plan has already been formulated, with his temperament, he will not turn back!

For the sake of guarding justice.

Even if there are some risks, they can be completely disregarded!

(End of chapter)