By evening, the five had finalized all matters and prepared to gather all the gang's wealth to set sail.
At this moment, Killer thought of something:
"But even with money, what about the ship?"
"The Revolutionary Army guys control the entire island, all the ships are under lockdown."
Although Kid was a Devil Fruit user, he had only recently acquired his powers, and there were too many Revolutionary Army soldiers. If they couldn't break through, they'd be worn down and killed…
Kid's eyes narrowed, his tone chilling:
"Let's use those Revolutionary Army bastards for our send-off."
"It'll also serve as payback for their 'care' during this time..."
After the Revolutionary Army occupied the island, people's lives improved, but their gang life became considerably difficult.
One of the main reasons was their inability to defeat the Revolutionary Army, otherwise, they wouldn't be planning to set sail.
Killer looked at the only girl among them:
"Draken, you draw up the team's flag."
Draken nodded:
"Leave it to me!"
Then Kid looked at the others:
"Killer, you'll come with me tonight to scout the port's situation."
"Heat, Vaye, you two go collect as much treasure and weapons as possible now."
"We'll make our move at dawn..."
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Dawn, at the port.
The sky was just beginning to lighten, enough for travel.
The sea, after some rest, was exceptionally calm. The Revolutionary Army soldiers stationed at the port were at their most relaxed.
In a corner of the port's edge, they set their sights on a ship moored at the periphery.
Though they initially intended to kill everyone in the port, reconnaissance revealed too many enemies. They opted for a safer approach: steal one ship and escape.
Each of them carried a large backpack. They exchanged glances and nodded, placing the bags down and unfolding them to reveal a dense collection of blades.
The other four submerged and stealthily approached the ship. Kid, activating his powers, levitated all the blades, preparing for action.
Suddenly...
A hand clamped over his mouth from behind. Kid's pupils constricted, and he unleashed his full strength, trying to break free.
But the slender palm was like an iron vice. He could even hear the sound of his facial bones cracking. The immense force pinned him immovably.
The levitating blades turned, intending to strike the attacker. The person behind him then plunged something into Kid's body.
Kid instantly lost the ability to resist, a wave of weakness washing over him.
Clatter—
The sound of blades scattering on the ground startled the drowsy soldiers in the port:
"Who's there!!!"
Scanning their surroundings, they immediately spotted the figures armed and climbing onto the ship...
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
The others here were completely stunned.
The moment the sound echoed, they even suspected Kid was deliberately trying to get them killed so he could dominate the island...
"Run!!!"
The group immediately jumped into the sea, but it wasn't that easy. There were quite a few Revolutionary Army soldiers at the port.
Climbing onto a ship armed at dawn, what else could they be doing? The soldiers opened fire without hesitation.
Behind cover.
Hearing the gunshots, Kid's eyes widened, and he struggled frantically. Through a small gap in his mouth, he roared like a wild beast.
Carol chuckled lightly:
"It's just a few deaths, no need to get so agitated."
"Yesterday, when you were discussing how to massacre villages and towns, making a name for yourselves across the seas, you all seemed quite excited."
"Why can't you handle it now?"
"Really..."
Hearing Carol's words, Kid struggled even harder. Carol placed a hand on his neck:
"Don't rush, it'll be quick..."
Crack—
A crisp bone-cracking sound. His neck was twisted at an unnatural ninety-degree angle.
The speed was astonishing. So, before Kid's consciousness faded in death, he glimpsed Carol's uniform... Navy...
With extreme unwillingness, his consciousness plunged into darkness.
Carol withdrew the Devil Fruit Reclaimers inserted into Kid's body and stood up, looking at the chaotic port.
Two large patches of blood bloomed on the sea, with figures floating on the water at each spot.
They were the two minor gang leaders named Heat and Vaye:
"Two escaped, eh..."
Shwoosh—
His figure disappeared.
On the other side.
On the distant beach of the port, Revolutionary Army soldiers were already beginning to search the area.
Killer, dragging Draken, climbed ashore and, without any pause, ran towards the town center.
They had barely run a few steps...
Bang—
The two were sent flying backward, blood trickling from their lips as they struggled to rise, clutching their chests.
Killer stared at Carol, who was walking towards them carrying the Devil Fruit Reclaimers, his gaze fixed incredulously on the object...
"That's!!!!"
Kid had described the fruit to him after eating it... what it looked like...
Carol also noticed his gaze and chuckled lightly:
"You mean this?"
"I got it from killing a red-haired kid. Do you know him?"
Killer lunged at Carol:
"Bastard!!!"
If Kid was dead, the source of the sound was clear. It was this guy in front of him!!!
Carol shook his head and extended a hand.
Tear—
A ripping sound echoed, and blood splattered on the beach.
Carol's form seemed to remain motionless, yet inexplicably, a head appeared in his hand.
Killer, who had charged at Carol, had, at some unknown point, become a headless corpse... After taking a few steps, he seemed to react, then toppled over unevenly...
Thump!
The sound of the body hitting the ground made Draken tremble. She was completely paralyzed, slumping to the ground.
Carol shook his head and pointed his index finger at the girl's head:
"Don't be scared, it won't hurt..."
Bang—
Another headless corpse lay limply on the ground...
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Grand Line, Alabasta.
Rain Country, top floor of Rain Dinners.
Robin, having sorted out the month's cash flow, the glaring negative numbers leading her to Crocodile's office.
Seeing Crocodile gazing out the window, Robin inwardly chuckled, her tone devoid of anomaly:
"Boss, revenue is negative again this month."
"If this continues, the plan might be fine, but Rain Dinners could go bankrupt..."