One Piece: The World King Who Emerged from the White Town

In no time, the area below was transformed into a purgatory of black flames.

What's even more terrifying is that this black flame cannot be extinguished even by water.

Many people who jumped into the water were burned to a crisp in no time and floated to the surface.

Seeing that his men were suffering heavy losses, the first mate had no choice but to step forward and shout, "Who exactly are you? What grudge do we have against each other?"

"There is no enmity or grudge, but my Don Quixote family has taken a liking to this island. Anyone who dares to plant their flag here will die."

The Don Quixote Family?

never heard of that.

So they came here to seize territory.

The first mate shouted immediately, "We surrender! We'll leave this island now and promise never to come back!"

There was nothing we could do but admit defeat when faced with such a formidable opponent.

Their weapons were simply ineffective against the enemy unless they tried using heavy firepower.

But the other party wasn't stupid either. Given the speed they had shown earlier, escaping would have been a piece of cake.

Once we've weathered the immediate crisis, we'll figure out how to get revenge.

His plan was good, but Abel never left himself any trouble.

If there's any trouble, he cleans it up on the spot.

"I do not accept your surrender. After we annihilate you all, things should be peaceful on the island for a while."

Abel's intention from the beginning was to make an example of them, since he had no qualms about killing people like the Mafia.

"Damn it, he's all alone, let's fight him!"

"Jason, where's my Big Paul Cannon?!"

Paul Woolf is also a hot topic.

Immediately, a uniquely shaped cannon was pushed out of the building.

However, such a cumbersome weapon is nothing more than a stationary target for a true master.

Abel casually unleashed dozens of fireballs, instantly destroying the cannon and killing many people in the process.

Without his last resort, Paul Warlock finally became somewhat afraid.

He hid behind the wall, not daring to show his face, and could only shout loudly: "I am a member of the Paul family of the West Sea. If you let me go today, my godfather will surely reward me handsomely in the future!"

"No need, your only purpose is to die here."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a massive flying slash swept across the spot where Paul Warlock was standing.

Two minutes later, the area was littered with charred corpses.

The Lightning Speed ​​Pirates were completely wiped out, with no one escaping.

Abel had originally planned to take the enemy captain's head and use it to buy some food.

However, the previous Asura Aurora Slash had accidentally sliced ​​its head open at an angle.

It was a bit disgusting, so he didn't do it.

Then he went to the tallest building on the island, burned the original flag, and replaced it with the Don Quixote family flag.

It won't be long before news of the Lightning Speed ​​Pirates' tragic demise spreads throughout the entire island.

Hanging the flag now is also to let them know who did this.

Abel thought for a moment, and since there were always people who were reckless enough to cause trouble, he might as well make a name for himself by killing them.

They slaughtered the pirates until they were terrified, so that they would never dare to cause trouble again.

Abel then went to the family settlement that had been left on the island, found the intelligence personnel who had not yet moved away, and asked them to spread the word.

Before long, many people on the island learned that the Lightning Speed ​​Pirates had been driven out and that the new force was the Donquixote Family, a force that few people had ever heard of.

But what surprised everyone was the message that followed.

The Donquixote Family declared that from this day forward, all pirates landing on the island must obey their orders, or face death.

This provocative act instantly caused an uproar among countless people!

Chapter 252 Undercurrents, Betrayal!

Several days passed, and Venetian Island seemed to remain the same as before, with a constant stream of tourists every day.

But in reality, there are undercurrents surging!

Beneath the tallest building in the center, Abel stands proudly, holding the Onimaru.

Dozens of corpses were trampled under his feet.

"Weak, too weak."

"With such a tiny bit of strength, you dare to try planting a flag like others?"

Abel curled his lip in disdain, then gestured for the people behind him to come and clean up the battlefield.

After all, this is a tourist city. Who are they trying to impress by displaying so many corpses here?

Since the day he declared war on all the pirates stationed on Venetian Island, just as he expected, how could these unruly newcomers be afraid of a bullshit family they'd never even heard of?

So Abel stayed there, waiting for them to come to him one by one.

This is the fifth group of people we've met today.

Without exception, they all died tragically under his blade; not a single one was spared.

Such a brutal act naturally scared away many people.

Even some newcomers who are confident in their abilities are not prepared to go head-to-head with them, because it's not worth it.

Compared to the risks, the rewards are far too small.

So, after dealing with this group of stubborn pirates, no one dared to provoke them for a while.

This also made many people who were originally prepared to laugh at the joke no longer able to laugh.

When someone's boastful words become reality, it's no longer just boasting, it's genuine awesomeness!

Even the peripheral members of Abel's family began to idolize him.

Full of enthusiasm, they prepared to completely mark the island with the Don Quixote family's mark, and the first thing they did was naturally to expand their manpower.

The men Abel brought were simply not enough.

Then it involves acquiring local properties and establishing auction houses, among other things.

Then the smuggling business can be started, along with the underground black market.

This is the foundation of the Don Quixote family; it absolutely cannot be lost.

Just as Abel was preparing to settle things here as soon as possible and head to the next island.

The factions and groups whose interests were affected also began heated discussions.

"As the saying goes, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. Even if the other side has ill intentions, as long as we unite, we can still drive them away!"

"Heh, that's easy for you to say. Have you forgotten how many corpses have been buried in Central Square these past few days?"

"From my observation, the Don Quixote family must be temporarily unable to spare any manpower for some reason, which is why they only sent that one killer. It is conceivable that once they are free to do so, there will be no place for us on this island."

Everyone nodded in agreement, but no one paid any attention to the little maidservant beside Abel.

"Boss Tang, what do you think?"

"I'll say it again: as long as someone fires the first shot, I'll definitely follow with my men. But if you're thinking of using my men as cannon fodder, then don't even bother asking."

Boss Tang touched his shiny bald head and sneered.

The others felt somewhat embarrassed when their secret thoughts were exposed.

"Hey, what kind of talk is that? Isn't it true that among everyone here, your armed forces are the strongest, Boss Tang? Our small group is no match for you."

"Don't give me that crap. You're the ones in a hurry now. I'm just a candy seller. I don't believe they can drive me away. At worst, I'll take my brothers and go somewhere else. It'll be the same."

After saying that, Boss Tang left without paying attention to the unpleasant looks from those around him.

"A bunch of useless trash. I should never have joined this bullshit alliance in the first place."

As he left, Boss Tang spat towards the door, showing his disdain.

Do you really think he's stupid?

He had been watching from nearby for the past few days, and the result was that he was no match for them at all!

If the opponent is just a swordsman or something, he wouldn't be afraid; he could easily make them suffer with the power of his Devil Fruit.

The problem is that this boy's strength is unfathomable; he can't even handle the terrifying black flames that never go out when exposed to water.

So after thinking it over, he felt that this was both a crisis and an opportunity.

So he immediately turned the jet ski around, ready to take a gamble.

……

"Lord Abel, there is a man outside called Boss Sugar who wants to see you."

Sugar Boss?

Abel recalled the bald man who was obsessed with his sister, and then put down the multi-ton gym equipment he was holding.

Bang!

"Take him to the reception room to wait for me, I'm going to take a shower."

"Yes, Lord Abel."

Half an hour later, Boss Tang, whose expression remained unchanged, finally met the person in question.

"I remember you. Considering you reminded me once before, I won't touch you today. Now, what brings you here?"

"As expected, you're already preparing to take action against the 'Business Alliance'."