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

Then, with a simple and unadorned backhand strike, he brought down a knife.

It was quick, but not to the point where it was impossible to react.

'Rapier' Luke immediately sheathed his sword and parried.

A clang!

A tremendous force jolted him so hard that his hands went numb and his face turned bright red.

He hadn't expected that his opponent would not only be just as fast as him, but also possess such great strength.

Miscalculation!

'Rapier' Luke immediately kicked out, trying to use the momentum to retreat and create distance.

Unexpectedly, the kick missed its target, and the opponent grabbed the ankle with their left hand, rendering the person completely immobile!

Luke the 'Rapier' used every ounce of strength he had, but he still couldn't pull his foot out.

Abel remained completely still.

"With such rudimentary skills, you think you can rob people? Don't be ridiculous."

Abel's blunt truth nearly caused Luke the 'Razor' to break down on the spot.

"Go to hell!"

Luke stopped struggling and immediately thrust his sword at the opponent's face like a rain of pear blossoms, the speed and frequency of which left many afterimages in the air.

He thought that since the other party wouldn't let go of him, it meant that neither of them could escape.

Being caught and catching others are sometimes the same thing.

Abel showed no sign of letting up, wielding a long sword with impenetrable skill, leaving no room for water to get through.

No matter how fast Luke's attack speed was, he couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

After the burst point, Luke's attack speed dropped significantly.

"That's it?"

Luke, the 'rapier', was so angry his face was red with rage that he was practically grinding his teeth to powder, but his movements were getting slower and slower, and his arms were getting more and more sore.

The more intense the outburst before, the more painful it is now.

"Fancy."

Abel made a dismissive comment, then drew his sword, instantly turning defense into offense.

With a single slash, clang!

Luke, 'Rapier', barely managed to block it, but his right hand was trembling violently, and the web between his thumb and forefinger was cracked.

He had no choice but to switch to holding the sword with both hands to prevent it from slipping from his grasp.

The second strike landed!

Luke, who could only stand on one leg, was unable to withstand the force and immediately knelt on the deck, with the sound of bones cracking audible.

Then came the third cut.

His already numb arms could no longer stop the knife from falling.

First, the sword in his hand was severed, then his head, then his body...

Abel shook the blood off the knife and threw away the half of his body with his left hand.

At this moment, the remaining members of the Swordfish Pirates were terrified and threw down their weapons to run back to their own ships.

"Captain Luke is dead! Run!"

When they were running, they really wished their parents had given them two more legs, making them look so pathetic that it was funny to watch.

"Piece this guy together, get him sorted out, and wait to take him to the Navy to exchange for money."

“Leave no one alive, kill them all and throw them into the sea to feed the fish.”

"Then clean the deck up. How did it get covered in blood?"

Why is there blood everywhere? Don't you know why?

The subordinates didn't dare to speak their minds and quickly responded.

These guys are no good at fighting tough battles, but they're good at beating a drowning dog right now.

Before long, they wiped out the entire Swordfish Pirates crew that had escaped.

They also looted all the spoils of war.

"You don't even have a Devil Fruit, you're a poor bastard!"

Abel glanced at it and, seeing it wasn't worth much, simply took half and distributed it among everyone.

Everyone gets a share, and those who participate in the battle get double.

As for the wounded and those who died in battle, the family provided compensation, so he didn't need to continue trying to win people's hearts.

He didn't have that idea either.

After all, in this world, henchmen and cannon fodder are just that—henchmen and cannon fodder—and they're not important at all.

Instead of recruiting them, it would be better to have Judge work overtime to train more clone soldiers.

That's what you call good manners—obeying orders and taking a knife for your master without hesitation.

Moreover, his combat prowess is among the best of the lowly cannon fodder.

After this minor incident, the smuggling ship continued its voyage.

Several groups of pirates tried to plunder along the way, but they usually made way when they saw the Donquixote Family's flag.

Those who, like the Swordfish Pirates, are reckless and insist on testing their strength are few and far between.

So Abel enjoyed a few rare days of peace and quiet.

It wasn't very enjoyable to eat.

After all, most of the space on the ship was used to transport slaves, so there was limited room for living supplies.

Add to that all those mouths and his enormous appetite, and it's truly a complicated situation.

Some suggested that it wouldn't hurt to starve the slaves for a few days.

Abel slapped him away.

Look at this, is this even human language?

Chapter 452 'Blue Fist' Baba

"Lord Abel, the island of Aribah is just ahead!"

The subordinate who came in to report was somewhat agitated, mainly because the quality of the food had been declining for the past two days, causing them great distress.

There was only so much food left, and Abel wouldn't allow the slaves to have their food reduced. Did they dare not let the family officials have enough to eat?

In the end, who suffers?

Of course, they'll only suffer themselves.

Fortunately, the only long sea route on this route is between these two islands. Once we reach Aliba Island and replenish our supplies, things won't be so miserable anymore.

Abel was also fed up with the third-rate cooks on the ship; his food was so bland it was almost unbearable.

Under his orders, three smuggling ships quickly approached the port.

The Don Quixote family's banner, flying high, attracted the attention of many and also deterred many petty thieves.

"Leave some people to watch the ship, and the rest are free to do as they please."

"However, I want to see everyone back by noon tomorrow. Those who can't come back on time should never come back."

"Yes, Lord Abel!"

The crowd was initially excited, but then a chill ran down their spines.

I almost forgot that my master is a murderer and a madman.

"Lord Abel, the ship is running out of supplies..."

"I know, just take some people to buy it. If you encounter any problems you can't handle, just send a signal flare to let me know."

The person reporting to Abel was Doflamingo's second-in-command, since Doflamingo knew how difficult it was to ask his family executives to handle the trivial matters on the ship.

Secondly, these lieutenants can also be considered Doflamingo's spies.

He could pretend not to know what the cadres did in normal times, but he couldn't really be completely ignorant of everything.

Therefore, when Abel goes out to cause trouble, he usually runs away first, not giving Doflamingo the opportunity.

This greatly annoyed Doflamingo.

But some things can't be said outright, so we can only leave it at that.

After seeing everyone off, Abel took Baby-5 and started strolling around the island, looking for a few restaurants to see what to eat later.

After wandering around for a while, Abel felt that something was amiss.

Just then, a few passersby complained, "What the hell? Did that store think we were easy targets? They charged so much for just a few pieces of clothing."

"There's nothing we can do about it; it's the only men's clothing store on the entire island."

"Damn it, what a swindler! I really want to give that boss a good beating."

After overhearing these words, Abel immediately realized what was strange.

At first glance, the shops on both sides of the street are mostly decorated in a female-oriented style, mainly in pink.

Selling women's clothing, women's boots, women's products...

The streets are filled with beautiful women, all looking glamorous, strolling hand in hand through various shops.

Few male tourists travel alone; most come as couples.

Even the restaurants on the street mainly cater to couples, and amusement park tickets are half price for couples, emphasizing romance and... expensiveness.