When Abel put all these points of doubt together, he began to think that what the guy in front of him was probably true.

Because that flower field is located directly below the King's Heights, it is a viewing spot for the royal family.

Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, that place will always be the last resort.

So where is safer than there?

Abel thought about it more and more and felt that he should go and see. Even if he guessed wrong, it would just be a wasted trip and he wouldn't lose anything.

But what if we actually find 'Little Thumb' Jerry there...?

"Take me there. If you really find the person, you'll be free."

Francis, barely containing his excitement, led the way.

It hesitated before explaining the situation, wondering what if his guess was wrong.

But then I thought, at worst I'll just die, could things get any worse?

Rather than living like a toy dog, perhaps death would be a relief.

Most importantly, he simply couldn't bear the thought of his wife and children completely forgetting him and then living with another man.

……

"Boss Jerry, you're amazing! You had everything prepared beforehand!"

"Hiding here, absolutely no one will be able to find us."

"I wonder what's going on outside right now. Maybe... I should go out and take a look?"

Longhair and Bald Man routinely lavish praise on 'Little Thumb' Jerry.

This not-so-large space was filled with Berry and various easily stored daily necessities.

If you look closely, you will also find very well hidden ventilation openings and drainage outlets.

Clearly, 'Little Thumb' Jerry had been preparing for this day for far too long.

He put down his book, glanced at the two of them, and said calmly, "It's only been a few days, and you can't even stand the loneliness anymore?"

"I won't stop people who want to leave, but if they want to come back after they leave, that's not going to be a good thing."

The two men immediately chuckled awkwardly, not forgetting how the man in front of them had ruthlessly killed all those who had brought the money here.

"It was just a casual remark, haha, let's drink..."

The bald man was extremely embarrassed and immediately changed the subject.

"Little Thumb" Jerry warned the two again, "After this job, you all know how much money you'll each get. It's more money than you can spend in a lifetime!"

"Compared to that, what does it matter if I just hide here for three months?"

In his view, as long as he could weather this storm, he would be willing to hide here for three months, or even six months or a year.

Because that's over three billion!

If you can earn so much money and live a carefree life in exchange for a period of boring time, is there anyone who wouldn't want that?

The reason he brought Long Hair and Baldy along wasn't because he was loyal or trustworthy.

He was just worried about being too lonely, so he needed a few people to talk to, that's all.

Split the money?

The moment they were able to get out of here, those two were already dead.

"Don't worry, Boss Jerry, we know we were wrong. We absolutely will not leave here until you say it's okay."

Longhair quickly expressed his opinion.

The bald man also apologized and said nice things.

Jerry, nicknamed "Little Thumb," then let them go and picked up the book he had put down again.

This is a very niche suspense and mystery book; very few people have read it.

There was one particular scene that he really liked.

The story goes that a scholar hid his wife, whom he had accidentally killed, in a flower field. A year passed, and no one discovered the truth. Meanwhile, the flowers in the field bloomed even more vibrantly.

The inspiration for the scholar came from an honest and simple flower farmer.

This contrast in identity is a stroke of genius, absolutely brilliant!

But he forgot that a flower grower who was just as important had appeared in his life.

boom!

The ground suddenly began to tremble, and Jerry and the others were shaken and knocked off their feet.

"What happened?"

"Is it an earthquake?"

This was the first thought that popped into the heads of Long Hair and Bald Head.

But Jerry, nicknamed "Little Finger," felt a sense of impending danger!

exposed!

He didn't believe it was a coincidence; Dressrosa had never experienced an earthquake of this magnitude before.

So someone must be looking for him!

He guessed correctly; the reinforced stone slab above his head suddenly collapsed, bringing with it a large amount of soil and flowers.

"You actually hid here? You guys really made me search high and low, Mr. 'Little Thumb'?"

Through the sunlight, Jerry only saw a very handsome young man, looking down at an ant with an air of superiority.

escape!

If we don't escape now, it will be too late.

But what about the money?

He had exhausted all his credibility to set up this scheme, so he could get enough money to last him a lifetime and take revenge on the person who forced him to cut off his finger.

If we give up on these things, we'll have to start all over again.

How many more five or ten years can I afford to waste?

Is it possible to succeed so easily next time?

In that brief moment of hesitation, he never had the chance to leave again.

Abel leaped down and landed in front of the guy.

"I don't want to kill you right now, so you'd better cooperate."

I don't know if it was those words that gave Jerry the courage to show a fierce look on his face!

"Kill this guy, and we might still have a chance to run away with some of the money!"

Jerry's eyes turned red, and a layer of jet-black scales grew on his body. Two claws, each missing a finger, one slashed at Abel's throat, and the other ripped into Abel's heart.

As a user of the Zoan-type Pangolin Fruit, he is not only good at digging tunnels to escape, but also has killed quite a few people!

Chapter 521 I want them all!

"die!"

'Little Thumb' Jerry's face was filled with murderous intent, and his claws were covered with jet-black Armament Haki.

In addition to being a Devil Fruit user, he is also proficient in both types of Haki!

Otherwise, they would have been killed long ago.

After all, even the most careful person cannot avoid all dangers and accidents.

Jerry was confident he could just slit the guy's throat and pull out his heart.

But a sudden flash of black light froze him in place.

His two arms had somehow flown into the air before falling to the ground.

"A sewer rat that can't stand in the light of day dares to stretch out its claws. This is a lesson for you. If you don't behave, next time we'll cut off both of your legs."

"Ah ah ah..."

Jerry, nicknamed "Little Finger," let out a scream as a large amount of blood gushed from his severed arm.

Abel was simply stating a fact.

The famous sword Qiushui in his hand was not even stained with a drop of blood.

This illustrates the difference in strength between the two sides.

Jerry, nicknamed "Little Finger," looked terrified, completely unable to understand when he had offended this scoundrel.

Even when it came to the final harvest, he had already screened the people, trying his best to avoid those from all the major powers.

"Who are you? We've probably never met you before. If you're here for the money, then you win. Everything is yours."

"Spare my life, and I can buy you time to distract the others."

"Little Thumb!" Jerry shouted, terrified that he would be chopped to death by the other party at any moment.

Suddenly, Abel struck twice more, killing Longhair and Baldy, who were trying to abandon Jerry and run away. Then he said, "I want the money. I want the stuff too."

"All the money is here, what else do you want?"

"Little Finger," Jerry asked, forcing back the pain.

"This is what I want."

As Abel spoke, he took out the fake Dark Fruit and threw it at the other person's feet.

"No, that's all. I only made a few, and they've all been 'sold'."

puff!

Before the other man could finish speaking, Abel plunged a knife into his thigh.

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