One Piece: The Salted Fish Fruit

"Go ahead, the meeting should start soon. I'll stay here and keep watch. This is the path he chose, let him walk it himself. With that lazy bum in the New World, he can't do anything to Luffy." Garp replied, sipping his tea while gazing at the distant seascape.

"I heard that Zephyr appeared in the West Blue and drove all the local pirates to the Grand Line."

"Yes, he's imitating you shamelessly bullying newly arrived pirates, cutting off the breeding ground for pirates at its source and forcing veteran pirates to enter the New World to be bullied by other pirates," Sengoku nodded.

"Haha! Haha! Is that what this old guy is thinking now? That's really changed his ways." Garp squinted and laughed heartily, glistening tears streaming down his wrinkled face, expressing his heartfelt joy for his old friend.

"The Navy crew that came back said that your grandson persuaded him to stop going crazy. He really helped us a lot. We don't want to see our colleagues fighting to the death, but as Navy personnel, we must protect the safety of the people and cannot offer him any assistance. Garp, I should go too, lest I get late and all those Navy kids get destroyed by your lazy apprentice." Sengoku replied, lifting his foot and walking towards the gate.

“Go ahead. That bastard respects you quite a bit, but you're on opposite sides because of your different stances. However, he won't be polite to the Marines who want to kill him,” Garp replied, waving his hand.

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"Ace, your brother is in trouble," Marco said, flipping through the newspaper in his hand and handing it to Ace.

“With the appearance of my father’s Devil Fruit, that bastard Blackbeard will definitely not let it go. And your brother Luffy is also fighting Doflamingo at this time.” Jozu leaned heavily against the bow of the ship, glancing at his companions on the deck who already knew the cause of the matter and were waiting for Ace’s orders.

The brutal war two years ago still haunted them; if it weren't for the intervention of their father and the Straw Hat crew member, they probably wouldn't have been able to escape safely from that battle.

"Luffy!" Looking at the information that took up half the page, a little analysis revealed that Luffy's current battle with Doflamingo was like lighting a fuse on a powder keg, and the explosion of the powder keg was only a matter of time.

"Brothers! I'm sorry!" Ace looked up at his waiting companions, his expression full of apology.

"Haha! Captain Ace, what are you saying? If it weren't for the Straw Hat crew stopping us, how could we have been able to retreat from the battle so quickly?"

"What are you saying? Luffy dares to storm Impel Down and Marineford all by himself, how can we be afraid of him?"

"Captain Ace, you don't need to worry about so much. Since you are our captain, we will obey your orders unconditionally."

“Make your decision, Ace!” Marco nodded, looking at his enthusiastic companions.

"it is good."

Ace stood up at the bow of the ship and shouted to his companions, "Now that everyone has agreed, let's start packing our supplies. We'll set sail in two hours for the Kingdom of Dressrosa."

"Oh!" Ace's pronouncement immediately caused the people below to shout loudly, and then they began to get busy, with Den Den Mushi constantly calling nearby pirate crews to coordinate resources and prepare for the operation.

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“Sabo! Your brother…” Kera asked with concern, looking at Sabo, who was deep in thought at the table.

“We also need to investigate the source of the weapons used in the resistance war, let’s go take a look together.” Sabo, who had been deep in thought, looked up and replied with a hearty smile.

“Okay, I’ll go with you.” Kera nodded and smiled.

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The coast of Dressrosa!

A burst of cheerful music drifted from the island, and even though people were thousands of meters away, they could still feel the joyful atmosphere.

"As expected of the 'Island of Love and Passion,' the joyful and intense atmosphere makes my cells jump even from afar." Maggie laughed as she stood on the ship's railing, gazing at the distant island. Her Observation Haki allowed her to take in everything. In just two short days, numerous pirate ships had already docked around the island, and the first group of people who arrived had begun investigating the situation to gain an advantage.

"Come here, everyone, the equipment's being distributed!" Franky called out loudly, drawing his companions from the deck together.

"Hahaha! Are those bullets made of explosive rock? They've finally been fired!" Luffy jumped down from the watchtower and reached into the box in Franky's arms.

"Stop fooling around, you can't fall on this." Franky grabbed Luffy's arm and pushed him away, opening the one-meter-square wooden box in his hand.

The top shelf immediately catches the eye with two rows of semi-automatic pistols neatly arranged, their strong metallic rhomboid shape irresistible. Brass bullets, inlaid with explosives, fill magazines and are neatly arranged for people to take. The bottom shelf contains four revolvers as thick as an arm, and several belts, each as thick as a finger, are stacked to one side.

"You've all used various semi-automatic pistols these past two days, but those were all ordinary metal bullets, firearms used based on the individual's maximum recoil tolerance. Against someone with strong aura, it's difficult to break their skin with metal bullets."

"Mabi, me, Law, Usopp, and Merry, the five of us will help you design these bullets made of explosive rocks. The explosive properties of these rocks are enough to penetrate even some Haki and destroy internal organs," Franky explained, taking out a semi-automatic rifle.

"Straw Hat No. 1 semi-automatic pistol, 7.62 mm caliber, 12-round magazine, 200-meter effective range, combined with explosive rock bullets with a 6-meter diameter blast diameter!"

Who wants it?

"I want it. I can handle the recoil. It's good for self-defense. After all, lightning strikes take time to process, and the Gale Sword doesn't have that much range." Nami shouted first, looking at the semi-automatic pistol in Franky's hand. She reached out and took the gun and ammunition, putting it on her body.

"I'll play a couple of rounds too," Robin said with a smile.

“I’m not very strong either, so this suits me perfectly,” Angelia replied, raising her hand.

"I want one too." Apis tiptoed and reached out her hand. Seeing that everyone else had one, Apis naturally wanted one too. She had also tried shooting at the smallest caliber pistol before and found it could withstand the recoil.

"Take them all." Franky handed the three women the small-caliber semi-automatic pistols and their magazines, letting them hang them in the most convenient positions on their bodies.

"Straw Hat No. 2 semi-automatic pistol, 12.5mm caliber, 9-round magazine, 300-meter effective range, explosive rock bullet diameter, 15-meter blast radius." Before Franky could finish his introduction, everyone rushed forward to have him distribute it.

These past two days, people have been using various handguns to get used to the feel of them. These handguns, which are like cannons, are naturally popular with a group of people who are physically strong. With their strong muscles, they can completely ignore the recoil of the gunpowder. In particular, the 15-meter blast radius means that there is no need to aim deliberately. Just hit the blast and you're done.

Upon seeing the last one, Mabi went straight up and took the giant left-handed pistol at the bottom. She opened the magazine and loaded five brass bullets. She then picked up a belt and wrapped it around her waist.

The four giant revolvers were specially made by Franky. Each bullet, once it explodes, has an blast radius of up to fifty meters in diameter, enough to shatter any material.

"Mabi, your revolver has a caliber of 17 millimeters and uses the most explosive material. Be careful," Franky warned as he watched Mabi take the revolver away.

“No problem,” Maby replied, noticing a few high-caliber semi-automatic pistols left in the box that hadn't been distributed yet. She casually took one and two magazines out; the cold metal body exuded a diamond-shaped, futuristic feel. Combined with its shape resembling the Desert Eagle on Earth, anyone who saw it would be irresistibly drawn to pull the trigger and experience its power.

"Xiao Ba! This is yours, a modified laser cannon, about three times more powerful than the ones at the base!" Franky tossed a cylindrical device, about 25 centimeters in diameter and a meter long, to Xiao Ba, who was playing with a pistol.

Startled, Hachi quickly used its other four arms to hold on.

"New, is this for me?" Little Eight asked, holding the laser cannon in his arms.

"Yes, this is perfect for you since you don't have any long-range attack methods. It can fly 5,000 meters in the air and can also fly 100 meters after being hit by seawater or mud, which is enough for you to use."

"Thank you so much, New!" Xiao Ba said, holding up the laser cannon, dual swords, and dual guns with his six arms, feeling that he had never been so powerful before.

"This is absolutely fantastic! This is a major operation! As shipwrights, how can we let everyone be without firepower? If we hadn't yet figured out the laser gun's mechanism, I would have loved to have everyone carry a high-frequency laser gun." Franky shouted loudly, his hands clasped together at a 45-degree angle, but the smile on his face was impossible to hide.

"Hehe!" The girls burst into laughter at Franky's appearance.

Maggie glanced at the cheerful girls and, seeing that everyone had finished preparing their equipment, directly called to the navigator Nami, saying, "Nami, get out the map and let's discuss where to go to investigate information as a group?"

“Okay, I happen to have the map Law gave me here. All the locations are clearly marked on it, which is perfect for us to find the location.” Nami nodded and moved Franky’s weapon box to the ground, spreading out a map stained with bear paw ink.

Clang! Not long after everyone finished their discussion, Merry steered the boat to a stop in a crevice between giant rocks.

"Break the Void!" Mabi shouted, and a rock was cleaved off and fell into the ocean, forming a stone wall that blocked the ship's stern and concealed the secret port, preventing passing ships from discovering the location of the Sunshine.

Then dozens of stones were launched straight into the sky by Luo!

“ROOM: Slaughterhouse”.

With a low shout from Luo, everyone who was on the deck suddenly disappeared and appeared in the air.

"Iron Cloud Bridge." Jack shouted as he appeared. An iron cloud appeared beneath their feet to prevent them from falling, while the other end connected directly to the top of the giant stone wall for them to move forward.

"Let's go, everyone be careful."

The group, having reached the rocky cliffs surrounding the island, exchanged glances, each knowing where they should go. They reminded each other to head in the direction of the Iron Cloud that Jack had built.

Chapter 255 Kidnapping Violet!

Maggie looked in the direction where everyone had disappeared, casually put on the cowboy hat she had bought earlier, and then leaped off the high mushroom-shaped rock, running towards the joyful crowd below.

Now, Mabi is wearing jeans and a vest, with two revolvers and a semi-automatic pistol at her waist, along with a belt full of bullets, and a cowboy hat she just put on. Except for the fact that she's missing a horse, she looks exactly like a Western cowboy with a wandering spirit, a complete contrast to her usual samurai appearance with a long sword at her waist and wearing a black robe.

After all, Mabi knew from Aokiji that although they couldn't remember the details of their appearance and physique, and couldn't confirm their identities based on physical characteristics, the guardian sword with its red scabbard at their waist still made them know who its owner was. After all, a swordsman wouldn't easily give away his personal weapon, so they could naturally recognize him at first glance and call out "Red Blade Kid."

Now, in order to infiltrate and gather information, and to sabotage Doflamingo's operations, Mabi disguises himself as a handsome young cowboy and enters the island, while also searching for the 'Tremor-Tremor Fruit,' the source of the chaos.

Hmm! I'll just steal Doflamingo's house while I'm at it!

It's not worth risking physical strength to fight someone over something from back then. Collecting some interest is the right thing to do. As the head of an arms trafficking ring, he's perfect for fleecing people.

After landing, Mabi strolled leisurely down the street, her eyes occasionally scanning her surroundings. She watched as women in long dresses casually occupied small squares, swaying their graceful bodies and dancing to lively music. Their fluffy, pale yellow dresses fluttered like butterflies with each movement, eliciting howls from the surrounding crowd.

The loud wolf howl immediately elicited a knowing smile from the dancing lady. She raised her leg high, rolled up her skirt, and stood on one leg, drawing a graceful arc in the air as she began to dance the fiery and unrestrained flamenco dance.

While watching the other person's hot dance, Mabi couldn't help but recall her dark past. In order to raise funds for the team, she had to sell her body to dance and participate in competitions to win prize money. Thinking of this, Mabi suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

How could you have sold your integrity for money back then!

The woman in the pale yellow dress glanced around briefly. Maggie's dark complexion stood out starkly against the excited crowd. She raised a delicate eyebrow, and with one hand, she lifted the hem of her dress, creating a circular curtain. Her slender high heels traced graceful arcs beneath her feet. Like a blooming flower, she moved to Maggie's side, extending her soft, white hand to gently take Maggie's rough palm in hers, and said tenderly:

"Young man, you seem dissatisfied with my dance. Would you mind if I bought you a drink and then danced just for you?"

After speaking, her slender fingertips gently touched Mabi's palm, and her gentle, watery eyes gazed softly at Mabi, who was full of sunshine, asking for the most beautiful answer.

"A public declaration of love is truly a rare event!" The crowd on one side blazed with intense passion at Mabi, as if they were about to scorch her body in the next instant.

"Hmm!" Ignoring the angry emotions around her and feeling the tickling of the other person's fingertips on her palm, Mabi flipped her wrist and subtly pushed the other person's hand away, then looked up and glanced at another dance area not far away.

The musicians gradually quickened their pace, and the woman in the middle of the field, wearing a long dress with multiple layers of purple-red trim, shifted and moved around once more.

Her crimson skirt fluttered as she drew circles in the air with her arms, instantly transforming her into a proud swan, her long neck held high, exuding an air of nobility that made her seem unapproachable.

Immediately afterwards, the light leather shoes stomped on the ground, making a crisp sound in sync with the musicians. The slender arms moved like flowing water, and the intense gaze burned as they looked at the surrounding crowd.

Immediately, a chorus of enthusiastic praise erupted.

Amidst the praise, the music tempo quickened again, and her seemingly boneless figure displayed graceful dance moves. Every transition of movement was perfectly timed, without a trace of excess or swaying. Her perfect muscle control imbued the woman with a subtle yet powerful masculine aura.

It was precisely the passionate, unrestrained, graceful, and vigorous characteristics of flamenco dance that were perfectly expressed, but it paled in comparison to the woman in the pale yellow dress. Her expression was slightly frivolous, as if the men before her were merely her playthings, which was the biggest flaw in her performance of flamenco dance.

Compared to the woman in purplish-red who was howling like a wolf on one side and clapping and praising on the other, the difference in their abilities was immediately apparent.

The rousing music reached its peak once again. As the musician struck the final note on the guitar, the hem of the crimson skirt slowly fell, revealing a beautiful dancer in crimson beneath the curtain. A vibrant rose appeared on the dancer's lips, and her fiery gaze swept over the crowd. Everything seemed to freeze in that moment, as if a camera had captured it forever.

"Clap clap! Clap clap!" Mabi was the first to clap her hands in heartfelt praise to the dancers.

"Lady Violet! The most beautiful dancer in Dressrosa! You are absolutely amazing!"

"Lady Violet is unique; I'm afraid no one on the entire island can match your dance."

"Fantastic! I finally got to see the most beautiful dancers in Dressrosa. This trip was definitely worthwhile."

As soon as Mabi began speaking, the onlookers seemed to be unleashed by her, expressing their heartfelt admiration.

Violet?

Mapi smiled knowingly as she watched him go. It was so easy to get her; it would be perfect to have this woman, who was temporarily working for Doflamingo, as a guide.

He also rescued her. In the original story, she was intended to lure Sanji, so he decided to use her to intercept him. As for the Donquixote Family members around him, they were no longer worth mentioning. Law had already taken Caesar to find Doflamingo, and he would probably be too busy to deal with the rebellion of his subordinates.

While you're at it, ask her where the Tremor-Tremor Fruit is. After all, there are many round spheres in Observation Haki, and there's not much time to search for them. Asking a member of the Donquixote Family is the easiest way.

"So you liked this woman too? Then you should die." Watching Mabi turn to dance with the violet, the pale yellow-haired girl's face darkened as she suddenly understood. Overwhelmed by intense jealousy, she lost herself, reaching under her skirt to pull out a gleaming dagger, aiming it at Mabi's heart.

"Stop messing around, don't yell next time you stab someone." Mabi dodged the dagger with a sidestep, then slashed at her fair neck with her hand, knocking her unconscious instantly. She picked up her clothes and threw them to the musicians who had been accompanying her earlier; they were all in cahoots and would surely arrange everything.