I collect everything in the One Piece world.

This was a dimly lit warehouse filled with wooden barrels. His senior brother, Iceberg, was also tightly bound to a chair, looking at him with a meaningful gaze, constantly hinting at something.

Opposite him and the iceberg, several people were sitting on a few chairs placed casually.

Lucky was sitting upright in the chair in the center, with Hadley, the pigeon on his shoulder, quietly preening its feathers.

Standing next to him was Kaku, a tall, expressionless man.

The one who had just splashed ice water on Franky to wake him up was the taciturn Bruno.

Kalifa wasn't here; she needed to stay at Carrera's headquarters, using her position as secretary to maintain appearances and stabilize the situation within the company and even the city government.

Lucci slowly stood up, walked to Franky, and looked down at him with a cold gaze as if he were examining an object.

Then he turned to Iceberg, who was tied to a chair, his voice calm yet chilling: "Well then, Mr. Mayor Iceberg, it is now your turn to make a choice."

As he spoke, he also gripped Frankie's neck with one hand, his fingers slowly tightening.

"Do you choose to protect your impulsive and reckless junior brother, or do you choose to hand over the blueprints for 'Pluto'?"

Iceberg watched this scene with great pain, and growled hoarsely, "I said I didn't! Master Tom never gave us any blueprints! Even if you kill us, it won't do any good!"

Lucci frowned slightly, seemingly a little impatient with the iceberg's stubbornness.

He released his grip on Franky's neck and turned to the iceberg, whereupon he began to choke it.

“It seems our mayor is quite tough.” Lucci’s voice was flat, but his gaze turned to the furious Franky.

"Then, let me ask someone else. Franky, or rather, Carterflam?"

"Damn it! Let him go! Come at me if you dare!" Seeing Lucci grab Iceberg by the neck, Franky instantly flew into a rage, and the chains rattled loudly.

Lucci ignored Franky's roar, but his fingers were slowly tightening.

Iceberg's face began to flush red from suffocation, and veins bulged on his forehead. He tried to breathe and speak, but could only manage hoarse gasps.

“Frankie,” Lucci’s voice rang out again, “Did you hear that? Your senior insists there are no blueprints, but I don’t believe it.”

"I only believe that anyone will make a choice under enough pressure, so now the choice is yours."

"Hand over the blueprints for Hades, and I'll release your senior brother immediately."

“If you refuse…” Lucci’s fingers tightened even more.

"Then your senior brother will be the first to die in front of you. Then the Buster Call will wipe the entire Water Seven from this world."

"Just like back then, you watched helplessly as your master, the fishman Tom, was led to the execution platform."

The words "Master Tom" were like the sharpest knife, piercing deep into Franky's heart and causing the deepest wound.

A flicker of pain crossed his eyes; the execution that changed his life was a wound that would never heal.

Lucci keenly noticed the wavering and pain in Franky's eyes, and a look of understanding flashed in his own.

Sure enough, compared to the iceberg, this impulsive guy who values ​​his partners and family above all else is a better breakthrough point.

"Back then, you couldn't protect your master." Lucci's voice echoed in Franky's ears like a devil's whisper.

"But now, you still have a chance. Will you choose the blueprints that have nothing to do with you, or will you choose your senior, choose this city, choose your family?"

Franky's body trembled violently, and he clenched his teeth so tightly that they rattled.

Looking at the iceberg who was almost choked unconscious, I thought of the Franky family's younger brothers, and the bustling streets and canals of Water Seven...

"I...I..." Franky was torn. On one side was his master's dying wish, and the ancient weapon that could bring destruction. On the other side was the iceberg, the entire Water Seven, and his brothers whom he considered family...

"We...really don't know..." With Lucci gripping his throat, Iceberg used his last bit of strength to squeeze out indistinct words through clenched teeth.

His eyes were filled with anxiety and pleading, hoping that Franky would understand that speaking out now would only make things worse, and that the World Government would never keep its promise!

But before he could finish speaking, Lucci's eyes turned cold, and his fingers tightened suddenly!

Iceberg's throat was tightly gripped, and all his remaining words turned into futile hoarse sounds. His face turned from red to purple, and his eyes began to glaze over.

"Damn it! Let him go! I'll talk! I'll talk!!" Seeing that the iceberg was almost strangled to death, Franky's rationality and persistence finally collapsed completely.

Chapter 142, The Whereabouts of the Blueprints, and Lucci's Collapse and Angry

Lucci loosened his grip slightly, allowing the iceberg to breathe in a little air, but he didn't let go completely, maintaining absolute control.

His eyes were fixed on Franky, awaiting the final answer.

Franky seemed to have all his strength drained away. He lowered his head, his shoulders heaving violently. After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and glared at Lucci: "The blueprints are with me! Let go of my senior brother!"

Upon hearing this, Lucci said coldly, "I know the blueprints are with you. Hand them over now."

Franky stiffened his neck, glared at Lucci, and said in a hoarse but firm voice, "Let him go first!"

Lucci's eyes were fixed on Franky's face, scrutinizing every subtle expression.

The idiot's eyes were filled with the ferocity of someone driven to the brink of despair, and a resolute determination to go all out.

Lucci knew that applying more pressure might backfire; what he needed were blueprints, not two useless corpses. So it was time to loosen the string that had been stretched to its limit.

Without saying a word, he decisively released his grip on the iceberg's neck.

"Cough cough! Cough cough cough!!" Suddenly given air, Iceberg coughed violently, his face turning from purple to red, gasping for breath, his throat burning with pain.

But ignoring his own pain, he immediately growled at Franky as soon as he caught his breath, "Franky! Don't talk nonsense! We didn't..."

“Enough.” Lucci interrupted him coldly, his gaze returning to Franky. “Now, tell me. Where are the blueprints?”

Looking at his senior's disheveled yet anxious appearance, Franky's eyes flashed with a complex emotion, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper resolve. He said, word by word, "The blueprints were indeed with me before. Master Tom gave them to Iceberg before he died, and Iceberg secretly gave them to me."

“But,” he paused, his gaze sweeping over Lucci and the other two, a smile laced with sarcasm and glee on his face, “I can’t give it to you now.”

"What do you mean?!" Lu Qi's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition instantly surged into his mind.

He stepped forward, grabbed Franky by the collar, and lifted him slightly off the ground. "What do you mean you can't give it to me?! Explain yourself!"

Franky was being carried, but his face showed no fear. In fact, he met Lucci's murderous gaze with an even more mocking and unrestrained smile.

"What do you mean? Ha! A worthless blueprint killed Master Tom, and kept Iceberg and me on the run for so many years, being hunted all over the world by you hyenas! How could I possibly keep something like that as a treasure?"

"That idiot Iceberg secretly entrusted it to me for safekeeping. I held it, looked at it again and again, and pondered it deeply. What else can this thing bring besides disaster and death?"

"Pluto? An ancient weapon? Ha, that's the bone you lackeys dream of! It's the tool your master used to maintain his rule and destroy everything!"

"But to me!" Franky's voice suddenly rose, his eyes burning with rage and hatred, "That thing is the most useless, the most damned thing in the world!!"

"It was because of this that Master Tom was framed and executed!!"

“So…” Franky took a deep breath and said decisively, “I burned it, burned it to ashes! Something like that shouldn’t exist in this world!”

"You're talking nonsense!!" Lucci could no longer maintain his cold composure. He roared and suddenly increased the pressure on his hand, almost crushing Franky's collar and neck together!

For the first time, intense emotions flickered in his eyes—shock, anger, and a hint of disbelief and panic.

"Those are the blueprints for the ancient weapon Pluton!! Do you even know what that means?! It's a power that can change the world's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing the overall structure and the overall structure of the universe)!!"

"Of course I know what that is!!" Franky roared back without backing down, his spittle almost hitting Lucci's face.

"But to me, that thing was the root of all trouble! That's why I burned it!"

He was panting heavily, staring at Lucci, whose face was ashen, and added, "You don't believe me? Ha! Of course you don't believe me!"

“You can search! There’s an empty tin can I used to hold Coke in the dilapidated warehouse over at Shipwreck Island, and most of the ashes are still inside! I, Franky, am a man of my word!”

Franky's words were resounding, his expression filled with a resolute and mocking "what's the worst that can happen?" kind of madness that said, "The blueprints are ruined anyway, believe it or not, I'll just die."

Even Iceberg, who had been extremely anxious just moments before, was stunned. He looked at Franky with disbelief in his eyes, followed by a slow expression of understanding and bitterness.

"Did you burn it...? Perhaps, perhaps I... should have done it a long time ago..." His tone even carried a sense of relief and liberation.

Iceberg's heartfelt reaction was like a final, heavy blow, striking Lucci and his companions hard in the heart.

Seeing Franky's confident, hateful, and gleeful expression, and then looking at Iceberg's shocked yet bitter and relieved expression, Lucci's heart sank completely.

Kaku's brows furrowed, and even Bruno's perpetually unchanging face showed signs of worry.

How long have they been lying in wait here?

Day after day, they played the role of a shipwright, learning shipbuilding techniques, carefully gathering intelligence, and spending their days surrounded by dirty timber and greasy engine oil. What was it all for?

Isn't it all about finding the blueprints for Pluton and completing the secret mission assigned to them by the World Government?!

Just when they thought they were about to succeed and their long infiltration was finally coming to a perfect end, and they could return to Enies Lobby in glory, fate played a cruel joke on them.

This madman in front of them casually told them: "Blueprints? Oh, that stuff? I thought it was too unlucky, I burned it a long time ago, the ashes are still in the jar."

What a joke! All their years of hard work, years of infiltration, years of anticipation—what does it all amount to?! It's all become a laughing stock!?

You deserve to die!!!

Lu Qi squeezed out these three words through gritted teeth, his voice extremely low, and the killing intent in his eyes was almost tangible!

"You're the ones who deserve to die! The World Government's lackeys!!"

A glint of cunning and madness flashed in Franky's eyes!

"Steel Armor Iron Fist!!!"

With that roar, Franky suddenly unleashed astonishing power. The modified parts of his arms made a "click-clack" mechanical sound as a powerful impact burst forth from within!

"Bang! Crack!"

The sturdy chain was snapped in several sections by the enormous impact, giving Franky's hands room to move!

"What?!" Lucci's pupils shrank. He reacted extremely quickly, instantly pushing back with his feet while simultaneously whipping out his right fist like a steel whip, which was coming at Franky's right fist as he broke free of his chains!

"The iron block shattered!"

boom!

Lucci's kick landed precisely on Franky's fist, producing a dull thud.

However, the expected scene of the fist being kicked away or even shattered did not happen, because Franky's right fist exploded the moment it made contact with Lucci's toes.

boom!!!

Not only were there flames, but also thick, acrid, grayish-white smoke!

A violent shockwave spread outwards with the explosion, blowing away the wooden barrels and debris piled up in the warehouse, and filling the air with smoke and dust, instantly obscuring everyone's vision!

"Cough cough! Smoke bomb?!" Kaku and Bruno were caught off guard and coughed repeatedly from the thick smoke. They instinctively assumed a defensive stance and became alert to their surroundings.

Lucci held his breath the instant the explosion occurred. Iron blocks covered his entire body, blocking the shockwave, but his vision was completely obscured by the thick smoke.