bookbashuk Chapter 132 It really is a treasure
Chapter 132 It really is a treasure
Chapter 132 It really is a treasure
Robin was standing on a rooftop looking diagonally downwards when she suddenly heard a commotion beside her. She turned around sharply, and a familiar, tall figure appeared before her.
Her eyelids twitched. "So fast?"
It seems like less than half a minute has passed since I hung up the Den Den Mushi, and they've already arrived?
Yelena smiled but remained silent.
You're surprised?
When you see Garp traversing a town in just a second or two, you'll be terrified!
She walked over to Robin and looked down, following Robin's gaze.
"Who cares if you're subordinates of some Warlord of the Sea or someone from another faction? If you dare to steal from me, you'll leave your lives behind!"
A man with a rooster-like hairstyle was cursing loudly at a two-story building.
The man had a metal ring in the middle of his nose, which trembled as he opened his mouth, and his two upper canine teeth were so long that they almost poked into his chin.
It was indeed him, Bartolomeo.
A middle-aged man with a short mustache leaned out of a second-floor window.
"You bastard, how dare you look down on our young master?! Once the family officials arrive, you'll all be dead! If you know what's good for you, let us leave immediately!"
boom!
Bartolomeo shattered the glass with a shot, stuck his little finger up his nostril, and said, "Huh? Say that again?"
The man with the short beard turned pale and quickly shrank back behind the wall.
"Men, I'll count to three, then we'll all charge in and break all those bastards' legs!"
"Aww!!"
Bartolomeo raised his arms, "One, two—"
"Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me."
Bartolomeo nodded. "Oh, I see. Thank you—wait, who are you?!"
He jumped forward two steps in a flash!
Turning his head, he saw a dark figure silently appear beside where he had been standing.
"Wow!"
"When did this guy show up?!"
The gang members present quickly pointed their guns at the shadowy figure.
Bartolomeo wiped the cold sweat from his brow, raised his chin, his arrogance undiminished: "No matter which side you're from, get out of here now, or don't blame me for being impolite!"
Just then, a joyful voice came from the small building: "Is it the family's leaders? Master, quickly kill these bastards down there! They're trying to steal the treasure we're offering to the young master!"
Bartolomeo roared at the second-floor window, "You bunch of bastards stole my things!"
He turned to look at the shadowy figure. "You're their accomplice? Perfect timing, you too—wait, where did they go?!"
Bang!
Yelena smashed the second-floor window and entered the room. The eyes of everyone inside immediately turned to her. The short-bearded man's smile froze on his face. He quickly took a few steps back, using several boxes as cover: "May I ask which esteemed member of your family you are?"
Yelena did not answer. She drew her longsword and walked over slowly.
The man with the short beard's expression changed drastically. "Stop this guy! He's not from the family!"
Several people around immediately pointed their guns at Yelena!
boom!boom!
With a casual wave of her hand, her longsword circled around her, deflecting all the incoming bullets.
The person who fired the shot collapsed, clutching his neck.
Yelena continued walking until she reached the man with the short beard, glancing at the box behind him: "Is the stolen treasure inside?"
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The short-bearded man's pupils dilated, and he collapsed to the ground, his knees buckling: "It's...it's inside!"
Yelena nodded: "Okay, let's go downstairs first and call everyone to the living room."
"Okay, okay!" The short-bearded man trembled as he crawled toward the door, turned the doorknob, and rushed out.
Yelena kicked the wooden box in front of her, then casually opened the top one, revealing a strangely shaped fruit with spiral patterns on its surface.
The so-called treasure turned out to be a Devil Fruit.
Given the Donquixote Family's usual practices, they would typically auction off a mediocre Devil Fruit on the spot. This time, however, they actually sent a family member to the East Blue to retrieve it.
Yelena stared at the Devil Fruit for two seconds, then realized she didn't recognize it.
"This kid's here to steal my treasure too, charge in!" Bartolomeo's voice came from outside.
Wait, Bartolomeo?
Yelena's expression shifted.
If it weren't for the Donquixote Family interfering, these items stolen from pirates would already be in Bartolomeo's hands by now.
This fruit—could it be the Barrier Fruit?
Probably.
This explains why Doflamingo specifically sent his men to the East Blue.
Yelena came downstairs carrying the box containing the Devil Fruit.
More than a dozen people stood behind the man with the short beard. Hearing the footsteps, they looked over with terrified expressions.
Someone noticed her attire and exclaimed, "A black-robed hunter!"
Yelena looked at the person who had spoken, who hurriedly retreated to a corner. "I...I'm from Beihai. I've heard about your exploits in Spider Mile!"
The man with the short beard looked puzzled. Just as he was about to explain, his eyes were suddenly filled with blood.
People around him fell one after another, and in the blink of an eye, only the man with the short beard remained standing in the living room.
A moment of blankness crossed his face, which was then replaced by terror.
Yelena sheathed her sword. "It's nothing, I just wiped out everyone in that stronghold."
Actually, she was somewhat wronged, because some of the bastards involved in human trafficking were killed by T. Penn, but unfortunately, she took the blame for everything.
Bang!
The living room door was kicked open from the outside, and a man with a rooster-like hairstyle strode in: "How dare you—"
He had barely opened his mouth when he was stunned by the corpses scattered on the ground: "You—"
Yelena, carrying her short beard, walked past him and went outside. The gang members crammed in the courtyard dared not approach and parted to the sides, leaving a path for several people to walk side by side.
"Halt!" Bartolomeo shouted. "What are you holding?"
Yelena paused, sighing inwardly. She hadn't intended to lay a hand on this guy.
Bartolomeo is a rather funny character; she had been amused by him many times when reading comics in her previous life.
"Do you need any help?" Robin leaned against the courtyard gate.
Yelena shook her head: "No need."
She walked towards the gate of the courtyard.
"Our boss told you to stop right there, your ears—"
A gang member pointed at Yelena, and before he could finish speaking, his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground.
At the same time, all gang members fell into a coma one after another.
Bartolomeo's legs buckled, and he knelt on one knee, his eyes filled with confusion: "Damn it, why can't I move?!"
What have you done?!
hum~
Another wave of domineering energy surged towards him, and Bartolomeo immediately rolled his eyes, following in the footsteps of his subordinates.
Yelena tossed the unconscious man with the short beard to Robin's feet and handed him the box she was holding: "Watch over him for a bit, I'll go move the rest over."
A few seconds later, she walked out of the courtyard gate carrying a large wooden box in each hand.
"This harvest was pretty good."
Upon opening the wooden crates, one crate contained neatly stacked Pele, while the other was filled with a mixture of gold and jewels.
"You've got it all sorted out?"
A gust of wind blew over the two of them, and Weiwei's figure appeared before them.
She tilted her head, looking at the courtyard and living room, her face showing disappointment: "No fight again. Could you leave me some enemies next time?"
Robin took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. "Less than two minutes, that's quite fast."
Yelena laughed and said, "Don't act like a battle maniac. You're a princess, after all."
Vivi said nonchalantly, "Who says a princess can't like fighting? Besides, you're the one who got me into this."
Yelena shook her head helplessly: "Alright, if you feel like you have nothing to do, you can help bury the bodies. There are places on the first and second floors."
"I don't want to do this." Vivi looked disgusted as she picked up a wooden box. "You—"
She paused, turned to look behind her, and said, "It seems we don't need you. The cleanup crew has arrived."
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