Robbery (3)

The man in the suit looked dejected and sighed deeply. They were all the young master's subordinates and had no choice but to obey his orders. If they disobeyed, the young master would likely eliminate them without mercy.

"Understood, but we must also be on guard. With repeated provocations, Fanxin isn't crazy; he'll definitely see through our scheme. Once he finds us, then..." The man in the suit stopped thinking and said solemnly.

The man in the black jacket nodded, took a few deep drags on his cigar, and said, "We're well hidden; he probably won't find us. Even if he does, we can immediately activate the escape system. That's faster than a mermaid's speed—mermaids are the fastest swimmers in the world, you know."

He then laughed smugly, clearly very confident in his escape system.

"Hmm, but I heard that Fanxin is a member of the Soul Clan. What should we do if he uses the Soul Clan Secret Technique?" The man in the suit posed a difficult question. Upon hearing this, the man in the black jacket immediately lost his smile, which was replaced by a serious expression.

They already knew Fanxin's identity; it had been confirmed that he was a member of the Soul Clan. This was a tricky identity because members of the Soul Clan could fight using soul forms invisible to the naked eye. If you couldn't see through his soul form, how easy would it be to deal with him?

The man in the black jacket took several puffs of his cigar, the smoke swirling around him and making his surroundings increasingly blurry. He remained silent for a long time, clearly helpless against Fanxin's identity.

The man in the suit felt even more anxious as he watched the man in the black jacket remain silent for a long time. He paced back and forth, appearing quite agitated.

"We have to evacuate, at least for now." The man in the suit paced back and forth a few times, then stopped, looked at the man in the black jacket, and said firmly.

"You think Fanxin has arrived, right?" The man in the black jacket raised his head, his black eyes gleaming with a chilling light. The man in the black suit trembled, unable to meet his gaze.

"I don't know, but I'm very uneasy. I have a feeling that something bad is about to happen," the man in the black suit said.

The man in the jacket finished his cigar, stomped the butt on it, stood up, straightened his clothes, and said as he walked away, "Since that's how it is, then I'll do as you say!"

The man in the suit breathed a sigh of relief. Leaving for now meant Fanxin would at least return empty-handed. Once Fanxin lowered his guard, they could return and continue their schemes to harm him.

He patted his chest to calm his trembling heart. Picking up his package, he prepared to leave.

However, after taking only a few steps, he bumped into the back of the man in the black jacket walking in front of him, his nose was hit, and tears streamed down his face.

He clutched his nose in pain, looking at the man in the jacket with teary eyes, and snapped angrily, "What are you doing? Why did you suddenly stop?"

"We can't leave, he's here." The man in the black jacket turned around, a helpless look on his face.

"Him? Who is he!" the man in the suit asked instinctively. He didn't think much of it because he was currently focused on his nose, checking if it had been knocked crooked.

"Didn't you just say that?" The man in the black jacket smiled wryly. He felt that this guy was a jinx; he had just spoken of the devil, and the devil appeared.

"What? Fanxin... he's here?" The man in the suit was startled, his whole body trembled, and the package in his hand fell to the ground, but he didn't care about it.

"However, just now, I used my Haki to investigate and inadvertently detected Fanxin's whereabouts. He's nearby, and he's not invisible anymore," the man in the black jacket said. "There are also hundreds of Diamond Beast surrounding our submarine. Our escape system can only be used when there are no obstacles. If we rush over now, we'll be attacked and will likely be destroyed in the end."

The man in the suit's expression changed, his eyes filled with fear and unease, and his legs trembled uncontrollably, as if he were in an ice cellar.

Seeing the man's sorry state, the man in the black jacket shook his head and said calmly, "Good luck to you. We're about to start fighting."

He twisted his neck and walked outside step by step. The man in the suit slumped to the ground, limp and lifeless, like a deflated balloon, utterly devoid of spirit.

Fanxin has come looking for him, and he's bound to seek revenge. But he doesn't know martial arts; how will he deal with it? Besides, even if he did know martial arts, he wouldn't be a match for Fanxin as powerful as Fan Xin.

"I shouldn't have come, I shouldn't have come." The man in the suit looked distressed. This time, he had volunteered, but he never expected to be so unlucky, encountering this kind of trouble as soon as he arrived.

This time, he's very likely finished.

"No matter what, I must live, I absolutely must." The man in the suit, drawing courage from who-knows-where, stood up, tidied himself up, and then followed them out.

He quickly arrived at the submarine's entrance. The man in the black jacket and numerous other workers were all dressed formally, carrying various types of weapons. They glanced at the man in the suit as he approached, then looked away. They appeared calm and composed, showing no sign of tension, clearly having frequently walked the line between life and death.

The man in the suit chuckled dryly, stood behind the man in the black jacket, tilted his head, and cast his gaze at the tempered glass door. It was a transparent door through which one could clearly see what was happening outside.

He spotted dozens of monsters not far from the submarine at a glance, and on the monster at the very front, he saw a familiar figure sitting there calmly.

"Fan... Xin?" The man in the suit swallowed hard, his expression unnatural. The other party had come looking for them, and they were in big trouble.

He glanced around and, seeing the pitifully small group of a dozen or so people, his expression turned even more grim. The number of beasts over there was several times theirs, and there was also an incredibly powerful individual among them.

It will be very difficult for them to escape from the other side.

"Wait, that's right, why can Fanxin survive in the water?" The man in the suit was stunned. He didn't see any bubbles or anything like that on Fanxin. Humans need to wear bubbles or diving suits to survive in the ocean. Otherwise, they would suffocate.

But Fanxin had neither of these things on him, yet he jumped directly into the sea. Wasn't he afraid of dying?

The man in the black jacket also noticed this, his brow furrowing slightly. He asked, "Could he be Fish-Man?"

Fish-Man and mermaids can now live freely in the seabed; they are not afraid of seawater.

Immediately, the man in the black jacket shook his head in denial, saying, "No, that kid is a member of the Soul Clan, he's definitely not Fish-Man. But what kind of ability does he have?"

"It must be a different body he's in." The man in the suit rummaged through his bag and pulled out a book. The book was very old, probably quite a few years old. He opened it and happened to land on the page about the Soul Clan. After reading for a while, he looked up and said.

That book recorded all sorts of strange and unusual things, mostly about Devil Fruit, but also many unusual families. The Soul Clan was naturally included as well, though only briefly, suggesting that the person who recorded it didn't have a deep enough understanding of the Soul Clan.

"The Soul Clan is indeed extraordinary." The man in the black suit was surprised for a moment, but then his brows furrowed even more. He said, "Their ability to survive in the sea is quite disadvantageous for us. Once they smash the ship, we'll probably all become their prisoners."

"What should we do?" The man in the suit felt a chill run down his spine, and his lips began to tremble. He had no martial arts skills whatsoever, and he couldn't even swim. If he were thrown into the sea, he would probably be completely finished.

"There are diving suits over there, but they can only keep you alive. If they want to kill you, then..." The man in the black jacket glanced at him, sighed, and said, "I can't save you either."

Faced with Fanxin formidable Fan Xin, he was helpless. After all, the opponent's strength was simply too great; he was already incredibly lucky to have survived.

Upon hearing this, the man in the suit didn't hesitate, quickly put on his diving suit, and then waited behind him.

The man in the black jacket didn't hesitate any longer. He picked up the microphone and shouted, "Fanxin, what are you doing here? We don't seem to have any grudges against each other."

He planned to renege on his debt and deny everything, hoping that this would drive Fanxin away. Of course, he was only trying his luck; after all that had happened, even a fool could guess that someone was sabotaging them.

Moreover, given their profound understanding of Fanxin matters, how could Fanxin not have considered it?

"Enmity? Heh, I'm a pirate. Do you think I need a reason or animosity to cause you trouble?" Fanxin Xin chuckled, his face full of sarcasm.

The man in the jacket froze, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. Yes, the other party was a pirate. Does he need a reason to attack someone? He didn't. Pirates are just that unscrupulous.

He gave a wry smile and said, "Alright, but you have to give us a reason."

"You know perfectly well," Fanxin said coldly. "You dared to plot against me like this, you should know what I'm capable of. So, you'd better not resist and honestly tell me who your backing is."

The man in the black jacket gave a wry smile; he knew exactly why Fanxin had come. He glanced at everyone and said, "All of you, grit your teeth and don't tell anyone, understand? Otherwise, the young master will kill us."

"Yes." Everyone tensed up and nodded in agreement.

The man in the black jacket finally fixed his gaze on the man in the suit. The man in the suit, feeling uneasy under his gaze, chuckled dryly and said, "Don't worry, I won't say anything more."

"I hope so. If you tell anyone, you'll face the consequences," the man in the black jacket said coldly. He didn't want to ruin them all because of the man in the suit.

The man in the suit nodded, but then his expression turned sour as he said, "However, while I have agreed, I cannot guarantee that I will not leak the information."

The man in the jacket raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "So, you're going to tell me in the end, aren't you?"

The man in the suit waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "It's not that I wanted to say this, but the Soul Clan can absorb other people's souls and obtain their memories. If he merges with the soul of any one of us, we can't guarantee that the news won't leak out, unless..."

Everyone's hearts tightened, and the man in the black jacket asked repeatedly, "Unless what?"

The man in the suit's expression darkened, and he said sorrowfully, "Unless we commit suicide now and let our souls dissipate into the air, then he won't be able to get any information from us."

Upon hearing this, everyone was unsettled. They looked at each other, bewildered. They weren't afraid of dying in battle, but asking them to commit suicide was rather embarrassing.

After all, they've all been living on the edge, so they won't easily admit defeat.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" the man in the black jacket said in a deep voice.

The man in the suit said calmly, "Yes, I'm not mistaken, it's true."

"This is troublesome." The man in the black jacket scratched his head in frustration. To avoid the news leaking out, they had to die, which was far too difficult for them. After all, death was one of the hardest choices to make.

If they were killed in battle, perhaps they wouldn't have so many lingering thoughts, but asking them to hold a knife and slit their own throats is something they truly cannot do.

"Yes, what should we do if they cause us trouble?" the man in the suit asked.

Upon hearing this, the man in the black jacket stared at the man in the suit's neck. This action terrified the man in the suit, turning him deathly pale and nearly spitting out his own soul. He thought the man in the black jacket was going to attack him first.

However, to his relief, the other person quickly looked away and gazed elsewhere.

"Forget it, let's fight. I told you long ago that the young master's actions were inappropriate, but he wouldn't listen, thinking he could handle Fanxin." The man in the black jacket sighed deeply and said, "If it really gets out, there's nothing we can do. However, we absolutely cannot commit suicide; that would be too pointless."

"That's right." Everyone nodded in agreement, their expressions quite firm.

The man in the suit nodded in agreement and said, "Of course, then let's fight."

"Alright, let me explain. If they continue to be aggressive, then we'll have no choice but to take action," the man in the black jacket said.

Having said that, he no longer hesitated and looked at Fanxin not far away again, saying, "Our backer is Blackbeard. He's the one who ordered us to set you up and target you. If you want revenge, then go over there."

"Blackbeard?" Fanxin's eyes darted around, and he chuckled, "I'm still not entirely convinced. How about this, let me perform a soul search, then I'll be completely at ease."