"Enough talk. Let's get started. If you want to capture me, beat me first."
Jiang Siming shouted at Smoker.
Smoker had a cigar clenched between his teeth, and anger flickered in his eyes.
He was a dignified Navy captain, and no one had ever treated him with such contempt.
He had just failed to capture Luffy because he had accidentally let him slip away.
And Luffy's bounty was far lower than Jiang Siming's.
So Smoker decided that if he was going to make a move, he had to go all out, lest his opponent escape again.
"Sir, he seems to have suffered a very serious injury. Could the strange phenomenon just now have been caused by him?"
Tashigi, the female Navy officer beside him, spoke in a low voice.
Smoker froze. A trace of suspicion flashed through his eyes, but he quickly dismissed it.
How old was this young man? Could he really possess such ability? He absolutely refused to believe it.
"You won't escape today even if you grow wings! White Dash!"
Smoker attacked. His entire body transformed into a stream of white smoke, instantly spreading across the entire street.
The white smoke seemed like a swamp. Anyone entangled in it would sink deep into the mire, unable to move their limbs.
Smoker was a Devil Fruit user.
Smoke was ethereal and elusive, allowing him to easily evade enemy attacks while also taking physical form. It was one of the strongest Devil Fruit abilities.
Luffy had been caught by the white smoke earlier and had been completely unable to move, so he had been obediently taken to the execution platform.
If not for his father's rescue, Luffy might truly have died.
For a Logia-type Devil Fruit user like Smoker, the only way to attack him was to possess an