"What exactly are you? Why are you meddling in my business?!" Crocodile shouted at Chen Fan unwillingly as he knelt on the ground.
Chen Fan casually planted the two swords before Crocodile, then crouched down and looked at him. "I'm just a passerby who doesn't like the look of you. But don't you recognize these two swords?"
Crocodile fought down the urge to pass out, his eyes fixed firmly on Chen Fan.
"The owners of these two swords were from the Kingdom Army and the Rebel Army. They each stabbed the other's sword into the other's heart, all because of your bullshit plan. Oh, and there's one more important thing—I can't stand seeing women cry, especially beautiful women!" Chen Fan rose to his feet after saying that.
"Pfft!" Crocodile spat out a mouthful of blood, then collapsed onto the ground and passed out. Sometimes, Chen Fan's words were sharper than blades.
Just as Chen Fan was about to use his cards to extract the Devil Fruit from Crocodile's body, Vivi suddenly ran over. "Chen Fan, the bomb is up on that clock tower, and it's about to explode! There are less than ten seconds left!"
Hearing Vivi, Chen Fan stopped what he was doing and put away the cards. He could extract the Devil Fruit whenever he wanted; Crocodile was still some distance from death. Handling the bomb came first. He had actually forgotten about the bomb just now. Luckily, he had taken Crocodile down beforehand, or this would have been troublesome.
Chen Fan also spotted the distant clock tower. Two people stood atop it, apparently waiting for the time to come before detonating the bomb. Two complete idiots—once it exploded, they would die too.
"...!"
Chen Fan stomped down, cracking and collapsing the ground beneath his feet. Using his