It Was Time to Hit the Road, Capone Family Head!

A wide crossfire zone lay between the Navy and the mafia positions, bullets flying everywhere.

But it was no problem for Jogo.

As the "Spy" Trait was equipped, Conqueror's Haki blanketed the entire battlefield.

For a moment, no matter which side they belonged to, anyone who saw Jogo instinctively assumed he was one of their own.

Jogo's surroundings immediately came under far less fire.

Combined with his incredible speed, he crossed the crossfire zone before anyone could react and plunged straight into the mafia camp.

"Ha! Did you escape death?"

Behind bullet-riddled cargo crates, four gangsters saw Jogo rush over and welcomed him with loud laughter.

Just as they were about to hand him a gun, they suddenly spotted the Navy uniform beneath his suit and their eyes widened.

"You..."

Jogo had no time to talk. He quickly stripped off his clothes, glanced at them, and unleashed Conqueror's Haki around all four at once.

They shut their eyes and collapsed limply.

Jogo reached out to catch the one in front and swiftly changed clothes.

A few minutes later, a figure dressed in an authentic Sunflower Island hoodlum outfit darted out from behind cover and sprinted toward the entrance of Dark Harbor.

He encountered plenty of challenges along the way.

"Which gang are you from? Why are you running around?" a frightened gang member asked from behind cover.

Trait switch:

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Conqueror's Haki (Awakened)

Equipped Traits: "Spy (Blue)" "Hoodlum (White)"

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"Wild Dog Gang, Qiao Yi!"

"Go report it!"

After running a few more steps, a supervising Capone Family member raised a gun at him.

"Who are you? Trying to run away..."

Trait switch!

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Equipped Traits: "Flower-Flower Fruit (Gold)" "Spy (Blue)"

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The family member rolled his eyes and collapsed.

A few minutes later, Jogo successfully rushed out of Dark Harbor.

The streets were in chaos. Black vehicles packed the roads, and countless gangsters gathered from across Sunflower Island rode in Capone Family cars to join the battle.

Five gang members carrying rifles had just gotten out of a black car.

Whoosh!

Jogo smoothly slipped into the front passenger seat, pulled the door shut, let out a breath, and removed his hat.

The Capone Family driver froze. "Who are you?"

Were you from the Capone Family?

How could you just get in so naturally?

"Who I am isn't important."

Jogo adjusted the rearview mirror toward himself, casually fixed his hair, and loosened the shirt collar that was squeezing his neck a little too tightly.

"What matters is that I'm going to meet an esteemed guest."

"And you're going to tell me the Capone Family's secrets—for example, how strong the Capone Family head is, where you keep prisoners... and where Capone Bege's hideout is."

The Capone Family driver understood.

So he was just some little punk!

He sneered disdainfully. "How could I possibly betray the Capone Family?"

Before his other hand could reach his gun, Jogo's hand was already on his shoulder. Jogo turned to look at him. "Think carefully before you answer. I don't have much time."

Trait switch:

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Equipped Traits: "Otherworldly Soul (Silver)" "Historian (Blue)"

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Historian had a certain chance of making those affected by Conqueror's Haki recall the most terrifying experience of their lives.

The chance was not high.

In previous tests, triggering it once out of ten attempts was already considered good.

Fortunately, Jogo possessed the powerful control granted by Otherworldly Soul—if probability was not enough, then quantity would make up for it!

In an instant, the driver felt as though the man before him had begun to "flicker."

It was not that Jogo was glowing.

It was a strange, instinctive kind of "flickering"!

Conqueror's Haki output: 1%

Frequency: 10 times per second

And so,

In the blink of an eye, the driver had returned to a gunfight with another family from a year ago.

Gunfire erupted in the darkness.

A bullet tore into the back of his thigh. In agonizing pain, he crawled forward with difficulty, dragging a long trail of blood across the ground.

Run, run... he screamed inwardly.

A pistol pressed against the back of his head.

Overwhelming terror rose in his heart.

"No... I don't want to die..." He squeezed his eyes shut.

The next second, when he opened them, he had returned to his youth, before joining the Capone Family.

He looked at the shabby little house.

Unease quietly welled up inside him.

While he stood there in a daze, vicious-looking gangsters kicked open his front door. Laughing loudly, they dragged his parents out like livestock, while sounds of pleading and guns being cocked came from outside.

"No, this isn't right..."

"Come back... come back!!"

He desperately lunged toward the doorway.

The third second, he fell onto a soft bed in a church.

When he raised his head, his hands and feet had become tiny and childlike.

He tilted his head up.

In the cramped room, candlelight swayed and the cross cast a shadow.

The bishop, once so kind, removed his clothes. A twisted, horrifying gleam shone in his eyes as he said, "Ah~ You're awake, child. Then let's do it again. The Lord will forgive me!"

"Ah!!!"

Five seconds later, the driver roared, tears and snot streaming down his face as he clutched his head and slammed it hard into the steering wheel.

"Stop, stop it!!!"

Jogo withdrew his hand and reined in his Conqueror's Haki, his voice cold.

"Now, take me to Capone Bege's hideout."

"Yes... yes..."

The car started.

The driver wept bitterly, not even bothering to wipe his nose as he stomped on the accelerator without hesitation.

The scenery outside the window rapidly receded.

Jogo rested an elbow against the car window. The wind stirred the loose strands of hair over his forehead, but his face showed little emotion.

Panicked pedestrians flowed past him. Some looked around curiously, some talked loudly, and others desperately tried to get away from Dark Harbor.

The crowd was like ants.

Trait switch:

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Equipped Traits: "Otherworldly Soul (Silver)" "Leaving the Nest (White)"

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As the car moved forward, Conqueror's Haki spread out in full.

Pedestrians walking down the street, gangsters running around, passing dogs... they all fell one after another like wheat being cut down.

If someone could look down from above Sunflower Island, they would see a small circle moving with the speeding black car at its center.

Everywhere it passed fell silent.

And the circle's diameter was gradually expanding.

One meter... two meters... three meters...

Inside a luxurious office in a low-rise building.

The sounds of people collapsing came one after another from the corridor.

The Capone Family head staggered, nearly falling onto the desk.

He clutched his head, feeling that immense pressure seemingly directed straight at his soul. A flash of horror crossed his eyes. "What... is this?"

"It's Conqueror's Haki!"

The bodyguard beside him spoke uneasily.

"There's a powerful person nearby!"

A powerful person?

A sense of foreboding flashed through the Capone Family head's heart.

"Damn it, is it the Navy?"

News of the Navy's attack on Dark Harbor had only just reached him, and now a powerful person was approaching. The Navy must have discovered his location!

"How did they find out?!"

"Was it an accident?"

"Damn it!"

To keep this trip secret, he had left most of his forces back at the main family estate!

The intense sense of danger made his scalp tingle.

He hurriedly stood and ordered the two bodyguards specially brought from the main family.

"Pack up immediately. We can't stay on Sunflower Island. We're leaving at once!"

As the Capone Family head, he had naturally not spent all those days hiding on Sunflower Island doing nothing.

He had brought a large number of ledgers and important documents from the family.

Now, all of it had to be packed up and taken away.

The three of them immediately began hurriedly packing.

"Should we notify Young Master Bege?"

"Notify him. Tell him to abandon that shipment and withdraw immediately!"

"Yes... he's already been informed. Young Master Bege said he'll come right away."

"Should we bring those Acne Pirates along?"

"Why bring those burdens? They're just a Historian. I have plenty of ways to deal with them!"

The three worked frantically and packed two large suitcases.

Just then, the office door was suddenly pushed open.

A figure with his hat brim pulled low burst into the office.

The two bodyguards instantly drew their guns.

When they saw the familiar figure, they relaxed. Though still somewhat puzzled, they lowered their guns and snapped, "What is it?"

"Don't you know this office isn't somewhere you can enter whenever you want?"

The man said urgently, "We found that Historian!!"

The Capone Family head froze. "Where?"

"Right here!" Jogo took off his hat and smiled at the three of them.

The instant they clearly saw Jogo's face, the two bodyguards beside the Capone Family head turned pale.

They finally realized what had been wrong.

Under suppression from Conqueror's Haki of this level, how could anyone else in this building still be standing apart from the three of them?

But why had he seemed familiar to them on an instinctive level?

They would never have the chance to figure that out in this lifetime.

During those two seconds of stunned silence, Jogo had already raised his hand and twisted it fiercely toward the three of them.

Trait switch:

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Equipped Traits: "Flower-Flower Fruit (Gold)" "Otherworldly Soul (Silver)"

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—Hundred Flowers Wither: Ten-Ring Dance!

Haki output: 1000%

"It's time to hit the road, Capone Family Head!"