About to Become a Sinner?

Lucci also felt the pressure they were giving off.

He had practically brought the entire high-end combat force of the CP9 team over, and the current situation was that a slight change would mean total annihilation!

"Retreat!" he decisively ordered.

Kalle and Blueno retreated immediately upon hearing this.

"Stop Blueno first!" Swain shouted loudly.

Norton swung his wings hard and attacked the person nearest to him.

His wings whipped out a sharp slash, but it was still a step too late! Because Norton hit the wrong person!

This couldn't really be blamed on him, since after all, he didn't know which of the three was Blueno.

He thought Swain had told him to stop the strongest one.

A door simultaneously appeared behind all three of them, allowing them to escape!

"Damn it!" Swain cursed inwardly.

He felt that this great opportunity had been wasted, and wanting to deal with these running dogs in the future probably wouldn't be easy!

"Why did only three of them come, where are the others?" Norton couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

"If they had all come, we definitely could have kept Kumadori here!"

Swain had just wanted to answer his words when he suddenly remembered something.

That's right! They must have been discussing their plan together! So where were the others?

Iceburg? The Pluton blueprints!

They had split up! One team came to capture Norton, and the other team must have gone to find Iceburg!

Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

According to the original storyline, their action against Iceburg wouldn't happen until two years later.

That was what happened when Luffy came to Water 7, and naturally the blueprints didn't fall into the hands of CP9.

His arrival now, much like the butterfly effect, was very likely to change this outcome.

If the blueprints really fell into the hands of the World Government, probably with Vegapunk's intelligence, he would definitely be able to build a copy of them.

At that time, it was feared that it would be hard for anyone to ever shake the position of the World Government.

To be exact, the position of the Celestial Dragons!

"Go guard the port first! If they flee this island, they'll inevitably head there!"

After giving his instructions, Swain flew off like a cannonball.

He had to get to Iceburg in time!

Hope I'm in time! Swain silently prayed in his heart!

This world was bound to be liberated!

He didn't want this matter to cause a qualitative improvement in the power of the World Government, because if that happened, he would be a sinner!

Rewind ten minutes.

At this time, Swain was still exchanging blows with Lucci.

Water 7, inside the mayor's office.

Iceburg, dressed in a formal suit, was handling affairs when someone knocked on the door.

Iceburg checked his watch; it was already noon. What business could there still be at this hour?

"Please come in!"

The person who entered was an exquisitely beautiful woman wearing black-framed glasses, donning black silk stockings on her long, fair legs, with golden hair draped over her shoulders, her chest heaving as she walked.

She looked extremely alluring!

"Oh, so it's Kalifa. Do you have business with me right now?" Iceburg couldn't help asking.

Kalifa was precisely his secretary, so it was normal for her to have business with him at this time.

She said in a crisp voice, "Lord Mayor! I'd like an item..."

She stopped halfway through her sentence, hesitating and leaving it unfinished.

Seeing this, Iceburg found it a bit strange. What was up with Kalifa today, who was always so prompt and decisive in her work?

Was she in heat? But that shouldn't be happening at this time of day, right?

Iceburg was filled with internal doubt.

Still, he formally said on the surface, "If there's something you want, feel free to just say so, provided it's within my power to help."

"You can certainly help me!"

"Please give me the design blueprints," Kalifa said straight to the point.

Iceburg was startled inwardly, though his expression remained unruffled.

He calmly said, "You must mean the design blueprints for the new housing. The designer will send them over this afternoon."

Kalifa directly drew a handgun and pointed it at Iceburg.

"What are you doing! Put that gun down right now and stop messing around!" Iceburg reprimanded.

Actually, he had already guessed a few things in his heart.

"Lord Mayor, stop playing dumb!"

"Hand over the Pluton blueprints, and you can live!" Kalifa said bluntly, casting aside all pretense.

Yet Iceburg was still playing dumb.

"Kumadori, come over and help Lord Mayor tighten up," Kalifa said.

At that moment, in walked a bulky man with white hair trailing down to the floor and a thick layer of white foundation painted on his face.

"Yoyoi! You've done well, Kalifa!" Kumadori said.

He tied Iceburg up with rope. Faced with two agents, Iceburg could be said to have utterly zero ability to fight back.

"Stop chattering! Hurry up and tie him down to interrogate him on where the blueprints are hidden," Kalifa said impatiently.

"Yoyoi, don't be so angry!"

Kumadori's habitual catchphrase was "yoyoi", though at this moment it made Kalifa feel irritated.

"Old man, you'd better hand over those blueprints to us right now, or else we of CP9 won't let you off!" Kumadori said fiercely.

Yet his current behavior made Iceburg find him a bit comical, like a clownish actor.

Bang, bang, bang! Kalifa delivered three punches, immediately raising three small mounds in bumps on Kumadori's head.

"You idiot, don't expose your own identity!" Kalifa was clearly not a little angry, her chest heaving up and down.

Seeing this farcical scene, Iceburg laughed out loud.

Seeing Iceburg mocking him, Kumadori grew angry as well and decided to give him a taste of his power.

Seizing an opportunity, Iceburg stood up from his office chair, used his head to butt Kumadori away, and turned sideways to crash through the glass and jump down from the upper floor.

Seeing this, Kalifa and Kumadori also hurriedly jumped down from the upper floor in pursuit of Iceburg.

Landing on the ground floor, Iceburg ran while shouting, "Help! There—there are assassins assassinating the mayor!"

Yet it was noon, and people had already gotten off work and returned to their homes; there was simply no one around in the vicinity.

"Don't waste your energy! You can't run away!" Kumadori said arrogantly.

Iceburg was also tripped to the ground by something, and everything seemed to be leaning in Kalifa's favor.

And she was confident she could squeeze the whereabouts of the design blueprints out of Iceburg's mouth!

Iceburg was anxious in his heart, regretting that he had laid off all the security guards in the first place.

Though even without the layoffs, facing two CP9 agents, it would still have been an unsolvable situation all the same.

Right at that moment, a person rapidly dropped from the sky, the impact kicking up huge clouds of dust all around them.

Only to see a handsome and upright youth standing in front of Iceburg, shielding him behind his back.

"I made it in time!" Swain said pleasantly.

Seeing someone barge in midway, Kumadori swaggered, "Yoyoi, where did this brat come from? Get lost right now, big guy!"

Frowning, Kalifa also said, "Impertinent fellow, get out of my sight immediately."

"Or else I'll make you taste my wrath!"

Looking at the beauty before him, Swain couldn't help teasing, "Can you really let me taste you?"

"Bastard!"

She executed a backflip, attempting to use the sharp heels of her shoes to pierce Swain's jaw.

However, she was caught firmly by her long legs by Swain, leaving her unable to move an inch!

As long as Swain swept his eyes downward, everything about her could be exposed right before his eyes.

Still, he had no mind to look at all.

"You're sexual harassing me!" Kalifa said with a blushing face.

Swain: ???

He tossed her out with a single throw.

Kumadori also seized the chance to launch a sneak attack on Swain.

"Shigan!"

Without even looking at him, Swain stomped his foot, and a powerful shockwave blasted Kumadori flying away!

"Are you alright?" Swain asked in greeting.

"I'm... I'm fine! Thank you!" Iceburg said.

Looking at the powerhouse who had saved him, Iceburg felt that this day was truly too magical.

Meanwhile, not far from Water 7, a tall, thin man was gradually approaching the city. He was riding a bicycle, and the surface of the water beneath his wheels was freezing into thick, solid ice.