Send You All to Heaven

Iceburg had decided to go down fighting. The blueprints simply were not with him, and nothing these people said could change that fact.

"You want the blueprints? They're not with me."

"What did you say?"

Fukurou stared at Iceburg with wide eyes. This man had wasted so much of their time, only to say that?

"I'm saying I don't have what you want. Kill me or torture me, do whatever you want, but I can't give you something I don't have."

"You dared to toy with us!"

Fukurou leaped into the air and kicked Iceburg in the stomach.

Iceburg spat out a mouthful of blood, his face twisted in pain. He sat on the ground with his head lowered, saying nothing.

He might really die here.

Fortunately, Franky still did not know about this. Otherwise, who knew what might happen?

"I'll kill you!"

Fukurou looked furious. Veins bulged across his forehead, making him look terrifying.

Iceburg closed his eyes, ready to face death, but the pain he expected never came.

Just like last time, someone stood in front of him. That same figure, that silver hair—it told Iceburg that he had come.

"Moyun!"

"Yeah, it's me. I'm here. Sorry, I got delayed on the way."

When Moyun turned around and saw the blood on Iceburg, a trace of guilt flashed through his eyes.

If he had arrived a little earlier, Iceburg would not have had to stall them for so long.

He had already done incredibly well to hold out this much.

"Step back. Leave these two to me."

"Who are you? That Moyun?"

Fukurou looked at Moyun expressionlessly. This brat had ruined his plans. Otherwise, Iceburg would have been dead already.

Wait, wasn't the woman beside Moyun Nico Robin?

She had delivered herself right to them. How interesting.

"Nico