Chapter 300

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"Your motives are impure, but since you also hate Garp, today I can let you live. Leave the address and then get lost."

Abel scratched his head, wondering what was going on.

He began to suspect that he had been set up by his family's intelligence agents; the old man didn't look as hot-tempered and irritable as described in the reports.

Was this going to be a wasted trip?

After some thought, he decided to provoke the man further, to liven things up.

"Pfft, idiot, how can you believe whatever others tell you."

"Hate Garp? You must be mistaken about something. Let me tell you the truth, everything I said before was to trick you."

"Actually, Garp is my uncle. Passing by here, I suddenly remembered that one of my uncle's defeated subordinates has been living in hiding in the Country of Flowers, so I wanted to see if someone who could be killed with one punch by my uncle was still alive."

"As expected, just like my uncle said, some insects just don't appreciate what they've been given. Clearly, my uncle spared your life back then, but you still want to take revenge on him. Tsk, such an ingrate!"

Boom!

Suddenly, Chinjao's aura exploded, his beard fluttering and his face contorted with rage!

It was the rare Conqueror's Haki!

Abel had successfully infuriated the 12th pillar of the Happo Navy by intentionally saying these sarcastic and harsh words.

"Garp! How! Dare! You! Insult! Me! like! This?!"

With a face like a demon and returning to his true nature, Chinjao said each word forcefully, his aura climbing with each syllable.

He didn't care whether the kid in front of him was indeed Garp's nephew or not.

Since he dared to defame and insult him, he would definitely not let him leave here alive.

In fact, Chinjao had already believed much of what Abel said. After all, no one else knew about the past.

"You're so impatient!"

"You're well into your years, yet still so foolhardy?"

"Insult you? Do you even qualify? An old man who doesn't even have the courage to stand before my uncle Garp should've been weeded out by time a long time ago."

"Today, I'll send you on your way! I'll kill you first, then take all the treasures you've hidden here. Without the 'key', you can't even open the 'treasure room door'. Keeping them is a waste, so I might as well bring them back to the Navy and consider it atonement for your life of evil."

Abel administered a strong dose of provocation, followed by another!

The 'key' and the treasure.

These were two things Pepper could never let go of in his life.

To put it in a dramatic way, they are his Achilles' heel!

Normally, no one dares to bring it up for fear of angering him.

But Abel doesn't care; his goal is to enrage the old man.

And he succeeded. Pepper is now in a state of fury, his killing intent almost tangible.

How many people has he actually killed?

But then again, it makes sense. He became a pirate before the age of 20, leading the Ocho Fleur naval forces to tyrannize the seas, committing arson, murder, and looting.

Over 40 years as a pirate, countless people have perished by his hand.

Surely no one believes the treasure buried under this icy continent was voluntarily donated by kind-hearted individuals, right?

This massive treasure was accumulated generation after generation by the pirate den from the Land of Flowers through looting from others!

So, it's only natural if it gets stolen once again.

Abel's gaze shifted, and his supreme Conqueror's Haki, unique to him, surged forth powerfully.

When the two Conqueror's Hakis clashed, the air sparked with copious black lightning, an impressive display of light pollution.

This also indicated Abel's determination!

He unleashed his Conqueror's Haki, intent on not letting his opponent leave alive.

Today, one of them must die.