Reincarnated in One Piece - Chapter 14
“Mr. Zeff.”
“Thank you.”
Zeff accepted the cake but didn’t eat it.
Tang An maintained his smile, cut himself a piece, and, after clinking their slices together, began eating alongside Sanji.
Only after Tang An had finished his slice, roughly the size of a bowl, did he see Zeff take a bite.
Zeff was indeed cautious.
But as the saying goes, “The waves of the Yangtze River push forward, and the waves behind die on the beach.”
Before all this, Tang An had already taken the antidote.
This spicy laxative only required a single drop to drain a person’s strength completely. To ensure everything went smoothly, Tang An poured the entire bottle of laxative into the cake while Sanji wasn’t looking.
This laxative was colorless and tasteless, much like water. With approximately 500 milliliters in the bottle, just one scoop from Zeff contained at least two drops.
The key was that Zeff ate the entire scoop.
“Wait… I need to go to the restroom.”
Gradually, people started feeling the effects, clutching their butts as they shuffled towards the restroom.
“Pff…”
A foul odor suddenly filled the hall, and the previously lively atmosphere died instantly as everyone’s attention turned to a waiter.
“Pff… pff…”
There was no resisting it. It was like a lit fuse igniting a string of firecrackers; a series of explosive sounds followed.
The entire hall was soon filled with a nauseating stench.
“What’s going on?”
Paddy collapsed on the floor, his pants filled with yellow muck. His “daisy” felt like it was being roasted over a fire, an unbearable burning sensation. He had no strength left and felt completely drained.
“Paddy.”
“Carne, what’s happening to everyone?”
Sanji’s face turned blue, barely managing to stay conscious due to the overwhelming smell.
But before he could take two steps, he clutched his stomach and collapsed, losing all strength.
“The cake is poisoned.”
Zeff, too, succumbed, looking at Tang An as he lay on the floor.
Tang An was the only one still standing.
Calmly setting down his plate, Tang An blocked his nose with a tissue and drew a Type 92 pistol with his right hand.
“Mr. Tang… Mr. Tang An?”
Sanji’s voice trembled.
“Bang!”
Tang An, with a calm expression, shot at Zeff first, aiming to eliminate the most significant threat.
Even though Zeff had no strength, he forcibly moved, causing the bullet to hit his shoulder.
“Damn.”
A fierce aura emanated from Zeff like a wild beast.
Tang An didn’t approach, fearing the spicy laxative might not have worked as expected. If Zeff suddenly attacked, Tang An wouldn’t stand a chance.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Three more shots rang out, all aimed at Zeff’s vital points.
“Head Chef.”
“Old man.”
Sanji and the others, eyes wide with horror, watched as blood holes appeared on Zeff’s forehead and face, struggling to move.
Tang An could now safely approach.
The incident with Luffy had taught him a lesson. He aimed the fifth shot at point-blank range, firing into Zeff’s head.
Blood and brain matter splattered, covering Tang An’s hand.
Zeff was now beyond saving.
“Why?”
Sanji wasn’t afraid, just furious.
Staring at Tang An, who had a gun to his forehead, he demanded an answer.
“Bang!”
Tang An’s response was another gunshot.
As his consciousness faded, Tang An’s calm face blurred.
Why?
“This is the best dessert I’ve ever had. Sanji, you’re a genius. You’ll be the world’s greatest chef.”
Why did Mr. Tang An, who said these words, want to kill him?
“Bang!”
Tang An fired again, destroying the back of Sanji’s head.
Ten bullets, with only one left.
After killing Zeff and Sanji, Tang An picked up a cake knife, his face emotionless, and walked towards the others.
Eradicating every trace had always been Tang An’s survival rule.
A few minutes later, the hall was filled with blood and stench. From start to finish, Tang An hadn’t said a word.
He had seen enough movies and read enough novels to know that many villains lost because they talked too much, giving the protagonist a chance to fight back.
He wouldn’t make such a low-level mistake.
First, kill the protagonist; then, you can do whatever you want. Isn’t that better?
Why invite your death?
Ten minutes later, a small procurement boat left the Baratie.
It was the sea restaurant’s supply boat. Tang An had loaded it with some treasures and food, and with a map in hand, he set off.
This was all part of Tang An’s plan, gleaned from Carne, Paddy, and others, learning the surrounding islands’ routes and how to operate the supply boat.
Without these preparations, Tang An wouldn’t have acted so quickly.
Behind him, the Baratie was engulfed in flames and would soon sink into the sea.
Killing and burning without leaving a trace, without hesitation, straightforward and clean…
This was what made a qualified, outstanding villain.
Sitting cross-legged on the deck, Tang An pulled up the interface.
“Successfully hunted Vinsmoke Sanji, an important supporting character in the One Piece world. Based on the circumstances, you are rewarded with three dice rolls, and your luck stat is increased by one.”
Looking at the message, Tang An sneered.
It was identical to the previous ones, but the names were changed.
This “circumstantial reward” was obviously fixed at three rolls.
Are you playing word games?
Additionally, Zeff should have been a minor supporting character, at least! Yet, not even a ripple.
This was an insult to Zeff.
A side character wasn’t a person? Especially one who significantly influenced a critical supporting character’s life.
The dice, fist-sized, began to spin and jump, landing on two.
Tang An didn’t use his luck stat.
The model airplane roared past, and as the blinding light faded, an item appeared before Tang An.
“A bottle of Ymir’s Bloodline Potion.”
“Description: Drink it to obtain half the bloodline of Ymir, the progenitor of Titans (Eldian), with no side effects…”
Attack on Titan?
Half of Ymir’s bloodline?
Tang An frowned at the potion.
He knew Attack on Titan, a once-banned popular anime.
In the Attack on Titan world, this potion would be significant.
He could drink this potion, inject the spinal fluid of a mindless Titan, and then eat one of the Nine Titans to become an intelligent Titan.
Maybe becoming an intelligent Titan would give him an extra 13 years to live.
But in the One Piece world, what use was this potion?
Tang An continued rolling the dice, and the model airplane flew three spaces.
He still didn’t use his luck stat.
“Black elastic boxer briefs.”
“Description: A man’s last line of defense, with super elasticity and ventilation, made from… capable of self-repair and instant dressing.”
One last chance.
Tang An quickly rolled the dice to distract himself, fearing he’d lose control if he focused on the underwear.
Damn, the boxer briefs, the last line of defense; screw that!
The dice stopped at six.
The airplane roared past, and this time, Tang An used his luck stat.
As the light faded, Tang An’s grim expression softened slightly at the sight of the item.
“A Senzu Bean.”
“Description: A miraculous food from Dragon Ball. One bean can keep you full for ten days, repair damaged limbs, and restore physical strength and energy almost instantly, bringing the body back to peak condition. Ineffective against diseases.”
Undoubtedly, this Senzu Bean was equivalent to a second life, worth more than gold.
The only downside was its ineffectiveness against diseases.
But considering that even Goku died of heart disease, Tang An accepted it.
After all, that was Goku, someone who could destroy Earth with a single blast, dying of heart disease!
What a twist…
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