Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a ghost doll shot out of his palm again, piercing through Mercer's body.

"Huh?" Perona was even more confused. "Why isn't it working again? What's wrong with you? It works one minute and then it doesn't work the next?"

Mercer stood up with a dark expression, reached his left hand through Perona's spirit chest, pinched her physical cheek, and lifted her up.

Right fist raised high.

Duang~

He smacked her hard on the head, and as a large meat bun appeared, Mercer let out a heavy sigh.

Perona's spirit face was filled with pain as she exclaimed, "You...you actually hit me?"

He hurriedly shoved his upper body back inside, and the next second he covered his head with both hands and screamed in pain.

His entire body writhed like a maggot in Moses's hands.

"This is a one-time exception. If you attack me again, I'll beat you up again."

Mercer released her face and said fiercely.

Perona nodded with a mournful face and a look of sympathy, "I was wrong, okay?"

Messer pouted. "Let's go, Crow is getting impatient."

After glancing at the crow Da Bao circling in the sky, Mercer followed closely behind.

Perona sniffed, glared fiercely at Mercer, then her eyes darted around, and she seemed to have thought of something before she secretly chuckled.

He quickly got up and followed.

……

"Is it them?"

Mercer crouched in a corner of the ruins, watching a group of mafia members in suits, ties, and sunglasses carrying guns a hundred meters away.

Looking at their group, Mercer's eyes widened in surprise as he spotted a "familiar" figure—short and chubby.

Although he saw someone he "knew," Moses' attention was not on him, but on a group of people walking towards him from a distance.

One of the men, who seemed to be the leader, was carrying a briefcase, which, unsurprisingly, contained a Devil Fruit.

Before long, the two groups gathered together, chatting about something, but all of them had smiles on their faces.

Moses then looked at Perona, who was also looking surprised, and said simply:

"You heard what Ya Dabao was talking about regarding their Devil Fruit deal, right? Do you want to help me?"

Perona glared at Mercer and muttered under her breath, "Have you no shame? You hit me just now, and now you're asking me for help."

At this point, she changed the subject, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Moses:

"You want me to help you? Fine, but let me hit you back later?"

Mercer smiled and reached out to press down on Ya Da Bao's head beside him: "Deal."

"Then Peipei, you first leave your body and go underground, then use your negative spirit to take them all down. Ya Dabao, you fall from the sky, grab your suitcase and run."

Then, Pepe, you continue to keep their negative state alive with the negative spirits. I'll run away with your physical body, and two minutes later, your spirit will return on its own. That's my battle plan. Do you understand?

Oh, by the way, Pepe, can your spirit form burrow into the ground?

Ya Dabao nodded.

“It is possible, but…” Perona looked at Mercer with some doubt and pointed to herself:

"Pepe? Are you calling me?"

Mercer rolled her eyes at her. "Who else should I call if not you? Do we have anyone else here whose name contains the character 'Pei'?"

Perona blinked, then suddenly covered her mouth and laughed, "When did we become so close? We're even using pet names now? How come I didn't know?"

Mercer's face darkened, and he said speechlessly, "Alright then, Perona."

"No." Perona reached out and covered Mercer's mouth, chuckling softly, "It sounds quite nice. Fine, I'll reluctantly agree to let you call me that."

"Oh, right, remember to protect my body later. Once my spirit leaves my body, I won't be able to move."

As soon as he finished speaking, Moses saw that the transaction had already begun on the other side. He opened his briefcase, and a strange-looking fruit appeared inside.

At that moment, Messer patted Perona on the head: "Now's the time, let's begin the operation. Pepe, go!"

Perona shook her head helplessly, then fell towards Mercer, hitting her head on the ground.

Perona, her spirit separated from her body, watched this scene with eyes practically blazing with fury, and screamed softly, "Mercy, you bastard! Is this how you take care of my body?"

Mercer gave an awkward smile. "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention. Okay, okay, I know I was wrong. You can set off now."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Perona by the back of her neck, pulling her up to lean against him. Perona watched this scene, snorted, and then her spirit disappeared into the ground.

Mercer glanced at Ya Dabao, who also looked over. He immediately transformed into a free-range chicken, quickly went to the other side, and a few seconds later, soared into the sky from another ruin.

A distance of 100 meters won't take long.

Twenty seconds later.

Mercer watched as a head and a small hand emerged from a corner behind the two groups, and then four ghost dolls flew quickly over, skimming the ground.

One, two, three.

Kneel down kneel down kneel down

Someone noticed the problem and exclaimed in surprise, but immediately knelt down.

Within seconds, all thirty-odd people knelt down, uttering incomprehensible sounds.

The leader, who was carrying a briefcase, also knelt down, the briefcase fell to the ground, and the Devil Fruit inside rolled out.

Mercer watched as several ghostly dolls continued to crawl in and out of their bodies.

"Tsk, the mechanism is just unreasonable. I wonder if Armament Haki can defend against it."

Should we go back and try with Grandpa? His domineering abilities are definitely formidable.

Shaking his head and focusing on the scene, Moses watched as Crow Da Bao descended from the sky, its claws grabbing the Devil Fruit before it shot back into the air.

Upon witnessing this scene.

A smile played on Moses' lips.

He lifted Perona's arm with his left hand, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and grabbed her leg with his right hand, quickly leaving the area.

Two minutes later.

Perona looked at the men in suits and thought for a moment: "Is it time? It's about time, I've already counted to 128 seconds. Hmm, give them one more shot."

One after another, ghostly dolls with eerie laughter circled around them before disappearing, leaving only extremely negative whispers in the surrounding air.

If someone who didn't know better came over, they might think they were performing some kind of cult ritual.

A few minutes later.

As the first person got up, one after another the men in black suits got up, looking at each other with unspoken embarrassment in their eyes.

A strange atmosphere filled the air around them.

After a brief silence,

A short, stout man in a striped black suit looked at the empty briefcase on the floor and spoke calmly:

"Tell me, can this deal still go through? Your Devil Fruit has been stolen. How does your Ishu family intend to compensate us?"

At this moment, the leader of the Ishu family spoke up awkwardly:

"You don't think we leaked the information, do you, Capone Becky?"

“I didn’t say anything, but since the item was lost before it was even handed to me, it’s not my responsibility. You guys take responsibility,” Capone Bege said calmly.

The leader said with a frustrated expression:

"Let's leave it at that for now. We'll contact each other again in a day. Just to make it clear beforehand, this was an accident. You know the reputation of the Ishu family; we would never do something like this."

Capone Bege raised an eyebrow and simply said, "Then that's settled. I hope you're sincere, otherwise..."

The leader, looking aggrieved, said, "Don't worry, I'll get back to you in a day."

……

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Perona yelled in a frenzy, "You bastard, is this how you protect me? Can't you just carry me?"

Are you carrying sandbags?

Having already gone far from that place, in a ruin, the spirit Perona caught up and was furious at the scene before her.

Mercer blinked, looking at her with a puzzled expression. "A hug?"

"There are so many rubble bricks on the ground, and they're all pitted and uneven. It's too much trouble to carry them. It's easier to just lift them up."

"Besides, I've taken good care of your health. Why are you so concerned about such trivial matters?"

The spirit Perona, floating in mid-air, twitched her face and, with a sour expression, plunged into the body. The next moment, Mercer felt her hug him from behind, and then a shocking pain shot through his side.

His eye twitched, and he reflexively turned his head and bit her waist back. Perona immediately let out a pig-like scream of pain and released her mouth. Seeing this, Mercer quickly put her down.

Mercer rubbed his lower back, touched it; it felt sticky. He looked at it, his lips twitched, and he glanced speechlessly at Perona, who was crouching on the ground clutching her back, tears welling in her eyes.

"If you're going to bite, why are you drooling?"

Perona looked up at Mercer, her eyes blazing with anger, grinding her teeth in fury.

"You bastard, you actually bit me? Are you a dog?"

"You're the one who's like a dog, biting people at the slightest provocation."

"Merser pursed his lips."

Perona became even angrier upon hearing this and lunged at him menacingly. Seeing this, Mercer simply reached out his right hand and pressed down on her head.

Easily suppressed.

Seeing this, Perona became even angrier and reached out to grab Mercer's arm, looking like she was about to bite him.

Seeing this, Mercer loosened his grip and stepped back, causing Perona to cry out and fall headfirst to the ground: "Help!"

Mercer quickly bent down, grabbed her by the back of her collar, and pulled her to safety.

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