Pirates: The Biggest Scum In Marine History

Seeing Senor's figure slowly "sneak" into the wall, Doflamingo let out a breath slowly.

The guy was a new addition to the family, safe and decisive, not acting like a rough mafia but more like a gentleman with good manners.

Doflamingo noticed Senor early on.

His "water fruit" ability allows him to freely dive into the ground or wall after the surface of the water, as if swimming on the ground, so as to allow him to move quickly in different spaces.

It is an extremely efficient infiltration, assassination, espionage... ability.

Therefore, although Senor has not yet become the core cadre of the family, Doflamingo will consciously or unconsciously entrust him with some important tasks in order to cultivate and exercise his abilities.

Senor also lived up to his expectations.

"Dover... are you really going to ask the Senor to save... that guy?"

At this time, Torrepol, who had been hesitating for a long time, couldn't help asking after all.

Doflamingo lit a cigar again, took a deep puff, and raised his head to scan the faces of the Donquixote Family cadres one by one.

"So... in your opinion, it's better for us that Darren is dead, right?"

Diamanti gritted his teeth unwillingly and said:

"You are our young master! Of course we accept your orders and trust your judgment."

"But...but..."

He clenched his fists tightly.

"As long as that guy dies, you will be able to replace him and become the 'King of the North Blue'! Isn't it?"

Doflamingo let out a long puff of smoke.

From the expressions of Torrebol and the others, it can be seen that they are deeply, instinctively afraid of Darren.

"You may be right, but I don't think someone like Darren would die so easily."

"Information gathered about Marineford...you have seen it too."

"The name Rogers Darren represents more than just one North Blue."

Doflamingo's shades shone with complex light.

"A 'monster'-like existence, the chief of the officer training camp...the genius Marine who once fought head-to-head with legendary big pirates like Byrnndi Waldo and Gol D Roger..."

"It is absolutely impossible for Naval Headquarters to easily give up such a Marine officer with great potential."

"If I'm not mistaken, as we speak, Naval Headquarters has dispatched enough forces to New World to carry out a rescue operation."

He sighed helplessly.

"So...whether we send people to rescue or not may not affect the final result at all."

Having said that, everyone in Torrebol realized the crux of the matter.

"So Dover, why are you sending out Senor?"

Torrebol frowned.

Doflamingo's mouth curled into a self-deprecating sneer.

"It's just a matter of attitude."

"Whether Senor helped or not in the end, it doesn't matter, what matters is that we have shown our sincerity."

"Otherwise... think about it carefully, if that guy Darren really survived, when he finds out that our Donquixote Family is indifferent to this, how will he take revenge on us with his character?"

Hearing this, the cadres present immediately shuddered.

The cruel methods of that man...

They could hardly think about it.

"and……"

At this moment Doflamingo shook his head and said:

"That guy is probably coming soon."

As soon as the words fell, Torrebol and others were taken aback.

Coming? who?

boom!

The gate of the resident hall was suddenly slammed open, and a gust of wind filled with the smell of gunpowder poured into the resident hall.

Before Torrebol and the others could react, hundreds of heavily armed Marines rushed in and surrounded them all.

The faces of Torrebol and others changed drastically.

"Marine!!"

"What do you want to do!?"

"What's going on here!!?"

"This is the residence of the Donquixote Family!!"

"..."

They were just about to make a move—

Swish! !

The muzzles of the black holes were raised in unison, pointing menacingly at the members of the Donquixote Family.

Anger appeared on their faces, but facing the elite Marine equipped with stun guns, flamethrowers, metal shrink nets, high-explosive long guns... and other cutting-edge weapons, they didn't dare to take any action for a while.

The resident hall suddenly became dead silent, and the atmosphere was terribly oppressive.

"Master Doflamingo... Marine... The five warships of the North Blue Fleet have completely sealed off the entire Rubeck Island..."

At this time, a peripheral member of the Donquixote Family ran in in a panic, and Douyin reported.

Doflamingo sneered nonchalantly,

"Heh heh heh heh, such a big battle...you really don't give me face, Admiral Flying Squirrel."

He raised his head and looked at a figure slowly walking out of the Marine troops.

The Marines watched the members of the Donquixote Family warily, splitting a passage through the center.

The flying squirrel wearing a large cloak walked into the hall of the resident with a cold expression, and said lightly:

"Who in North Blue dares to give you Don Quixote Doflamingo face?"

He raised his hand and ordered to his subordinates:

"Put away your weapons, the Donquixote Family is an important force to maintain the stability of North Blue, and they are the most distinguished and friendly guests of our North Blue fleet."

Hundreds of Marine elites immediately put away their weapons and retreated without saying a word.

The flying squirrel didn't even look at Torrebol and the others, and said to Doflamingo in a deep voice:

"Doflamingo, you should know why I'm here, I'm sorry for the rash visit, but I'm not in the mood to be polite to you now."

There was an imperceptible anxiety in his tone... and a deeply hidden killing intent.

Doflamingo took a deep look at the flying squirrel, as if aware of something, he suddenly laughed.

"Eh, oh, oh, that's how it is, I understand."

"Don't worry, I've already dispatched people, and there will be news soon."

"Admiral Flying Squirrel, I am more impatient than you..."

"Don't forget, he is my godfather... 咈咈咈咈咈..."

The flying squirrel nodded, pretending not to hear the sarcasm in Doflamingo's laugh.

"That's good, I will wait patiently for your news."

After saying these words lightly, the flying squirrel turned around and left the station with a group of elites.

When he came to the port with his men, he suddenly stopped when he looked at the huge warships cruising on the offshore sea.

On the behemoth ships, a row of large-caliber silver gun barrels seemed to have been installed on the side of the hull.

"Colonel Flying Squirrel, what should we do next?"

A Marine with the rank of major asked with a solemn expression.

The flying squirrel turned around and squinted at the flying skull and crossbones flag in the distance above the Donquixote Family station.

"No, keep watching Doflamingo."

"Keep waiting for news. If something happens to Darren, no matter whether Doflamingo sends people to participate in the rescue or not..."

The flying squirrel gritted his teeth, recalling Darren's instructions to him before leaving North Blue in his mind, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Let's all take action directly and surround and kill all the members of the Donquixote Family!!"

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