Pirates: The Biggest Scum In Marine History

Chapter 52 I Want To Talk

Doflamingo squinted his eyes under the sunglasses, carefully sizing up the unexpected visitor.

The black-haired young man stood on the ruins of the building with white smoke, clapping his hands.

He is tall and straight, different from ordinary people, with short black hair and a large white cloak behind him, gently fluctuating with the wind full of gunpowder smoke.

Although he was an inferior pariah, this young man gave him the feeling that he was a tall, ferocious and handsome beast, exuding an aristocratic temperament that only elite Celestial Dragons could have.

He had the deep face of a warrior, the kind of man who would laugh out loud at his own pain.

Strong yet elegant,

Wild without being noble,

Brute without losing brains.

This is a man whose eyes are always on the distant horizon.

There was an amused smile on his face.

Doflamingo knows that smile well.

He'd flashed a similar smile to his target countless times in the past.

The hunter looks at the prey, the teasing smile of a cat catching a mouse.

The moment this idea came out, Doflamingo suddenly felt the irrepressible desire to destroy deep in his heart.

An uncontrollable desire and anger that wanted to kill this man, no, completely destroy him!

How dare he look at himself with such eyes!

That kind of look is very similar to the look in the eyes of those five damn old men from the World government when I walked up the ladder of heaven with my father's head! !

"Doflamingo,"

"Marine!?"

Torrebol quickly realized that the moment he saw the military uniform on Darren, he confirmed his identity.

All of a sudden, Darren felt killing intent coming from all directions like a tide.

Swish Swish Swish! !

The members of the Donquixote Family scattered around raised their spears in unison, staring fiercely at the black-haired Marine, hundreds of black muzzles all focused on Darren at once.

They are the Don Quixote Pirates.

No Marine, they never looked down!

"Hey, hey, do you draw your gun if you disagree?"

At this time, the Marine colonel raised his hands as a sign of surrender and said something with a smile.

This action... Did he surrender?

When Torrebol and the others saw Darren raising his hand, a weird and absurd expression appeared on his face.

But the weird scene that followed made them suddenly feel a bone-piercing chill gushing out from the soles of their feet, rushing to their brains in an instant.

"I don't like being held at gunpoint."

Colonel Marine laughed.

The members of the Donquixote Family were all taken aback.

suddenly,

A burst of invisible force suddenly spread from the Marine Rear Admiral in front of them. They only felt that the gun in their hands was suddenly wrapped by an irresistible force, and they came out uncontrollably!

I saw the fine steel spear hovering in mid-air, and the muzzle was aimed at the center of his eyebrows!

What power is this! ?

The expressions of everyone in the Donquixote Family changed drastically, and the pistol moved by itself! ?

They have never seen such a strange power!

The moment the guns were pointed between their eyebrows, they subconsciously raised their hands.

Click!

The safety of the long gun suspended in mid-air was "automatically" opened!

Pull the trigger in, bit by bit.

such a horrible scene,

so close,

They even smelled the gunpowder in their own guns!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The entire street was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling, only the "click" sound of hundreds of musket triggers being pulled bit by bit was extremely subtle.

An extremely intense fear of death instantly flooded their brains, making each of them turn pale.

Someone made the sound of throat rolling and swallowing saliva.

"Well, at least everyone raised their hands and surrendered. It is estimated that Polusalino will like this picture very much."

Darren watched the aggressive pirates being pointed at by his own guns, their faces turned pale with fright and raising their hands, and couldn't help but tease.

He turned to look at the blond kid,

"Hey, Doflamingo, I want to talk to you."

At first Darren simply wanted to come over and clean up Doflamingo, the sickly blond brat, and beat him up.

If you are in a bad mood, just beat him up and kill him.

In a good mood... Well, then give him a good time.

With my own ability, I can definitely wipe out the Donquixote Family easily, and no one in this world will know, not even the World Government can find out.

As for the bloodline of Doflamingo's so-called Celestial Dragons?

Darren couldn't care less.

No, the incident of Shields St. has shown that the lives of Celestial Dragons are also valuable.

But what Doflamingo said just now made him change his mind.

It is true that Doflamingo is a twisted madman full of desire for destruction, but he is more shrewd, cunning, and more structured than ordinary madmen.

He is different from those pirates who only know how to destroy and plunder.

He can restrain his desires for his own ambitions.

Such people, even if they are hostile to each other, deserve Darren's high regard.

And most importantly,

Doflamingo's status as a "former Celestial Dragons", coupled with his means and abilities, should be very valuable if controlled properly.

If he could control him, many of his actions in the future would be much more convenient.

Even the world government would not dare to make trouble for itself, let alone the headquarters.

"Talk about it?"

Doflamingo seemed to have heard some ridiculous joke, and laughed sinisterly:

"Eh, oh, oh, oh... Pirates and Marines have nothing to talk about."

"That's not necessarily the case, I'm not an ordinary Marine."

Darren shrugged nonchalantly and said with interest.

"—but I don't want to talk to you at all!"

Doflamingo's smile suddenly became ferocious and distorted, and a cold light flashed across his sunglasses, and he raised his hand suddenly and slammed Darren in the air!

Laugh ferociously:

"...I just want to kill you!"

laugh! !

The air suddenly ripped open with a sharp explosion.

In the void, there seemed to be an invisible sharp sword passing by, cutting everything open.

A slender cut suddenly appeared on the walls of the two buildings in front, and then the upper half of the building collapsed rumbled along the pouring smooth cut.

Bang! !

A crisp sound sounded.

Doflamingo's pupils shrank.

On the chest of that black-haired Marine, the military uniform had already been cut open.

The almost transparent sharp silk thread "cut" firmly into the skin of his chest, but sparks of metal friction emerged, unable to penetrate even an inch!

"impossible!!"

Torrebol and other cadres exclaimed in horror, unable to believe their eyes.

Although the young master is still very young, with the blessing of his amazing talent, he has developed the ability of String-String Fruit to perfection.

That kind of sharp silk thread can kill people invisible.

Not to mention mere flesh and blood, even buildings and rocks can be easily cut!

With all his strength, the young master even cut a pirate ship in half on the sea! !

but now……

The young master's String-String Fruit ability can't cut the Marine's body! ?

What a monster! ?

"String-String Fruit? Too bad you haven't mastered Haki..."

Darren looked down at the sharp thread stuck between the muscles, and suddenly smiled.

With his current physique, except for the sword hero's slash, it is basically impossible for any attack that does not entangle Armament Haki to cause any damage to him.

Doflamingo is only twelve or thirteen years old now, and when he was still growing up, his talent was far superior to most of the geniuses in this sea.

In the frozen eyes of everyone in the Donquixote Family,

Darren stretched out his fingers, hooked the silk thread stuck on his chest, and pulled it lightly, seemingly inadvertently.

Doflamingo's face changed slightly.

From the silk thread connecting his fingers, there was a terrifying force that could not be resisted at all.

His body was dragged by the silk thread, he flew upside down from the spot, and flew towards Darren quickly.

"Since you dare to draw your gun, you should be prepared to be killed."

Darren looked at Doflamingo who was being dragged by him, and said something with a smile.

Snapped!

He snapped his fingers.

Then,

Bang bang bang bang! !

The sound of gunfire, dense as raindrops, continued to ring out on the street.