"The purpose of this old man is not to kill, but to arrest."

The surrounding air seemed to become heavy, and the distance between the two was less than a step, and the two sides confronted each other, neither of them willing to back down.Only Luo was trapped in the pit and made the occasional "fuck" or "fuck".

"Forget it," Dover looked at Luo who was wailing at his feet, feeling a little unsatisfied. "Give me Caesar's heart, Luo." The white silk thread popped out, dexterously hooked out the hidden heart, and fell into Dover's hand.With difficulty, Luo turned his head and gritted his teeth to stare at him in pain.

"Speaking of which, you are deeply rooted in the so-called, and seem to be very interested, so let me tell you." Dover softened his voice, and it was very interesting to see the resentful expression on Luo's face.

The unique wild laughter resounded through the giant forest, and Dover threw his heart up and down to play, "A long time ago, 800 years ago, Luo. 20 kings who ruled 20 countries respectively gathered in the center of the world to form established a huge organization, that is the world government. As the creators of the world, the kings decided to bring their families to live in the holy land of Maryjoa. But among them, only the Nefertali family in Alabasta did not agree, so it is correct To put it bluntly, there should be 19 families. They still live there and rule the world. The descendants of the Creator are the Tianlong people. That is to say, 800 years ago, in these 19 kingdoms, all the royal families disappeared. You know it. So of course these countries have to elect a successor king, so a new royal family was born. In my country Dressrosa, the new royal family is the Liku family, and the creator of the world will eventually go to The Holy Land of Marie Gioia..." Dover paused, his white teeth were smiling arrogantly, "It's our Don Quixote family."

A guess is a guess, but it is a different meaning to actually get it confirmed from my own mouth.

"So you used to be a Draconian, Doflamingo?"

"If it used to be, it is indeed so." Doflamingo kept throwing his heart up and down, and Doflamingo's back froze for a moment, "But it is no longer. What is blood, what is fate, this There are very few people in the world who have experienced such a bizarre and tortuous life like mine." He said it with a smile, always indifferent, but there was no smile in his laughter.

"Speak more clearly." Luo didn't understand Doflamingo's past, but he didn't reject it.

"It's a pity, Luo, although I don't mind talking to you about our experience before we met while drinking a little wine, but there is no time for that right now. I have to deal with Dressrosa's straw hat gang, after all Many people have stumbled because they underestimated those guys before."

Especially that guy Sand Crocodile would be defeated, it was really unexpected.

If he said it to the little ghost, he would definitely understand the hatred that destroys everything, because they all walked out of the Shura field stepping on the corpses of countless people.

"What's the matter, Fujitora?" Sensing Fujitora's movement, Dover asked.

"It's nothing, I just heard the sound of thunder coming from the sea. I'm asking how the weather is now."

"Thunder?" Dover looked at the sea in the distance.

"Although the old man can't see, he knows the flow of the clouds well. After all, he's old."

A glimmer of hope ignited in Luo's heart. If I remember correctly, Nami's head can control the weather, which means: the ship is coming.

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