Chapter 1375: The King's Seven Warriors Gather (7)

Hearing this, the flying squirrel's face instantly turned gloomy. He turned to look at the navy soldiers around him who were staring at Hancock in fascination, and a nameless anger suddenly surged in his heart.

Then he shouted sternly, "Everyone, cheer up! Get ready for action!"

As the flying squirrel gave the order, the entire warship started slowly and broke through the waves towards its destination.

And at the same moment!

On the distant red earth continent!

In the city called Marijoa.

In a spacious office, there is a huge conference table.

Sitting at the conference table were a group of pirates who were feared by countless people.

\"Fufufufufufufufufu... This is really rare to see!\"

With a burst of shrill laughter, the door was flung open.

Don Quixote Doflamingo strode into the meeting room with an extremely arrogant attitude.

His unique steps seemed to announce his arrival to everyone.

As Doflamingo walked, he glanced coldly at everyone in the conference room through his iconic sunglasses.

Sitting on the main seat was the captain of the Buggy Pirates, the Joker Buggy.

This pirate leader, who had a funny image, was staring at Doflamingo who had just entered with great interest. He even crossed his legs leisurely and put his feet directly on the conference table.

On the left and right sides of Bucky sat two equally famous figures.

The one on the left is Hawkeye Mihawk, one of the few great swordsmen in the world.

He had a blank expression on his face, his hands folded across his chest with a calm look on his face, his head slightly lowered, his eyes tightly closed, as if he was resting.

Sitting on the right is Crocodile.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, and in the smoke, he showed his disdain for Doflamingo.

And sitting next to Mihawk was another member of the Seven Warlords of the Sea - Gekko Moriah.

At this moment, he was staring at Doflamingo with a sinister and weird smile, which made people shudder.

Sitting on Crocodile's side was the expressionless, sculpture-like cold tyrant, Bartholomew the Bear.

He held a thick Bible tightly, as if it was the only support in his life. There was no expression on his face, making it difficult to get a glimpse of his true thoughts.

Then, Doflamingo's sharp hawk-like gaze slowly moved and finally stopped on the last person.

I saw this person sitting there leisurely, holding a piece of delicious cherry pie in his hand and eating it with relish.

He has a simple and innocent smile on his chubby face, and looks harmless, but people who know him know that under this seemingly dull appearance hides endless scheming and ambition.

That’s right, this person is the recently famous Blackbeard - Marshall D. Teach.

Doflamingo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, then took a step forward, walked straight to Blackbeard Teach with an extremely arrogant attitude, and sat down.

He stared at Teach with a provocative look and sneered, "Oh? So this is the famous black beard Marshall D. Teach! Seeing him today is really disappointing. The saying "hearing about a person is not as good as meeting him" probably means this situation!"

Doflamingo's words shot straight at Blackbeard Teach like a sharp arrow, but the latter did not seem to be angered by these words.

When he heard someone calling out his name, Blackbeard silently stopped enjoying his cherry pie, raised his head, and looked slowly at the person who had spoken rudely.

"Oh my, no, no, how dare I compare myself to you? The famous 'Flamingo' Don Quixote Doflamingo, you are the king of the underworld! I am just an insignificant little character."

Blackbeard continued to grin foolishly as he spoke, and that grin looked so genuine, as if he was truly in awe of Doflamingo.

But in fact, what he really thinks in his heart, probably only he himself knows best.

Doflamingo's original smile slowly faded, and was replaced by a solemn look in the depths of his eyes.

\"A small figure? Haha, the person who can defeat Fire Fist Ace is definitely not a small figure! \"

He stared at Blackbeard not far away, his eyes full of vigilance.

However, facing Doflamingo's gaze, Blackbeard just shrugged indifferently, and then ignored him and started to eat heartily.

At this time, Doflamingo sat leisurely on a chair, crossed his legs, and casually placed his feet on the table in front of him.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile, he glanced at the people present and said: "It's really interesting. Except for that crazy woman and that fathead fish who haven't shown up yet, I think this should be the time when our Seven Warlords of the Sea are most gathered together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Moonlight Moriah on the side suddenly let out a creepy laugh.

His distorted face was filled with a hideous and ferocious expression, as if he were a demon from the depths of hell.

\"Hehehe... That's right. I haven't seen such a grand scene in such a long time. I can't hold back my inner impulse any longer. I can't wait to get Whitebeard's body!"

As Moriah spoke, he licked his lips with his tongue, looking as scary as could be.

However, everyone else present remained expressionless in response to Moria's horrifying expression, as if they were already accustomed to it.

When Doflamingo heard what Moriah said, he leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, with a mocking smile on his face, and looked straight at Moriah and said teasingly: "Oh? I heard that you were beaten badly by a rookie!"

After saying that, Doflamingo's seemingly asking for a beating smile became even brighter.

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a bolt of thunder splitting the sky, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present!

However, only the bear remained indifferent, while the eyes of the others were fixed on Moriah like a spotlight.

Moriah, a man who can be considered a veteran and powerful figure, has always had his identity shrouded in mystery.

Despite his fame, few have ever seen him in action.