Chapter 213 Family Meeting
(Thanks to the readers who are a little observant for reminding me. Borrowing from the comments: Franky's real name is Cutty Flam, which means flame in Latin, which corresponds to iceberg ICEBURG. After his mentor Tom died, he changed his name to Franky in order to hide his identity.
However, in the anime, Franky is always called Franky in this memory, so I won’t call him Fram here, mainly because Captain Gill is here. If Tom hadn’t died, Fram wouldn’t even have the chance to change his name, haha.)
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Gel rolled his eyes.
According to the description, there are only a few Adam trees left in the world, and one of them should be in the Giant Kingdom Elbaf.
In Big Aunt's memory, the two old giant leaders said that the method taught by the nun (trading is worse than plundering) was very good.
In addition, in the original work, when Franky introduced the Treasure Tree Adam, he said that some of the branches of the Treasure Tree Adam would flow into the black market for trading.
It can be inferred that there is a high probability that the giants would regularly trim some branches of the lush and leafy treasure tree Adam to trade with humans outside in exchange for the supplies they need. Otherwise, it is hard to imagine who would saw down the treasure tree over the heads of all the warriors in the Giant Kingdom.
Ger thought.
Since the branches of the precious tree Adam can be used for trading and do not involve any messy things like faith, if I can go to Elbaf, I believe I should be able to trade with the giants for wine or other items with my mouth.
But the problem is that he has no idea where Elbaf is.
Gelley had a clear idea and decided to ask a friend who was well-informed in the black market if he had any news about the treasure tree Adam. If not, he would consider rescuing the two young giants who were tricked into guarding the Judicial Island. They came from Elbaf and originally wanted to find the two leaders Donli and Broki.
As long as Weevil showed off his special skill of the Spear of Elbaf, the simple-minded giant warriors would definitely believe that they had a life-and-death relationship with their two leaders, and then they would let them take them to Elbaf. Perfect! All of a sudden, even Plan AB was in place.
"Tsk tsk, no kidding, my brain really works well!"
Captain Gel said boastfully, and Weeble behind him nodded and said with a silly smile.
"Yes, brother, you are much smarter than me!"
Ge Er was stunned and thought about it carefully.
Well, it's the truth, and it's a compliment, but I don't know why it always sounds weird when it comes from Weeble's mouth.
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North Sea
A small town on an island.
On a luxurious three-story building, a blond man wearing red glasses stood in front of the window holding a teacup, watching with interest the interesting things happening at the corner of the street below:
A strong middle-aged man with a scruffy beard was raping and robbing a teenage boy.
Although similar incidents occurred countless times every day in this town full of violence and crime, the blond man never left his house during the day, so he suddenly became a little interested in the most normal street robbery.
"Hey, kid, don't move. Just give me the bag! Otherwise, I'll cut you with this knife and you'll probably die a painful death!"
A strong hand grabbed the boy's thin arm, and it felt like a bone breaking sound could be heard if a little force was applied. The man held a dagger in his other hand and threatened with a grim smile.
"Ah don't kill me, please don't kill me!"
The boy was so frightened that his whole body collapsed and he kept begging for mercy.
"Stop the fucking nonsense! Give me the bag! You're unlucky today, so consider it as paying for a lesson from your uncle. Next time you go out, remember to zip up your backpack. The Baileys sticking out from inside are as tempting as a prostitute's half-exposed panties. She's already been seen naked by everyone, so how can I let you go? Hehehehehe!"
The panic-stricken look of the young man, who was almost frightened to the point of peeing, satisfied the man's spiritual needs in some way. He first looked around, and after making sure that no one in his group was ready to rob him, he licked the unclean-looking dagger in a ferocious manner, and shouted loudly with a lewd look on his face.
"I can give you everything in the bag, but can you please give the backpack back to me? This is something my mother sewed for me. Please!"
The young man begged bravely. The man frowned. Fortunately, he was also born and raised by his mother. Even though he was a complete villain, when he thought of his mother, the man couldn't help but soften his heart and said immediately:
"Okay, I'll be merciful today and give me the money right away!!"
"Thank you! Thank you so much!"
The boy bowed and thanked him.
"Alright, alright, stop being so nagging! Your mother really gave birth to a stupid son. He got robbed and still had to thank the robber. Hahahaha."
The man was also amused, but he remained harsh in his words.
Suddenly, the panic on the face of the boy who lowered his head disappeared instantly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He used his body to block the other party's sight and slowly took out a pistol from his backpack.
"Bang! Boom!"
Several gunshots were fired.
As expected, the defenseless middle-aged man fell in a pool of blood. Then he saw the young man, who was panic-stricken just now, searched the body carefully and skillfully, but it seemed that the young man was not very satisfied with his gains.
"Bah! You poor bastard! You're wasting my bullets!"
The young man spat at the corpse in dissatisfaction, kicked it twice to vent his anger, then quickly put on his backpack and ran deep into the alley.
On the ground, the body of the middle-aged man was still warm, but he was already dead. His eyes were still wide open, and he had an expression of disbelief until his death.
“Fffffffffff! Go bring that kid back here and train him with the other kids!”
In front of the window, the blond man who had watched the entire farce gently adjusted his glasses and smiled as he gave instructions to a subordinate in a black suit beside him.
"Yes! Young Master!"
The man in the suit jumped out of the window and quickly chased in the direction the young man had just left.
Doflamingo turned and walked into the house, heading straight for his seat.
In the hall, the four highest-ranking officials of the Don Quixote family were sitting around a long table.
They hold such meetings once or twice a month, mainly to report on the work status of the previous month and discuss the next steps to be taken. This should have been a meeting that people were used to, but the atmosphere today was a bit weird.
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"Profit of 3400 million Baileys from reselling grain."
"The profit from the sale of arms and weapons was 1 million peleys."
Diamandi looked at the notebook in his hand and reported on the business situation of the Don Quixote family over the past month.
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