Chapter 23 Don Quixote Family
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East China Sea
A small island in the sea near Roge Town.
A pirate ship that looks like a flamingo is docked at the shore.
On the beach, several young crew members were practicing physical skills with a muscular old man wearing a perverted tights and a rabbit-ear hat.
“Is this the strength of the cadres?”
"This old guy is too perverted. He has defeated so many of our brothers!"
"Hey, hey! Don't give up. He must be dying after spending so much time like this!"
"Yes! Charge again, you guys go ahead and I'll cover you!"
"Go ahead, beat this stinky old man! Let's see if he dares to look down on us again!"
A group of young men rushed forward shouting and yelling.
The bald old man looked calm as he slowly took a bow stance and prepared to punch.
His figure is like an arrow on a bow, seemingly still but actually containing a powerful explosive attack!
The left hand is in front, the palm is slightly bent into a C shape, the palm faces outward, the right hand is clenched into a fist and placed beside the waist, and the legs are moved forward and backward to form a bow stance, one empty and one real.
You can tell he’s a master of individual martial arts just by looking at his posture!
"What nonsense! You are a hundred years too early to defeat me! You are a bunch of rude brats! Watch out!"
"G!"
"Ah da!"
The muscular old man made all kinds of eye-catching poses during the fight and made strange noises from his mouth, but he soon knocked down all the dozen or so young men who were sparring with him.
On the pirate ship.
Two figures, one tall and one short, were standing at the bow watching the battle.
"It's so boring. Dover is really a fool to leave us alone and go to Rogue Town. I also want to see what kind of man Pirate King Roger is."
The first person to speak was a greasy and wretched old man with two sticky snots on his nose that really distracted from the show.
After saying that, he poked the plum blossom staff in his hand on the deck, and the two snots swung up and down with his movement. If they didn't stop, they would suffer from the chaos. This scene is really enough to drive people with obsessive-compulsive disorder to death.
Looking at the snot dangling in front of him, the handsome man with a bowl cut and sunglasses quietly took a step back and said expressionlessly:
"Stop complaining, Torrebol. The young master has his own plans. Exposing your identity in advance will be detrimental to our later plans. I don't want to hear you complain about the decision made by the young master anymore!"
"Well, I get it. Don't be so serious, Virgo. By the way, did you eat a hamburger today?"
Vergo turned his head, his expression still expressionless, a light flashed on his sunglasses, and he asked curiously:
"How do you know? Burgers are one of my favorite foods."
"Yeah, of course I know, because there's still some leftover food stuck to your mouth!"
Torrebol said this and pointed to the right side of his face.
Vergo touched his right cheek, took out a palm-sized piece of hamburger meat and stuffed it into his mouth, and said calmly:
"Did you accidentally get some food residue on it? That was really careless."
Virgo said as he picked up the coffee in his hand and took a sip. When he put the cup down, he saw Torrebol staring at him with a complicated look.
"What's wrong? What's the matter?"
"It's okay, it's just that there's a spoon stuck to your face again, Virgo! How on earth did you do that?!"
Torrebol said helplessly.
The two fell into a brief silence at the same time.
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"Beye, beye, beye, beye!"
"Bei le le le le, ba chan!"
Trebol picked up the phone and answered it. Den Den Mushi immediately imitated Doflamingo, but looked a little embarrassed:
"Mexi-mexi, Ne-Dov, it's me, Torebol."
"Um, Torrebol, I've encountered an unexpected situation here. Now I need you to drive the boat to the west coast of Rogue Town to meet me."
Mingge's low voice came from the phone. Vergo on the side heard something strange and interrupted to ask:
"Master! I am Vergo. Are you safe now? Who is the enemy?"
Doflamingo was silent for a while, then continued:
"By the way, let's find a place for the new members other than the official cadres to disembark first."
Vergo's face changed slightly when he heard this. With his high IQ, he had already analyzed a lot of information from Mingge's words.
They all knew the young master's strength. An enemy that he couldn't defeat and couldn't escape from must be very powerful! The young master might have fallen into the hands of the enemy.
Is the opponent this time a powerful force from the New World? He tried to remain calm and paused before saying:
"I understand, young master, please take care of yourself, we will be there soon!"
"Ne-Dover, we're leaving right away. We should be able to reach the destination in one day if we sail at full speed! You must hold on!"
Trebol squeezed forward, hugged the Den Den Mushi and shouted in a crying voice.
Looking at the Den Den Mushi in his hand with a lewd expression, snot flying everywhere and becoming sticky all over, Gur pushed it in front of Doflamingo with disgust.
Ming Ge saw the two snots getting closer and closer, and shouted anxiously:
"Torrebol! You're too close!"
Pica and Diamante also heard the noise and came over.
Spades, hearts, clubs, diamonds, all the top executives of the Don Quixote family are present.
On the side, after listening to them talking for a long time without getting to the point, Geer finally reminded them impatiently:
"Hey, Doflamingo, just reminisce about the past. Stop saying useless things. Tell them to remember to bring my money and devil fruits, otherwise it will be a wasted trip!"
When the four heard a strange voice coming from the phone, they looked at each other and nodded.
Although it was a little hard to believe, it seemed that their young master had really been kidnapped.
"I see!"
Doflamingo stared at the ceiling in a daze, and said to Den Den Mushi in a calm tone:
"I'm sorry, everyone. I made a wrong judgment this time. I lost the battle. Now I need you to bring all the gold on the ship, Bailey, and the four devil fruits in the warehouse to redeem me."
"Young Master, please don't say that! It is our fault that we, the subordinates, failed to protect the king. We should apologize to you!"
Vergo knelt on one knee in front of Den Den Mushi and said with a serious expression.
The other three also knelt down.
"Please! Everyone!"
"Yes! Young Master!" Multiply by 4.
Just before hanging up the call, Torrebol touched his head and suddenly asked:
"Ne-Dover, there are five devil fruits in the treasure house. Which four should we take?"
As soon as the words fell, both sides of the Den Den Mushi fell silent.
Vergo, Diamante, and Pica all looked at Torrepol as if he were an idiot.
Are you stupid? The kidnappers are listening nearby. Would any kidnapper think that the money you gave is too much?
Pica was so angry that his teeth itched. Didn't the young master know how many devil fruits there were in the treasure house? He deliberately said 4 to hint that they should keep the important fruit.
You are so good that you still need warm reminders. You are really a stupid teammate!
Doflamingo's face was gloomy and uncertain, and Guer didn't say anything. He just stood aside and looked at him with a smile.
Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.
The two stared at each other for a long time, and finally Doflamingo gritted his teeth and spoke:
"Ffufufu, sorry, did I remember it wrong? Thank you for your reminder, Torrebol! Then bring them all here!"
The anger that made him want to stab someone could no longer be hidden in his tone.
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"Crack!"
After the call ended, Gul put the Den Den Mushi back into his pocket.
On the Flamingo
The four of them stared blankly at Den Den Mushi who had closed its eyes again. For a moment, they found it difficult to accept the fact.
Think about their Don Quixote family. Ever since their debut in the North Sea, they have been bullying and controlling others at will and have never suffered any loss. They didn't expect that when they came to the East China Sea, even their captain would be kidnapped.
Is this the legendary weakest sea?
"Yes, ... no matter what, the most urgent thing is to redeem Dover first."
Torrepol, who had realized that he had just said the wrong thing, said in a low voice.
The muscular man Pica snapped his fingers and walked towards Torrepol, saying in a sharp voice:
"You're right, but before we go, I want to beat you up first to vent my anger. Anyway, your sticky fruit is quite effective in resisting physical attacks."
Don't be fooled by their anxious looks. They are all young men around 20 years old, so it is inevitable that they are a little hot-tempered.
"Hey, stop messing around, Pica! Diamante, help me stop him."
"I'm going to make arrangements for the sailing!"
Diamanti turned around and left without looking back, choosing not to help.
"Hey, hey, hey, Virgo, please save me!"
Vergo walked away with a blank expression. He wanted to beat up the idiot himself, and it was good enough that he didn't join forces with Pica.
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"Ouch! Ouch!"
The Flamingo set sail amid the screams of Torrebol and headed towards the town of Rogue.
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