Chapter 854 Close the Door
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"Everyone should be here now. Why don't you come to this meeting in person, Captain? I'll help you."
Senior said with a smile.
"Okay, but please tell me which ones are not ours first, so that we don't make mistakes later."
"No problem, Captain."
Senior put down his cigar and began to introduce.
"First of all, among the gang leaders of the four seas, Capone Beki of the West Sea only chose to surrender due to the gap in strength. His ability is okay, but his loyalty is not to be considered. At most, he is half of ours."
"The others I just mentioned, Bartolomeo in the East Sea, Bellamy in the North Sea, and Yanaka and Kira in charge of the South Sea are all trustworthy people."
"Then there are the masters of various fields in the dark world of the Grand Line. Toss has replaced Umit as the new king of shipping, and Alina has replaced Kibotson as the master of the warehousing industry. Both of them are outstanding graduates from our Bird's Nest Island."
"As for Captains Stussy, Hanazav, Aaron, and Morgans, you all know them. So, at present, only Lufeld, who runs the underground bank, and Don Quixote Doflamingo, the arms dealer who wants a share of the dark world's arms industry, are not on the same side as us."
"Oh, are they coming?"
Captain Gel, who was originally just bored and wanted to join in the fun, suddenly became excited.
"Lufield is here, but Doflamingo hasn't shown up yet. These two have always been very cautious. I guess if Morganse, who rarely shows up, hadn't come this time, Lufield probably wouldn't have shown up so easily."
"Hahaha, it's not their fault. The original kings of the dark world have almost been replaced by newcomers. It would be strange if they were not a little more cautious."
Gel waved his hand indifferently.
It is no exaggeration to say that with their current power and strength, only the World Government, which has not yet revealed all its cards, can be considered an opponent. As for other forces, they are all "toys"! If there is really a need to get rid of them, the difference between "delivering to the door" and "coming to the door" is nothing more than taking a little more time.
"But I guess Brother Dover wouldn't dare to come. Not to mention that he knows we are in the same group, he wouldn't want to face the fact that the president of the Dark Guild is someone you are an old acquaintance of his."
"You can rest assured about this, Captain. No one except my own people knows my true identity."
"Then let's go, let's finish it early and have dinner."
Gel reached out and touched his face, then directly activated the mythical beast Chopper form, and walked outside with his short legs making a "puff puff" sound.
"Yes! Captain!"
Senior took out a smiley mask, put it on, and followed Captain Gul.
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In the conference hall
"Zizi~"
Orange-red flames danced in the fireplace, accompanied by the crackling sound of burning charcoal, and a unique scent of pine wood wafted through the room.
Three huge arched floor-to-ceiling windows let in amber sunlight, making the spacious conference hall even brighter. In the middle of the living room, two rows of sofa chairs surrounded a long walnut table, on which was still placed a vase and two sunflowers.
After entering the room, Lufeld looked around cautiously and frowned slightly. He felt that this conference hall was very different from what he had imagined. This was an important meeting that brought together all the dark world forces in the entire ocean. Shouldn't there be dim lighting, cigar smoke that filled the room without time to dissipate, and bodyguards in black suits standing behind the screen, full of gang style of power and conspiracy?
Seeing that the first few people who came in had already chosen their seats and sat down, Lufield quickly found an empty seat nearby and was about to sit down, but Morgans got there first.
"What are you doing!"
Lufeld looked unhappy.
"Ha ha ha, you should sit in the front."
Morgans smiled and pointed to the two empty seats closest to the main seat at the other end of the long table.
"Damn it, why don't you go yourself?"
"It's up to you whether you want to go or not. Anyway, I sat down in this seat first. You can stand if you want, hehehe."
Morganse folded his arms and leaned comfortably against the back of the sofa.
"Haha, the seats are all the same. Find an empty seat and sit down. The president will be here soon."
Stussy propped his chin with his left hand and advised with a smile.
"Damn it, damn birdman!"
Lufeld had no choice but to curse him and reluctantly walked to the empty space in front and sat down heavily.
Looking at the main seat so close to his right, Lufeld felt a surge of pressure in his heart. He just wanted to sit at the end quietly and couldn't help cursing Morgans in his heart.
"Click~"
The door was half opened, and then a tall, thin, middle-aged man wearing a fur-brimmed hat, a bright red cloak, and two red facial stripes on his face, dressed a bit like a tribal native, walked in.
"Cut~!"
Hearing the door opening, everyone turned around, only to see that the person who came in was not the president they were waiting for, but a wretched-looking guy. Everyone cast "kind" glances at him.
"Hello everyone! Ha, ha, ha, I am the highest official of the Don Quixote family..."
"Hey! Close the door!"
"Ah yes!"
Diamandi hurriedly and carefully closed the door.
As for his self-introduction, no one was interested at all. Diamandi, who was interrupted, did not dare to get angry. He just stood there, rubbing his hands awkwardly and continued to smile.
The guard following behind him with thick eyebrows and big eyes, carrying a big sword on his back, had a look of shock in his eyes!
Who are these people that could make Diamandi, the highest-ranking official in the Don Quixote family, so fearful?
It was the first time he saw the arrogant Diamandi in this state, and he couldn't help but feel extremely curious about the people present and this meeting in the dark world.
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