Chapter 51 Brother Ming’s courage
Blood and brains mixed together, creating a cruel color.
The pointed-toed shoes stepped on the blood-red mud, and the blond boy with blood on his face showed morbid joy and satisfaction, laughing wildly.
"Baaaaaaaaaaaa..."
At this moment, the members of the Phils Mafia family looked at the ferocious young man, and felt an unprecedented fear in their hearts. Their faces turned pale, and they even subconsciously stopped moving their hands.
"This kid..."
"devil……"
"He is a devil..."
Burning ruins, collapsed buildings, swaying black smoke, twisted flames...
The blond boy, standing next to a headless corpse, looked like a devil emerging from blood and fire.
Torrebol and other family officials looked at Doflamingo's back with extremely hot admiration and pride in their eyes.
This... is the king they are willing to surrender to!
How dazzling!
Like a rising star, shining and dazzling.
The majesty and light he exuded, as well as his naturally noble and sacred blood, deeply impressed each of them.
A cold smile appeared on Doflamingo's lips, he stepped directly over Phil's body and continued walking forward.
The fingers of his hands kept moving, as if they were connecting to something.
As he moved, it seemed as if some extremely sharp weapon was constantly passing through the void, leaving smooth cuts on the streets, on the walls of the buildings, on the ground...
At the same time, in front of him, a dozen members of the Phils gangster family all froze in their movements.
A line of bright red, dazzling blood gradually enlarged from their throats.
They couldn't react at all, and they felt that the world in front of them suddenly began to tilt and turn upside down.
Then,
They see their own bodies.
I saw my shoes.
Doubts appeared in their dull, gradually dilated pupils.
Finally lost its vitality.
Their heads are separated from their bodies.
laugh! !
On the headless corpses that stood motionless, blood spurted out like fountains from the incisions on their necks, spreading all over the ground.
"Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"
Doflamingo laughed more and more crazily.
In the fearful eyes of the Phils family, he continued to move forward, spreading blood, pain and cries along the way.
"Then...kill them all."
Doflamingo smiled and gave the order.
As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the pirates of the Don Quixote family flashed crimson and crazy.
Like wild beasts that were extremely hungry, they attacked without mercy. In just a few moments, dozens of gang members from the Phils family fell to the ground and died.
So the one-sided massacre began.
On the originally bustling streets, blood flowed like a stream, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
Doflamingo stood in the middle of the street,
Looking at the purgatory-like scene in front of me,
Couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! This is the life I want... In a chaotic world, all evil derivation, only the winner can move to the final stage!!"
"What an interesting world!! What a wonderful world!! Haaaaaaaaaaaah!!"
He opened his hands wildly, and his body, which was less than 1.5 meters tall, exuded a domineering, cruel and unruly aura.
The smell of smoke, sweat, gunpowder, blood, corpses and fear was everywhere.
This is his favorite flavor.
The smell of chaos.
In the burning town, he saw the eyes of the members of the Phils family looking at him.
Fearful, surrendered, trembling, eyes that dare not look directly.
Yes, that's the look.
The despicable ants living in this world should look at me like this.
Father, have you seen it?
This is the look that untouchables should be giving us.
This is the life we, the noble Celestial Dragons, should enjoy.
In a daze, Doflamingo seemed to remember that time.
He still remembered the smell of blood, the stench of sweat and gunpowder smoke, the deafening screams, the vicious and hateful curses, and the distorted faces that were constantly swaying in the flames.
The untouchables who were supposed to be kneeling on the ground held torches and arrows in their hands.
But they, as the great Celestial Dragons, the noble Don Quixote family, were tied to the city wall like pigs and beasts, and were almost burned alive! !
Father, you are wrong! !
you are wrong! !
I'm right! !
Doflamingo clenched his fists, and his sunglasses shone with a cold and cruel light.
Tear! !
A pale thunder suddenly tore open the dim sky, completely illuminating the hellish world.
The storm that had been brewing for a long time finally came, and it started to rain heavily in the gloomy sky.
Thunder and lightning.
Wow…
The torrential rain washed away everything on the earth.
Washed with blood,
Patting the corpse,
Extinguished the flames.
The thunder in the sky gradually became deafening, covering the shouts and wailing in the streets.
The killings gradually began to subside, and the massacre entered its final stage.
With the death of their leader, and in the face of Doflamingo's overwhelming strength, the members of the Phils family had already lost the courage to continue fighting.
They kept pleading and even knelt on the ground begging for mercy.
But what greeted them was the ruthless sword of the Don Quixote family.
Half an hour passed quickly.
The sudden rainstorm disappeared suddenly.
On the rain-swept streets, white mist emerged from the ruins of buildings everywhere. Red blood seeped into the gaps between the bricks and stones. Bodies fell to the ground in scattered directions.
do not know when,
He was the only one standing in the street.
Raindrops dripped from his hair, clothes and trousers to the ground.
Around him, Torebol and other members of the Don Quixote family were kneeling on the ground with respectful expressions, the weapons in their hands still bleeding, quietly waiting for their king to give orders.
"Go ahead and take over this island."
The smile on Doflamingo's face had faded at this time, and he said with a cold expression:
"Try not to use violence against civilians as much as possible, and let the island know clearly that the arrival of our Don Quixote family will only bring them a more stable life."
His hands were trembling slightly, as if he was trying his best to contain the urge to destroy everything in his heart.
But he knew he had to get a hold of himself.
Ruebeck Island, no, the North Sea is just the beginning.
Before heading out into the wider world, he knew he had to accumulate as much as possible first.
Wandering around the world?
Keep looting town after town?
That's something only low-level pirates would do.
Territory!
power!
resource!
He is annexing everything step by step and controlling enough resources and power. One day, the whole world will kneel before Doflamingo!
But until then, he must work hard to restrain himself.
Hearing this, the admiration in the eyes of the members of the Don Quixote family became more intense, and they lowered their heads in sincerity.
Only those who control their desires and impulses are worthy of their lives to follow!
This is their young master.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
At this time, a burst of inappropriate applause suddenly sounded.
Everyone in the Don Quixote family was stunned for a moment, then turned around with wary faces and looked at the sound.
I saw a tall and straight figure standing on the top of a ruined building at some point, clapping his hands and looking down at their young master with interest.
"Good courage and vision."
"There is a completely different look between a pure libertine and a person who is determined to do great things."
"You... are very good, Doflamingo."
The black-haired young man smiled.
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Ask for everything and be grateful.
