Chapter 52 I want to talk

Doflamingo's eyes narrowed under his sunglasses and he looked at this uninvited guest seriously.

The black-haired young man stood on the ruins of a building that was smoking white, while clapping his hands.

He is tall and straight, different from ordinary people, with short black hair and a wide white cloak behind him that gently rises and falls with the wind filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

Although he was a low-level pariah, this young man gave him the impression of a tall, fierce and handsome beast, exuding a noble temperament that could only be found in elite Celestial Dragons.

He has the deep face of a warrior, the kind of man who laughs loudly at his own pain.

Strong yet elegant,

Wild yet noble,

Arrogant without losing his wits.

This is a man whose eyes are always on the distant horizon.

He had an interested smile on his face.

Doflamingo knew that smile well.

He had flashed a similar smile to his target countless times in the past.

A hunter looks at his prey with a cat-and-mouse teasing smile.

The moment this thought came out, Doflamingo suddenly felt the uncontrollable desire for destruction deep in his heart.

An uncontrollable desire and anger that wants to kill, no, destroy this man!

How dare he look at himself with such eyes!

That look was just like the look those five damn old men of the World Government looked at me when she was carrying her father's head up the stairs to heaven! !

"Doflamingo,"

"navy!?"

Torrebol quickly reacted and confirmed Darren's identity the moment he saw Darren's military uniform.

In an instant, Darren felt murderous intent coming from all directions like a tide.

Swish, swish, swish! !

The members of the Don Quixote family scattered around raised their spears in unison and stared fiercely at the black-haired marine. Hundreds of black-hole muzzles were all focused on Darren.

They are the Don Quixote Pirates.

They never paid attention to the mere navy!

"Hey, hey, hey, do you pull out a gun when you disagree?"

At this time, I only heard the naval colonel raising his hands in a gesture of surrender and saying something with a smile.

This action...is he surrendering?

Torebol and others saw weird and ridiculous expressions on their faces when Darren raised his hands.

But the strange scene that followed made them suddenly feel a biting chill coming from the soles of their feet and rushing to their brains in an instant.

"I don't like having a gun pointed at me."

The navy captain laughed.

The members of the Don Quixote family were all stunned.

suddenly,

An invisible force suddenly spread from the rear admiral in front of them. They felt that the gun in their hands was suddenly wrapped up by an irresistible force, and they could not control the release of it!

I saw the fine steel spear spinning in mid-air, and the muzzle was actually aimed at my eyebrows!

What power is this! ?

The expressions of everyone in the Don Quixote family changed drastically, and the pistols actually started to move on their own! ?

They have never seen such weird power!

The moment the gun was pointed between their eyebrows, they subconsciously raised their hands.

Click!

The safety of the long gun suspended in mid-air was "automatically" opened!

Pull the trigger in little by little.

Such a terrifying scene,

Such a close distance,

It even made them smell the gunpowder in their own guns!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The entire street was extremely quiet, and you could hear a pin drop. Only the subtle "click" sound of hundreds of musket triggers being pulled bit by bit could be heard.

An extremely strong fear of death instantly filled their brains, making each of them look pale.

Someone made a sound of throat rolling and swallowing saliva.

"Well, at least this way everyone has raised their hands and surrendered. I think that guy Porusalino will like this scene very much."

Darren looked at the originally aggressive pirates who were pointed at by his gun, and raised their hands with pale faces and frightened faces, and couldn't help but make fun of them.

He turned to look at the blond kid,

"Hey, Doflamingo, I want to talk to you."

At first, Darren simply wanted to come over and deal with Doflamingo, the sickly blond brat, and beat Qiu Feng.

If you're in a bad mood, just beat him up and kill him.

If he's in a good mood... Well, then give him a good time.

With his own ability, he can definitely wipe out the Don Quixote family easily, and no one in the world will know about it, not even the world government can find out.

As for Doflamingo’s so-called Celestial Dragon bloodline?

Darren couldn't care less.

No, the incident of Hildes Saint has shown that the lives of the Celestial Dragons also have a price.

But Doflamingo's words just now made him change his mind.

It is true that Doflamingo is a twisted madman full of destructive desires, but he is more shrewd, cunning, and more organized than ordinary madmen.

He is different from those pirates who only know how to destroy and plunder.

He can restrain his desires for the sake of his ambition.

Such people, even if they are hostile to each other, are worthy of Darren's high regard.

And most importantly,

Doflamingo's identity as a "former Celestial Dragon", coupled with his methods and abilities, should be of great use if controlled properly.

If you can control him, many of your future actions will be much easier.

Even the world government doesn't dare to cause trouble for itself, let alone the headquarters.

"Let's talk?"

Doflamingo seemed to have heard some ridiculous joke and laughed sadly:

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.. Pirates and navy have nothing to talk about."

"That's not necessarily the case. I'm not an ordinary marine."

Darren shrugged indifferently and said with interest.

"——But I don't want to talk to you at all!"

Doflamingo's smile suddenly turned ferocious and twisted, his sunglasses flashed with a cold light, and he suddenly raised his hand and swung it at Darren from the air!

Laughing ferociously:

"...I just want to kill you!"

laugh! !

A sudden sharp crack ripped through the air.

There seemed to be an invisible sharp sword passing through the void, cutting through everything.

A slender cut suddenly appeared in the walls of the two buildings in front, and then the upper half of the building collapsed rumbled along the smooth cut.

Keng! !

A clear voice sounded.

Doflamingo's pupils shrank.

I saw that the black-haired marine's chest had been cut open in his military uniform.

The almost transparent sharp thread "cut" into the skin of his chest, but sparks of metal friction appeared, unable to penetrate even an inch!

"impossible!!"

Torrepol and other cadres exclaimed with shock on their faces, unable to believe their eyes.

Although the young master is still very young, with the blessing of amazing talents, he has already developed the ability of the thread fruit to a very high level.

That kind of sharp thread can kill people invisible.

Not to mention mere flesh and blood, even buildings and rocks can be cut easily!

With all his strength, the young master even cut a pirate ship in half on the sea! !

but now……

The young master's Thread Fruit ability is actually unable to cut this marine's body! ?

What a monster this is! ?

"Thread fruit? It's a pity that you haven't mastered domineering yet..."

Darren looked down at the sharp threads stuck between the muscles and suddenly smiled.

With his current physique, except for the swordsman's slashes, any attack that does not contain the domineering aura will basically not cause any harm to him.

Doflamingo is only twelve or thirteen years old now, and when he is still growing, he can achieve this step, and his talent is already far better than most geniuses in this sea.

In the frozen eyes of the Don Quixote family,

Darren stretched out his fingers, hooked the silk thread stuck on his chest, and pulled it gently, seemingly casually.

Doflamingo's expression changed slightly.

The silk thread connecting his fingers conveyed a terrifying force that was simply impossible to contend with.

His body was dragged by the thread, flying upside down from where he was, and flying quickly towards Darren.

"If you dare to draw a gun, you should be prepared to be killed."

Darren looked at Doflamingo who was dragged over by him and said with a smile.

Snapped!

He snapped his fingers.

Then,

Bang bang bang bang bang! !

Heavy gunshots echoed in the streets.