Chapter 115 Who will clean up the mess?
Desert island.
The white birdcage covering the entire island has disappeared, and the bright clear sky is shining with warm sunshine.
The undulating waves beat rhythmically against the rocks on the shore, splashing white foam.
"Mr. Darren, I will work hard to fulfill what I promised you."
Fisher Tiger had simply bandaged his injuries at this time, and said calmly to the Vice Admiral in front of him.
"Well, please, Mr. Tiger."
Darren said calmly:
"I know that this is not an easy thing for you to do. After all, this has exceeded your original bottom line."
Fisher Tiger shook his head, his eyes filled with a different kind of emotion.
"The bottom line and everything else ceased to exist from the moment I killed that Celestial Dragon."
"Do you regret it?"
Darren suddenly asked:
"From today on, you will part ways with the free life you used to have."
Fisher Tiger was startled when he heard this.
He subconsciously looked back at the direction of action in the depths of the jungle, and in his mind came the tragic back figures of people laughing and dying. He pursed his lips and clenched his fists.
"No, someone has to pay for their death."
"And... there are more meaningful things waiting for me to do, right?"
He looked at the sea in the distance again, his eyes far-reaching.
Doflamingo frowned and felt something in his heart.
If he remembered correctly, Fisher Tiger was looking in the direction of the Red Earth Continent.
This guy, could it be...
Darren nodded and shook his head:
"You will do it one day, but not now. Impulse is not the right way to solve problems. You need stronger strength."
He stretched out his hand and smiled:
"Bon Voyage."
Fisher Tiger held Darren's hand and a smile appeared on his face.
"Thank you, Mr. Darren."
"Although I don't know what you want to do or what you are planning, but if it weren't for you, I would be a corpse now."
He looked solemnly and said:
"Thank you...for giving me the chance to kill him."
After saying that, Fisher Tiger took a step back, bowed deeply towards Darren, then turned around and jumped into the sea.
The moment the bloody figure entered the sea water, it seemed like a free fish, tearing open the sea water at an astonishing speed and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"What a convenient ability..."
Darren opened his eyes and ears, and carefully felt the distant aura of Fisher Tiger.
The fish-men themselves are the darlings of the sea. Their unique blood talents give them underwater survival and combat capabilities that humans cannot imagine.
A strong fishman like Fisher Tiger can exert more than twice the combat power in the sea as on land! ?
From today onwards, like a dragon entering the sea, I am afraid that except for extremely special circumstances such as being surrounded on land, there will no longer be anyone in this sea who can kill Fisher Tiger.
At least Darren thought to himself that if Fisher Tiger hid in the sea and did not come ashore, even if he went all out and even used the North Sea Air Fleet, he would not be able to do anything to him.
"Then, Lord Godfather, how should we clean up the mess here?"
At this time, Doflamingo, who was silent next to him, asked:
"You spent so much effort, even at the cost of killing a Tianlong... Is it really worth it?"
Darren narrowed his eyes, turned around and stared at Doflamingo, his tone suddenly turned cold.
"Are you questioning my judgment, Dover?"
The moment the words were heard, Doflamingo's pupils shrank.
He felt that his breathing suddenly stagnated, and his throat seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making it difficult to breathe.
Wisps of black and red lightning visible to the naked eye spread around Darren's body, twisting and intertwining, and the strong sense of depression made the surrounding void blur.
This is... a domineering aura that is enough to affect the essence! !
Doflamingo was horrified. In front of Darren's wanton release of momentum, he felt as if countless sharp swords were being placed on his vital points at the same time, and the pores all over his body exploded in an instant.
Even the domineering and domineering feeling in his heart was suppressed to the point of curling up and not daring to move.
How long has it been! ?
He originally thought that after this period of experience and fighting in the new world, his strength continued to grow, and even if he was not as good as Darren, at least he would not be too far behind in terms of strength.
But he never expected that it would be such a situation!
The pressure displayed by Darren at this moment completely shattered his pride and pride in his rapidly rising strength!
"I can not."
Doflamingo struggled to withstand the suppression of this torrential force, his face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth stiffly.
Darren narrowed his eyes and examined his godson in front of him, then suddenly smiled after a few seconds.
"That's good."
The suffocating momentum gathered back like a tide, and in a blink of an eye, everything around him returned to calm, as if the terrifying scene just now was just an illusion.
Doflamingo's nerves suddenly relaxed and he gasped for air. He looked at Darren as if he were looking at a terrifying ghost.
"Has the message been sent?"
Darren asked casually as he lit a new cigar.
Doflamingo swallowed nervously, lowered his head and said:
"Yes, but... anyone can see that this is fake news."
Darren smiled and said:
"It doesn't matter, someone will believe it."
Doflamingo was doubtful, but he didn't dare to show it.
Will anyone really believe it?
This dilapidated desert island hides the main text of history...
No one with any sense would believe it.
Just when he was confused, the Vice Admiral next to him suddenly said with a smile.
"Look, no one is here?"
Doflamingo was stunned, a flash of red flashed in his eyes, as if he sensed something, and his expression suddenly changed.
"This kind of breath...could it be..."
His body gradually became cold and stiff, and he turned his head in disbelief.
On the distant sea, a magnificent pirate ship was breaking through the waves at an extremely fast speed.
A golden beard like waves, a skull and crossbones symbol on the pirate flag, and a strange straw hat!
Doflamingo's heart was shaken, and the muscles in his whole body were as tight as a string. He felt the powerful and suffocating aura coming from the pirate ship, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.
"Roger...Pirates!?"
His fingers twisted uneasily, and the invisible threads spread out silently, connecting to the clouds in the sky, ready to retreat at any time.
But at this moment,
boom! !
An overwhelming terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the side like a god or a prison, radiating out instantly with the coast as the center.
The color of the sky and the earth changed, the earth shook, and strong winds and huge waves arose on the sea!
Doflamingo turned his head in shock, looking at the fighting spirit rising in Darren's eyes, an incredibly absurd thought came to his mind.
He... actually wanted to fight the Roger Pirates! ?
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