Chapter 71 Why should I surrender?

"In Beihai, the darkest thing is you wearing the banner of justice!!"

In the domed conference hall, the man’s maniacal laughter continued to echo.

"We, the so-called giants of the underground world, the so-called giants of the dark forces... are all tools used by you, Rogers Darren, to control the North Sea!"

The muscles on his face twitched ferociously, and he yelled:

"You who hold high the banner of justice...are darker and more evil than all of us!!"

Darren looked at the panting man quietly, his expression not affected at all by his words.

He exhaled a dragon-like smoke from his mouth and said calmly:

"This world is what it is."

This is the world of One Piece.

Anime is always beautiful, full of freedom, dreams, passion, friendship, youth, kindness and other beautiful elements. The adventures of the protagonist group are even more exciting and sound very happy.

But in reality?

Deep in the so-called hot-blooded world, there is great cruelty and coldness hidden.

Slaves are worse than dead, civilians are displaced, pirates are robbing without restraint, and the mafia is extremely rampant.

The world's aristocrats, the Celestial Dragons, are aloof and possess god-like power, and can execute civilians at will.

Pirates eulogize freedom and dreams, and the increase in bounties is actually something worth celebrating;

The government is corrupt and greedy, and the aristocratic politicians live in a state of intoxication;

The World Government has ruled the world for eight hundred years and holds unimaginable terrible cards in its hands;

As for the navy?

The navy, which defends peace, is seen by many as a dog in the hands of the government.

The so-called justice is pale and weak.

Separated from the perspective of the protagonist group, the world itself is a dark, bloody, and rotten world.

Darren saw the nature of the world clearly early on.

He cannot change the world for the time being.

So he must be darker and more ruthless than anyone else.

Hearing the navy captain's blunt answer, the man was stunned for a moment.

He was silent for a long time, gradually regained his composure, and suddenly said:

"In consideration of our long-term friendship, can you answer a question for me?"

Darren nodded and said:

"no problem."

The man took a deep breath, stared at Darren, and asked in a deep voice:

"I want to know, after you deal with us old guys, who are you going to hand over the underground world of Beihai?"

Darren raised his head, stared directly at the chandelier on the dome, and said calmly:

"Don Quixote Doflamingo."

The man was startled when he heard this, and then laughed.

He let out a long breath.

"That's it...that's it..."

He slowly sat up straight, buttoned his cufflinks one by one, straightened his slightly messy peaked lapel suit, and smoothed his back.

"Let's do it."

he said with a smile.

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Why should I surrender?

laugh! !

Extremely sharp threads whizzed across the void, and the three mafia members who were rushing over with long knives in front of them were cut off by Lazy in an instant.

Large amounts of intestines and internal organs mixed with hot blood were scattered on the ground. The faces of the three unlucky guys still had expressions of astonishment, and their pupils quickly became dilated.

Doflamingo twitched his fingers, a few drops of blood splattered on his sunglasses.

He moved on.

The members of Don Quixote's family swarmed up from behind him, drew their long knives, and killed him like wolves into a flock of sheep, causing the streets to be filled with blood.

Why should I surrender?

Doflamingo looked at the bloody hell-like streets around him, watching the members of the Rodriguez family fall in front of him one after another, his eyes under his sunglasses were a little restless.

Five more people jumped from the roof of the building on the left, holding giant axes and slashing down at him from above.

A heavy sound of breaking through the air came, and Doflamingo only curled his fingers.

Those mafia members seemed to be imprisoned by something and could no longer control their bodies.

"What's this……"

"I can't move my body..."

"my hand……"

"What are you doing!?"

"I'm sorry, this is not what I meant!! I can't control my body!!"

They let out waves of horrified exclamations with fear on their faces, and "watched" in disbelief as their bodies started to act without authorization and struck at their partners' heads.

laugh! !

The five people's weapons fell at the same time, and a shocking gap was opened in their foreheads by their partner's weapon.

Blood spurted out again, they each twitched and slowly fell to the ground.

The blood is getting thicker and thicker.

I have the ability to control everyone's destiny.

Doflamingo stepped forward with an indifferent expression, the power of the Thread Fruit was fully activated, and everything in front of him was cut and shattered by the sharp thread.

I am a born king.

I am a noble Celestial Dragon, and I am a descendant of the Creator.

No matter who you are, you must kneel before me.

This is the treatment I deserve.

Anyone who looks at me must look at me with fear.

Yes, I am right to think so.

Why should I surrender?

laugh! !

Doflamingo waved his hand heavily, and dozens of strands of silk threads were sprayed out, twisting into a "sharp whip" that was tens of meters long, directly tearing an armory of the Rodriguez family in front of him to pieces.

Boom! !

A huge explosion shot into the sky, and a dark mushroom cloud rose. Under the raging flames, the members of the Rodriguez family who had no time to escape turned into burning men in the sea of fire, letting out miserable wails.

He said that the underworld in Beihai belongs to me... But even without him, I can easily unify the underground world in Beihai.

I am destined to be the king of darkness.

Why should I surrender?

Figures kept falling down in front of them, and the hideous laughter of Torebol and others could be heard all around. The world was like purgatory.

Maybe Torebol and the others were right.

Doflamingo continued walking towards the grand mansion, leaving chaos and pain in his wake.

A cruel smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

There is nothing more pleasurable than appreciating the pain of others.

His whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Waves of irrepressible momentum erupted from his body, causing the flamingo's feathers to fly and dance.

Dozens of gang members rolled their eyelids and fainted.

Step by step,

Amid mournful wails and crazy laughter,

Doflamingo advances step by step,

Every step I take,

The domineering aura in him became more and more uncontrollable and became more violent.

The wind was raging and the sky was changing.

Why should I surrender?

The Rodriguez family is just the first step, I won't stay in a small place like the North Sea forever.

The Grand Line, the New World, that is the stage where I, Don Quixote Doflamingo, can truly show off my talents.

The sea belongs to heroes, lords and overlords.

The shouts of death and wailing gradually became weaker.

Doflamingo stopped.

He stood in front of a luxurious and extravagant mansion.

——The villa of Rodriguez Michael, the tycoon of the North Sea underworld and the patriarch of the Rodriguez family.

Unknowingly, Torrebol and the others, who were filled with the smell of blood, as well as hundreds of Don Quixote family members, had gathered behind him.

They looked at Doflamingo's back with adoration and fanaticism.

That arrogant back.

Doflamingo looked at the door of the dome villa, and his sinister smile became even stronger.

Yes.

No one can stop me from rising.

nobody.

So...why should I surrender?

Doflamingo thought to himself.

then,

He took a deep breath, his eyes were cruel and cold, strode forward, and pushed open the door.

Squeaky...

The heavy bronze door slowly opened, making a dull friction sound.