Chapter 13 Doflamingo’s help!

North Sea, Spedameros Island.

This is a port town full of stone buildings, slates, and chimneys, filled with gray-white smoke all day long. The people on the island mainly make a living by developing heavy industry, so the beach on the seaside is filled with industrial equipment waste.

This place was chosen by Doflamingo a few years ago, and he led Vergo, Torrebol, Pica, and Diamanti to be stationed here.

Because there are ready-made equipment and workers here who can mass-produce the firearms, grenades and other thermal weapons they need, and then sell them to various kingdoms in the North Sea.

In the past year, as the family's reputation has gradually increased, business and power have begun to tentatively spread towards the Grand Line.

Everything seemed to be going smoothly, but today, Doflamingo, who had just turned seventeen, received news that annoyed him.

Vergo, who is also seventeen years old this year, walked into the house and said in a deep voice to Brother Ming on the red sofa: "Dover, something happened over at Black Island!"

"Are there any idiots causing trouble again?"

"Aren't Jerm and Erro over there? Just let them deal with it." Doflamingo lay on the sofa and returned softly with his eyes closed.

"The person who caused the trouble is Douglas Barrett, a former crew member of Roger Pirates, nicknamed 'The Devil's Descendant'." Vidal continued to explain the situation without changing his expression, "As for Zhelm and the others, they should have been killed. Yes, I just called Zhongzong again, but no one answered."

"Um?!"

Hearing Barrett's name, Doflamingo opened his eyes suddenly, looked straight at him with sharp eyes, and said: "It turned out to be him. I didn't expect that we were so unlucky to encounter such a evil star. It seems that Black Island It’s completely over.”

Of course, he had also heard about Barrett's recent rampage and killings on the Grand Line, but now that he had actually encountered it, to be honest, he felt very uncomfortable.

Black Island was the first business point he placed on the Grand Line. He originally wanted to use it as a transit point to expand the family's business and power.

Now that this happened, he knew that he would have to wait a few years to enter the Grand Line, because in the dark world, it is difficult for losers to be recognized.

Since Black Island is under the banner of the Don Quixote family, being destroyed is a failure, so they have to wait for the influence of this incident to dissipate with the passage of time, and at the same time, their own strength needs to be stronger.

"Do you want me to take someone there?" Virgo asked.

In his opinion, although Barrett is a former crew member of the Roger Pirates, he is only 21 years old. Although he is four years older than himself, as long as he brings a few cadres with him, he should be able to solve it together.

"No."

Doflamingo shook his head and rejected the proposal, and said with an evil smile: "There is no need for us to take action, this monster is making too much noise, someone will deal with him, we just need to provide some help, blah blah blah blah. "

Vergo listened to Mingge laughing non-stop for no apparent reason.

In the waters near the middle section of the Grand Route, Route 4, a warship decorated with a dog's head led four surrounding normal warships to sail slowly in formation on the sea.

There was a rush of footsteps, and a colonel wearing a coat of justice was seen walking out of the cabin quickly. Then he stood still, saluted, and then, under the gaze of the adjutant Major General Bogart, turned towards his back. His tall figure reported loudly.

"Reporting to Lieutenant General Karp, we just received intelligence from CP5 and have determined the location of Douglas Barrett!"

When Garp heard this, he turned around and laughed with joy.

"Hahahaha, is that so? We finally found it. The guys at CIPHER POL have been doing a good job lately!"

He has been tracking Barrett for the past few days, but every time he arrives at the attack site, he is always missing. After all, Barrett fights alone, and his mobility is definitely faster than the fleet.

Okay now, CP5 is definitely following Barrett, so there is a chance to intercept him!

"Then what are you waiting for? Go ahead at full speed!" Garp ordered loudly.

"Yes, Lieutenant General!" Upon hearing the order, the colonel quickly turned around and ran back to the cabin.

Not long after, the entire ship turned around and sailed quickly towards Route 4. It took about two and a half days to arrive at the Black Island.

"What did CP5 say? Is that kid still here?" Garp asked, looking at the black spots gradually appearing on the sea level, and the colonel behind him replied: "Yes, Barrett killed them all. Everyone on the island seems to be recuperating there for a few days.”

"Recuperate?"

Garp curled his lips.

"I think he was waiting for us on purpose. He also knew that he had gone too far recently and the navy would definitely deal with him, so he found an island to recover his strength. However, the boy certainly didn't expect that I would come in person. Waiting I’m going to give him a few punches soon, so that I can teach this bastard crewman a lesson for Roger!”

He was right. On Black Island, Barrett was standing on a hillside looking at the approaching five Navy Headquarters-class warships.

Under his feet were dilapidated buildings and miserable corpses. Large tracts of blood were flowing everywhere. The smell of scorched earth and blood was extremely strong in the air. Even the sea breeze from the dilapidated port was blowing. Not clean.

It was just his keen sixth sense that made him a little frightened, but he was now fully trained and his physical strength had already returned to its best condition.

Now, even if he encounters a naval admiral, he dares to rush towards him head-on!

Ever since he witnessed Gol D. Roger's public execution in Marineland, Barrett felt that there was no goal or pursuit in life. There was no one in the world worthy of his lifelong challenge. With his terrifying talent , except for Roger, the other big names are all incompetent people who will be surpassed by him in a few years.

But this time, he was specifically waiting for the navy to arrive. Since Roger died in the hands of the navy, he should have sunk a few warships and massacred tens of thousands of navy ships!

If he really met the navy admiral, hehe, he felt that he had no chance of defeating him...

"Since the order is for me to be one-on-one with him, then you are responsible for surrounding the island and prohibiting others from disturbing you!"

Garp looked at the small island less than one kilometer away and couldn't hold it in any longer. After exhorting enthusiastically, he stepped heavily on the deck, causing the entire dog-headed warship to shake on the sea.

He was like a human-shaped cannonball that broke through a layer of sound barrier and shot out accompanied by air waves. Only Major General Bogart, who looked used to it, continued to stand there holding the long knife behind him. .

【call out----】

On the island, Barrett noticed the sharp sound of cracking the air coming from the distant air. He blinked and heard a loud bang. The town below was filled with large swaths of smoke as if it was being shelled. Several nearby damaged houses could no longer hold on and collapsed.

After a moment, a black shadow stepped out of the thick smoke.

"Hey, little Barrett, long time no see~" Garp stared at Barrett on the slope with a joking face and showed a bright smile.

On the other side, Barrett frowned when he saw that the person coming was Garp. His expression was subconsciously serious, and the muscles in his body were even more tense, and the alert level in his heart was directly raised.

He knew that this battle would be difficult!