Chapter 169 A Game
"500 pirates or criminals, right?"
"Well, I see. Before midnight tonight... no problem.
North Sea, Lubeck Island, Don Quixote Family's residence lobby.
The flying squirrel put down the encrypted Den Den Mushi, looked up at the blond boy in a pink feather coat in front of him, and said calmly:
"You heard it too. I need your help this time."
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, of course it's no problem... It's my honor to share the worries of the Godfather."
Doflamingo's sunglasses flashed with a strange cold light, and he laughed a little nervously.
"I should be able to hand over about 200 people. It just so happens that a group of ignorant guys made trouble in my casino and were caught on the spot by Diamante. I was originally worried about how to deal with it..."
The flying squirrel did not comment, and said coldly:
"This is not what I care about. Two hundred people are enough. "
He didn't care about the Don Quixote family's activities in the North Sea, and he even felt a little disgusted.
But since Darren acquiesced to this, and Doflamingo was quite sensible and didn't interfere in some illegal businesses that Darren didn't allow in the North Sea, Flying Squirrel turned a blind eye to it.
Casinos, loan sharks, private banks, brothels, theft, arms smuggling... These ancient businesses can't be completely banned, and they are not within the jurisdiction of their navy.
In this case, it's better to let Doflamingo control these businesses.
On the one hand, it can collect a lot of taxes to obtain huge funds to expand the North Sea Fleet;
On the other hand, it is convenient for management. Once something happens, the Don Quixote family can be directly found.
As for businesses like human trafficking, organ trading and drugs, Darren explicitly prohibits them.
This is the rule and bottom line he set for the North Sea, and no one is allowed to cross it.
"The remaining 300 people will be dealt with by the North Sea Fleet. "
After the flying squirrel finished speaking, he picked up the wine on the marble coffee table in front of him, raised his head and drank it all, his eyes full of murderous intent.
It can be imagined that with such a simple sentence, the entire North Sea will usher in a terrible bloody storm.
"Thank you for your hospitality, this wine is very good."
"In addition, Darren asked me to tell you that he is very satisfied with your performance during this period."
"That's even better."
Doflamingo laughed strangely.
"But Admiral Flying Squirrel, I have a question for you."
Looking at the back of the flying squirrel who turned and left, Doflamingo's mouth corners raised a defiant arc.
The flying squirrel paused,
"Hmm? "
Doflamingo sat there, an inexplicable deep aura gradually emanating from his body.
The ten fingers of both hands were slightly bent and kept moving, as if they were hooking something in the void.
"Nothing, I'm just curious, as the then Admiral of the North Sea, are you qualified enough to take over the position of Godfather! ! "
Before he finished speaking, he sneered arrogantly and waved his hand heavily!
Swish!!
It seemed as if there was an extremely sharp blade in the air.
Swish!!
The walls and floors of the residence hall were silently torn into several deep scratches.
Doflamingo's pupils suddenly shrank into needles, and his smile froze on his face, as if he had seen something incredible.
The then North Sea Admiral Flying Squirrel stood there motionless, still with his back to him.
His body was "cut" in half by invisible silk threads.
But there was no blood flowing out of the incision, and the wound that should have been filled with flesh and blood was instead beating with hot plasma.
"What do you think? "
The flying squirrel's "broken" head slowly turned around, and it sneered at Doflamingo.
Instantly,
a bone-chilling chill surged from the soles of Doflamingo's feet, giving him goose bumps all over his body.
Then the flying squirrel disappeared.
At least in Doflamingo's vision, the figure of the North Sea Admiral disappeared like a ghost.
As if he had noticed something, Doflamingo's face changed drastically, and he stood up and turned around.
But it was too late.
A hand wearing a black leather glove had already grabbed his neck.
"Doflamingo, you are Darren's godson, I won't bother with you this time. "
Holding Doflamingo's neck with his left hand, the Flying Squirrel said expressionlessly as he looked at his face gradually turning red:
"But if there is a next time, and you still want to die..."
The right hand that was naturally hanging down burst into violent blue lightning, illuminating the dark lobby of the station like daylight.
"I don't mind trying it out to see what it's like to kill a Celestial Dragon."
"Is it really like Darren said, that it can make me awaken the Conqueror's Haki..."
The corner of Doflamingo's eye twitched violently.
The Flying Squirrel smiled and let go of his hand.
He considerately tidied Doflamingo's messy collar, then took a step back, stretched out his hand, and smiled:
"Then, I'll trouble you to cooperate with me in the next work. "
Doflamingo had not yet reacted to the ability displayed by the flying squirrel. His expression still showed surprise and shock. He subconsciously reached out and shook the latter's hand.
After the flying squirrel left the lobby for a full minute, he sat down on the sofa with a thud.
Without saying a word, he picked up the bottle of red wine and drank it down.
Gulp Gulp...
The blood-like wine spilled from the corner of his mouth, wetting and staining his white shirt, but he was unaware.
He didn't smash the bottle heavily to the ground until he finished the bottle of red wine.
The bottle broke into pieces, the fragments splashed, and the remaining wine splashed on the gray wall.
Doflamingo gasped for air, and it took a while for him to catch his breath.
He leaned back, leaned his head on the sofa, and looked up at the huge dome with intricate decorations in the lobby of the resident, his expression uncertain.
At a certain moment.
"Baaaaaaaaaaaaa..."
Doflamingo's crazy, paranoid and twisted laughter, like the devil's muttering, rippled in the dark and empty lobby of the resident.
"Interesting... Really interesting..."
"It's the legendary invincible devil fruit!!!"
"You found it all... You're amazing... My respected godfather!!"
"Are you so afraid of me!?"
"You even gave such a precious thunder fruit to a useless flying squirrel!!"
"Baaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"
"This game is getting more and more interesting!!!"
He laughed wildly, and the hideous veins on his forehead bulged and squirmed like earthworms.
"Then, let's see... In the end, will you kill me first, or will I find a chance to kill you!!!"
"Baaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"
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Please help me, and I will be grateful.
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.