Chapter 81 The Obedient King
North Sea.
Rubek Island.
"Blue."
The phone bug in front of him slowly fell into a deep sleep.
Doflamingo leaned back and sat on the soft leather sofa, a strange cold light flashed under his sunglasses, and the ferocious smile raised at the corner of his mouth lasted forever.
"what's going on!?"
"Dover!?"
"Why did you suddenly burst into domineering aura!?"
"..."
At this time, Torrepol and other cadres rushed in in a panic, assuming a posture as if they were facing a powerful enemy. They glanced around and breathed a long sigh of relief when they found that there were no enemies.
"It's okay, don't be nervous."
Doflamingo glanced at them, smiled, and lit a cigar for himself.
Seeing their young master sitting there as if nothing happened, several people in Torebol looked at each other.
"Um...I said...Dover, did something happen?"
Torebol asked cautiously.
He could tell that Doflamingo seemed different today from the past, and he was in an unusually good mood.
Doflamingo blew out a long stream of smoke, pondered for a second, and suddenly said:
"How is our Don Quixote family's business in Beihai now?"
After hearing this question, Torebol thought for a moment, clasped his fingers and said:
"Everything is going very well. The cooperation with Germa 66 has officially started under the guidance of the Flying Squirrel guy. Soon our family members will be equipped with some of Germa 66's technological weapons."
"In addition, in the past year, businesses such as gambling, loan sharking, arms trading, and customs have all achieved growth of at least 50%."
"The most important thing is that the heads and nobles of many countries in Beihai have begun to accept the status of our Don Quixote family in Beihai, and have begun to have trade relations with us."
Diamanti, who was looking strange at the side, also said with a smile:
"As for the cooperation with the underground world, the business is booming...especially the so-called underground emperors like Shipping King Umit, their cooperation with us is getting closer and closer. Just these businesses alone are able to Bring us a profit of at least 2 billion Baileys."
The net profit of 2 billion Baileys every month is more than 20 billion Baileys in a year!
This is an astronomical sum for an era before inflation.
20 billion beli is even the annual tax of some small island countries!
It can be said without hesitation that with this kind of income, Doflamingo can form a small fleet that is not weak in strength!
Of course, according to the "friendly cooperation agreement" between the Don Quixote family and the North Sea Fleet, half of the profits of more than 20 billion will flow into the hands of the North Sea Fleet through various secret ways.
Even so, the remaining 10 billion Baileys are still an unimaginably huge amount of money for a mafia pirate group.
After hearing everyone's reports, Doflamingo smiled and said slowly:
"It seems that our business in Beihai is indeed developing well."
"It's more than great! We have simply lived like a nobleman!" Pika let out a sharp laugh.
"That's right, Dover, you haven't seen...the dignitaries and nobles of those countries, after seeing the logo of our Don Quixote family, they were so arrogant that they were trembling with fear!" Diamanti Jie Jie smiled strangely, his face full of pride.
"We finally achieved our original goal!! We are living a life of masters!!" The snot under Torebol's nostrils flickered with excitement.
But Doflamingo's next words suddenly froze the proud smiles on their faces.
"In that case, it's time for us to leave Beihai." Doflamingo said calmly.
Leave, leave Beihai! ?
Torrebol and the others couldn't help but stare at Doflamingo in disbelief.
They had finally laid the foundation in Beihai and experienced so many hardships and hasty escapes before reaching their current position, possessing fame, wealth, power and status that they had never had before...
Before I have time to enjoy it, I have to leave Beihai! ?
Everyone looked at each other with hesitant expressions, but due to Doflamingo's majesty, they didn't dare to speak for a while.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"What's wrong?"
Doflamingo gave them a deadpan look.
Everyone was frightened by his cold eyes, and they all swallowed their saliva.
Finally, Torrebol spoke hesitantly:
"Well, let me say...Dover, we have just started our rule in the North Sea. Is it too hasty to leave in such a hurry?"
"Hurry?"
Doflamingo's lips curved into a self-deprecating smile.
"It's not rushed at all."
His eyes were lowered, unable to detect any emotion.
"...He even disliked me for walking too slowly."
"Who dares to dislike you!? Let's kill him!!" Pika screamed murderously.
Doflamingo said calmly:
"Rogers Darren."
Pika's words suddenly stuck in her throat and her expression became stiff.
Seeing their appearance, Doflamingo couldn't help but shook his head and sighed:
"I know you all miss everything about Beihai."
"Yes, compared to the chaotic life we had at the beginning, we are indeed living an extremely comfortable life now."
"But all this is short-lived, and you should know it in your heart."
Hearing this, everyone was silent.
They couldn't refute it.
Before meeting Doflamingo, each of them was born as a gangster, a hooligans and a villain, relying on robbery, theft, deception and other despicable means to live a life of food and no food.
But when they saw Doflamingo, when they personally felt Doflamingo's innate spirit, they saw opportunities in the latter.
They wholeheartedly worship him as king, but at the same time, it is also to make themselves live a good life.
It is human nature to be greedy for comfort.
Doflamingo does not blame them.
"We will eventually leave the North Sea."
"We can certainly be greedy for comfort, but this sea waits for no one, and this era waits for no one either."
"Darren... No, my godfather just told me that the government is now planning a plan for the Seven Warlords of the Sea, and I intend to compete for the title of Seven Warlords of the Sea."
Doflamingo slowly stood up, and the pink feather coat behind him danced wildly without wind as his momentum continued to rise.
A strong sense of oppression and the majestic aura of the superior came to his face.
"My family, the godfather has pointed out a path for us."
"And now, it's time for us to take back everything we have lost."
Trebol and others were shocked, knelt on one knee, and said sincerely:
"Yes, young master."
But they unconsciously had the same thought in their hearts:
-Dover is becoming more and more obedient to that navy...
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Thank you all for your blessings!