The Pirate of the Void Throne

Somewhere in the New World.

A news bird swooped down from the sky, and what came into view was an island with a large number of mushroom-shaped rocks on its coastline.

This is a tropical city with a resort style, known as the "Land of Love, Passion and Toys" - Dressrosa!

King's Heights.

There are many tall buildings and magnificent palaces.

"Puff puff puff..."

"Do you know what pain is, what sorrow is, what hardship is?"

"Puff puff puff..."

"Speak! Celestial Dragon!!"

The dream ends abruptly here.

Doflamingo sat up in shock, large beads of sweat dripping down his face. It took him a long time to calm down his breathing.

"Puff puff puff..."

The phone was still ringing annoyingly, but Doflamingo didn't seem to hear it. He took off his sunglasses from the window sill, drank another bottle of liquor, and then picked up the phone.

"Doflamingo, you bastard, it took you so long to react after the phone rang. It seems that your strength is getting worse and worse now."

A gloomy and hoarse voice came through the phone bug.

Hearing this familiar voice, Doflamingo was stunned for a moment, and then the corner of his mouth curled up in an exaggerated arc.

"Hey, you're such a rare visitor. I didn't expect you to contact me. Are you planning to join forces with me, you bastard crocodile."

"Joining forces? Don't be so self-righteous. With your strength, you are more than enough to be my subordinate."

"Hey, for a guy who can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth, I thought your personality would be more tempered after not seeing you for so many years."

"Stop talking nonsense, I need a batch of arms and weapons now."

"Are you, the hero of Alabasta, planning to start an arms business? It's really interesting..."

Listening to Doflamingo's profound words, Crocodile's voice gradually revealed a hint of murderous intent:

"You bastard Doflamingo, stop meddling in other people's business. I think you are looking for death."

Facing the threat from the phone bug, Doflamingo said indifferently:

"You have a really bad attitude when it comes to asking for help, you bastard crocodile."

"Tell me the time and place."

Crocodile pondered for a moment and said slowly

"Alabasta, Rohala Port, the sooner the better."

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. No problem. I'll have someone deliver it in person."

Doflamingo was about to say a few more words to reminisce about old times, but found that the person on the other end had already hung up the phone.

Although we didn’t talk much, it was still a good start.

After Doflamingo hung up the phone, his fingers shook up and down, looking quite happy.

Among the Shichibukai, the only one he admired the most was Sand Crocodile Crocodile, and the two of them also had many similarities.

Whether it is their style of conduct or their own strength, they are almost the same.

So Doflamingo attaches great importance to this transaction.

Inside the bullfighting arena.

Life is full of excitement, and the fanatical cheers are deafening, as if they want to break through the sky.

In the center of the arena is a huge platform.

The platform is surrounded by a canal, dividing the entire arena from the auditorium.

It was vaguely visible that there were strange black shadows running rapidly in the canal, full of dangerous atmosphere.

In the center of the arena stood a man as strong as a bear.

He has a rugged face, long blond curly hair, a red hat, and a red threaded tights, exposing a thick patch of chest hair.

It is Mahabais, the leader of the Don Quixote Pirates.

Opposite him lay a man covered in blood.

The man's eyes were wide open and he had lost his life.

It was obvious that the two were dueling.

The winner is clear.

"Hero! Hero! Hero!!"

"Lord Mahabhais, you are so handsome!!"

Mahabaisi dusted himself off and was enjoying the cheers of thousands of spectators.

at this moment,

The phone bug on his body suddenly rang. Mahabaisi took out the phone and answered it with a serious expression.

"I see, young master."

"I promise to complete the mission. There is nothing in the paradise in the first half of the Grand Line that dares to touch our Don Quixote family. Don't worry, 嘤~~"

…………

Rohala port.

This is the largest port city in the Kingdom of Alabasta. There are many merchant ships here every day, and the cargo throughput can reach more than a thousand tons per day.

Therefore, the dock of Rohala Port has a very large number of people coming in and out every day, and there are all kinds of people. It is best to describe it as a mixed bag of fish and dragons.

Among them, there are not a few pirates who disguise their pirate ships as ordinary merchant ships and sneak in for supplies and repairs.

After half a month,

The sea breeze came slowly, and a medium-sized Sangui sailboat entered the port of Lohara in a hurry.

On the deck of the ship, a thin man and a tall and strong man stood facing the wind.

"After the goods are delivered here, the next step is your own business."

The tall, muscular man suddenly spoke.

It is Mahabais, the leader of the Don Quixote Pirates.

"Of course, you can leave now. It's been a hard journey!"

The thin man smiled in response.

He wears a pair of glasses, has a very strange hairstyle, and has a number 3 symbol on his head. He is Mr. 3, a senior cadre of the Baroque Working Group.

"very good."

Mahabaisi nodded, and after the ship stopped at the port for 10 minutes, it started up again and slowly left the port.

In just 10 minutes, more than forty men dressed as secret agents had already moved all the items on the ship.

Efficiency is not bad.

The first transaction between the two parties was concluded without any accidents and everything was calm.

"It seems that we need to find an appropriate opportunity to properly hand these things over to the rebels in Juba."

"This kind of thing is naturally not a problem for me, who is extremely intelligent."

Mr.3 pushed up his glasses, a sinister smile appeared on his lips, and he immediately had a solution in his mind.