Pirate: With Yamato, Kaido is coming!

"Can't you guess yet? Doflamingo, I didn't expect you to be so stupid?"

Seeing Doflamingo's confused look, Molong continued to mock.

"Asshole, you are courting death."

Doflamingo felt that Molong was playing tricks on him.

Just this tip...

Let alone him, even if it were the Warring States Period known as a wise general who guessed it, he would never be able to guess it.

"Yeah, I'm just looking for death. It seems you're not hopelessly stupid."

Molong looked at Doflamingo and mocked.

next moment……

Doflamingo took action directly.

I didn't see how Doflamingo did anything.

Mo Long felt his whole body tighten, as if he was bound by something.

Molong knew that this was not an illusion.

But...

He had been wrapped in silk threads by Doflamingo.

However, the thread controlled by Doflamingo is so thin that it cannot be seen with the naked eye without looking carefully.

"Boy, now I will let you know the price of teasing me, Doflamingo."

The corners of Doflamingo's mouth curved, revealing an evil smile.

Five fingers began to move slowly.

Following the movements of Doflamingo's fingers, Mo Long felt the threads binding him begin to tighten, drawing lines on his body...

If you were an ordinary person, you might start to cry out in pain.

But who is Molong?

Having experienced death in various ways, this pain was as insignificant as scratching an itch.

Seeing Mo Long's relaxed expression, Doflamingo's smile turned gloomy, "Boy, it seems you can hold on. Then let's see how long you can hold on."

Doflamingo starts to increase his power...

The silk threads binding Mo Long's body began to tighten.

Molong's arm was strangled with strangle marks that dug into the flesh...

It seemed that Molong's arm could be cut off at any time.

"Doflamingo, is this all you have?"

Seeing that the silk thread had not cut his body, Mo Long looked down on Doflamingo.

"how come?"

Doflamingo began to sweat on his forehead.

According to the strength of his control, the silk thread should have been cut into Molong's flesh long ago, and even started to cut the bones, but now...it can't even cut and break Molong's skin?

This made Doflamingo feel that he might have encountered a monster.

This guy's physical strength is stronger than many people who use armed colors.

"Boy, this is what you forced me to do."

originally……

Doflamingo was just preparing to teach Molong a lesson.

But now it seems...

Molong was forcing him to use all his strength!

"Don't regret being cut into pieces."

Finished...

Doflamingo's right hand controlling the thread tightened.

All the silk threads were instantly pulled by a huge force and became extremely straight. The sharp threads cut into Mo Long's skin. At that moment... they directly broke through his skin and cut into his flesh.

The moment Mo Long was cut by the silk thread, he turned into a bloody man.

Blood flowed from the cut wound, flowed along Molong's body, to the ground, and then came to Doflamingo's feet.

but……

Doflamingo was not satisfied with the scene before him.

In his opinion, even with all his strength, the silk thread would definitely be able to cut through Mo Long's entire body.

Minced meat chopped into chunks.

But what about reality?

The silk thread only cut open the skin on the surface of Mo Long's body and sank into the flesh, not even damaging Mo Long's bones.

This was a little hard for Doflamingo to accept.

When had his mind become so fragile?

Even the human body cannot be cut open?

You know, the human body is inherently very fragile.

And his silk thread can even cut through islands.

Molong's physique is probably comparable to that monster Kaido, right?

Doflamingo thought so.

"You are really weak, Doflamingo."

Molong shook his head...

Then he made fists with both hands and shouted, "Ah!"

The body struggled to break free.

"Bounce, bounce, bounce..."

As Mo Long exerted his strength, the threads wrapped around Mo Long's body began to be broken by his power.

The breaking of the threads was transmitted to the hands controlled by Doflamingo, causing him to lose his support and fall backwards...

Then with a plop, he sat down on the ground in a very shameless manner.

originally……

Doflamingo was squatting, but now he lost his support and sat on the ground, his body falling backwards, which looked a little funny.

"Aromatic Feet!"

"boom!"

At this moment……

Behind Mo Long, Boya Hancock's voice came again.

One foot kicked Mo Long hard on the back of the head.

only……

The imagined image of my head turning to stone and shattering did not come across.

Boya Hancock knew before that her petrification ability might be ineffective against Molong, but... how could she endure after being punched so painfully?

Therefore, while Molong's back was turned to him, he focused his attention on Doflamingo.

She still took action.

Seeing his body flying into the air and kicking Mo Long on the back of the head with one foot, but it only made Mo Long's head tilt forward slightly, Boya Hancock was very disappointed...

Strength is not her strong suit.

So he kicked Mo Long on the back of the head without knocking Mo Long to the ground, and Boya Hancock didn't think there was any problem.

One hit missed...

Boya Hancock was ready to retreat and find the right moment to continue.

only……

Boya Hancock wanted to retreat, but Molong would not give her a chance to retreat.

Boya Hancock was about to jump back as soon as his feet landed on the ground, but Mo Long stretched out his hand, grabbed his waist, and held it directly in his hand...

That's right, Boya Hancock's slim waist was directly grasped by Mo Long with one hand.

of course……

This is because Molong now maintains a height of three meters.

Boya Hancock was less than two meters tall. The difference in size naturally allowed Molong's broad palm to easily grasp Boya Hancock's waist.

"Asshole, let me go."

Caught in Mo Long's hand, Boya Hancock clenched his fist and kept hitting Mo Long's palm, trying to make Mo Long let go. However... Boya Hancock's small fist hit Mo Long's hand. It's just like massaging his back. It's not painful or itchy, but it's a little comfortable.

It's so weird.

"Let you go? Call the master to listen!"

Mo Long looked at Boya Hancock and sneered.

"What nonsense are you talking about? The Ai family is the emperor of Daughter Island. You want to be the master of the Ai family. Who do you think you are? Are you dreaming?"

Boya Hancock didn't expect Molong to have such an idea?

Smelly man!

It must be like those bastards who are greedy for her body and want to play with her.

only……

All the other bastards were turned into stone statues by her.

But the bastard in front of her was actually immune to her petrification ability.

This gives Boya Hancock a headache.

For a moment, I didn't know how to deal with it.

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