Pirates: The Correct Way to Use Piaopiao Fruit

Hallucination? Torebol's eyes widened, but suddenly, the black shadow appeared again, and this time, the black shadow seemed to reach out his hand and tap lightly on his body.

"Who is it?" Feeling the sensation coming from his body, Torrebol roared angrily. His bloated body suddenly swelled up, and the mucus made from the sticky fruit continued to spurt out of Torrebol's body. came out, as if a valve had been opened, and the mucus covered the entire room like a tide in an instant.

And that black shadow was knocked down by the surging tide mucus while running away. As soon as his running steps slipped, he was wrapped in the mucus, and Torebol finally saw what the black shadow in the house was. look.

"It's you!" After seeing his appearance clearly, Torebol was like a powder keg that exploded all of a sudden.

"You hateful guy who hurt Dove!" Torrebol's tone was full of resentment. It didn't take long for Doflamingo's injuries to heal, but the murderer actually dared to come to their territory? It’s so boring!

Torebol stretched out his open right hand towards Isaac who was in the mucus, and then gave it a firm squeeze. Suddenly, Isaac, who was covered in mucus, let out a painful "whimpering" sound, and the mucus penetrated everything he could. It penetrated into Isaac's body, including the mouth, nose, and ear canals. Soon, Isaac's whole body swelled, his eyes turned white and he lost vital signs.

"Hey hey hey!" Seeing that the person who hurt Dover was terminated by himself, Torebol's eyes revealed unconcealable joy.

The tide of mucus quickly opened the door that was closed by Isaac. Suddenly, Torebol followed the tide of mucus and came outside.

It was already dark, and in front of Torebol was the Don Quixote family who had arrived together. The person walking in front was none other than the leader of the Don Quixote family - Don Quixote Dover. Brother Langming.

Seeing Doflamingo's arrival, Torrebol's face suddenly showed joy, but the strange thing is, wasn't Dove's injury healed by Manxry? Why is there a bandage on the abdomen? Looking at the bandages on Doflamingo's waist and abdomen, a trace of doubt flashed across Torebol's face, but was quickly washed away by joy.

With a gesture of his hand, the dead Isaac's body was wrapped in mucus and came to everyone, showing the swollen Isaac's appearance to everyone.

"Dover, I said, I said I've caught the murderer who hurt you!" Torebol stuck to Dover's side and said happily like a child.

"As expected of Mr. Torebol! We are really proud to have a family like Mr. Torebol!" What Torebol did not expect was that even Pika and Dia, who had not dealt with him very well, Mandy also smiled and praised him sincerely.

"Yes, I am really happy to have a family like you, Torrebol!" Doflamingo also had a smile on his face.

"It's all what I should do!" An embarrassed smile suddenly appeared on Torebol's face. Looking at Doflamingo, whose face was full of sincerity, Torebol's eyes became moist at some point. .

"You should be happy! Torebol!" Looking at the tears on Torebol's face, Doflamingo patted Torebol's shoulder in front of him.

"Thank you, Dover!"

"You're welcome, this is all what I should do." A dangerous smile appeared on Doflamingo's face.

"Pfft!"

The sound of a sharp instrument entering the body rang in Torebol's ears. Torebol, who was immersed in his own world, was awakened by a stab of pain and raised his head to look at Doflamingo in disbelief.

"How could it be?" He held the knife firmly, and the blood from his hand that was cut by the knife and the blood from the wound merged together, and poured on Torebol's hand holding the knife. The blood made Torebol I felt hot.

"Why? Dover!" His heart was pierced, and it was extremely painful for Torebol to speak, but he still asked, his eyes fixed on the man in front of him whom he trusted most. He wanted an answer.

"Hahahaha!" There was no answer. In Torrebol's disbelieving eyes, Doflamingo and several other members of the Don Quixote family standing in front of him laughed together.

"Crackling"

Suddenly, Torebol seemed to hear the sound of a mirror shattering. The whole world was broken like a broken mirror. As the shiny fragments fell, Torebol finally saw in his eyes that had begun to become cloudy. To the real world.

The hut was still dark, and I couldn't see my fingers. In front of him, stood a young man, the one who injured Dover. He would never forget that face.

Blood gurgled with the fruit knife inserted in his chest, and his vitality continued to flow along the wound. He grabbed the knife and wanted to pull out the fruit knife with a strong armed color from his body, but he couldn't. There was a hand firmly attached to the handle of the knife, and no matter how hard he exerted it, the knife with a strong armed color pierced the mucus and stuck firmly in his heart.

"Ahem!" Torebol coughed up a large pool of blood, which dripped on the carpet in the room, dyeing the already narrow space with the smell of blood.

"Just now, was that a dream?" Torrebol asked Isaac intermittently out of breath. Blood welled up in his throat from time to time and mixed into his trachea, making his coughing worse.

"Maybe." Isaac said slowly, looking at the body in front of him that had slowly lost the question, his eyes became colder.

When he heard this, a glimmer of light flashed in Torebol's dim pupils, he nodded imperceptibly, and said with all his strength, "That's great! Dover didn't betray me, It’s great that the Don Quixote family didn’t betray me.”

Torebol's eyes dimmed, his lips moved, and he murmured: "That's really, really good."

"Boom"

Torebol's body slipped from the tip of the knife and fell to the ground. The mucus disappeared from his body, revealing the thin body hidden under the mucus. Without the mucus hiding, Torebol looked like, Somewhat sad.

Holding the fruit knife that was slowly dripping blood, Isaac's eyes flickered as he looked at Torebol's body lying on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

But in this room, a sigh slowly came.