Pirate: I'm not the King of the Sea, so don't mess with me.

"Zhi, Ni, Ya!!!"

He was gnashing his teeth, and just hearing the sound showed how angry he was.

After finally peeling away Marco's hand covering her eyes, she saw Doflamingo's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Moreover, this guy called her by her name, as if she owed him 80 billion.

Yaya, who couldn't figure out why Doflamingo was angry at her, was completely confused.

"Ah?" Yaya blinked, looking confused: "What's wrong with me?"

Doflamingo's forehead had several veins visible to the naked eye.

The man with a black face was breathing heavily, like an angry beast.

If it weren't for the restrictions imposed by the Sea Tower Stone, Doflamingo would have given her a look of disgrace.

And asked him what happened?

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yujia lying on Nami's shoulder, wagging her tail leisurely.

damn it!

If it weren't for this damn Neptune...

The hands holding the waistband of his pants tightened and relaxed, and the expression under his sunglasses changed unpredictably.

As a man, Marco quickly understood something and couldn't help but glance at Doflamingo's lower body with sympathy in his eyes.

Tsk tsk, if you were interrupted while doing that, you can imagine the consequences...

Not being able to get back together is a life-long pain for any man!

But Yaya doesn't know why Doflamingo is angry at her?

After experiencing the initial confusion, Zheniya narrowed her eyes, pinched her waist, and was dissatisfied: "What for? Why did I offend you again?"

This fucking thing is so wronged.

"I was just shopping around and didn't do anything at all. Why do you look like I owe you money?"

"It's obviously you who owes me money, okay?"

That look on his face that said, "What are you making trouble for without reason?" really made Doflamingo very angry.

But to be honest, this matter has nothing to do with Zenia.

It was Youjia who knocked the person flying with his tail, and the reason for taking action was reasonable, it was to protect little Nami who saw injustice on the road.

Doflamingo understands this.

But the one who is reasonable is not the rogue Tianyakshahai.

Is that beast your pet, Zenia?

right?

Then he ruined my good deeds, should I settle the score with you, the master?

Doflamingo didn't feel like he was at fault.

After all, beating a dog depends on the owner.

...Even if he can't beat him, he should still ask the dog owner for an explanation.

His life was very important, and his good mood was ruined. If Doflamingo wasn't angry, he wouldn't be a man.

Nami, who had just saved two girls, didn't even notice the tension between the adults.

Yujia, the initiator, glanced at Doflamingo for a few times with his tail wagging leisurely, and then his attention was attracted by little Nami's concerned voice.

Nami looked worried: "Are you okay? The injury is so serious!"

The rescued girls were still immersed in the fear of being whipped, and were cared about by girls younger than themselves. The older girl opened her mouth, but her voice was too difficult to say a word.

She pursed her lips and shook her head at Nami.

The little girl, half lying in the arms of the older girl, curled up in pain, her face turned pale, and she was already semi-conscious.

People's lives were at stake. Nami thought for a moment and said seriously to the two of them: "Don't worry, mom and Uncle Marco are both here. Everything will be fine."

Suddenly remembering something, Nami's eyes suddenly lit up: "By the way, Uncle Doflamingo's ship is nearby. There are medicines on the ship. I'll get it. You guys wait."

After saying that, Nami stood up, turned around and ran towards the shore.

But as soon as he stood up and turned around, he saw Doflamingo standing in half of the ruins.

Isn't this a coincidence?

Just when he was about to find someone to borrow medicine, the person stood not far from him.

Little Nami got excited and ran towards Doflamingo, calling Doflamingo's name as she ran: "Great, Uncle Doflamingo, I want to tell you... "

Marco, who was clearly watching from the sidelines, secretly said something bad.

The lunatic was so angry now that he might not do anything to little Nami.

Marco's eyes instantly flashed with a look of chilling, his muscles all over his body tensed, and his fruitful abilities were ready to be unleashed, ready to rush forward at any time to save people and teach Doflamingo an unforgettable lesson.

But obviously, he was overthinking it.

Although a person like Doflamingo is so ruthless that he can even attack his own father, he also understands the truth that "the scales of a dragon are untouchable".

He knows where the strong man's bottom line lies.

Facing an existence that he can't beat, it doesn't matter if he doesn't touch the bottom line, but once he touches the other party's bottom line, he may face the risk of death.

So he didn't touch little Nami.

But because he was angry, when the little girl rushed to borrow the medicine on his ship, Doflamingo had a cold face and pushed her away indifferently.

That's right, pushed away.

And for someone of his strength, it was really just a gentle push.

But just such a push made Zheniya, who had been dumped inexplicably just now, furious.

"Doflamingo, why do you hit my daughter?"

The woman's usually gentle and soft voice became sharp.

At this sound, not only Marco, who was closest, was startled, but even Doflamingo's hand that stretched out to pry away little Nami trembled.

Marco:…

Doflamingo: ...That damn thing is called Paola!

Nami, who fell to the ground, naturally heard her mother's voice.

She got up from the ground. Maybe it was fate, but she accidentally fell to her knees when she was pushed down.

The movement of getting up affected the swollen and bleeding wounds on her legs. Little Nami lowered her head, frowned, and hissed softly.

This hissing sound was like opening Pandora's box.

Those with keener senses instantly noticed that something was wrong with the surrounding air.

Marco, who had a strong sense of sight, raised his head and looked around, then twitched the corner of his mouth.

No, the atmosphere of the entire sea area has changed.

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at the same time.

On the sea, a government ship was cutting through the waves and moving forward quickly.

The young man in a black suit standing at the bow of the ship suddenly frowned, raised his head, and looked at the cloudy sky with sharp black pupils.

Behind him, there was a report from his subordinate: "Sir, the storm ahead is coming, we can't go any further."

Hearing this, the young man turned around and ordered in a cold voice: "Turn the helm and stay away from that sea area."

"Yes!"

The steering wheel turned with a roar, and the ship's bow quickly turned around and moved forward quickly in a direction where the storm could not reach it.

However, less than ten nautical miles away, a slightly frightened report came from the lookout: "No, it's not good, there is a boat ahead, a small boat..."

The boy in the black suit frowned: "Bump him over."

The CP agent at the lookout gulped, admiring the commander's recklessness.

But it is impossible to hit it.

Because they can't afford to offend the owner of the boat.

The agent on the observation deck held a telescope and almost cried when he reported: "Report, report, sir, I'm afraid, I'm afraid it won't work..."

The boy in the black suit hated his stammering report and said coldly: "What did you say?"

Faced with the murderous gaze of the young man in black suit, the agent on duty at the lookout burst into tears: "Sir, it's Hawkeye Mihawk, that 'Navy Hunter' Jorah Kormihawk!!! That little one The person on the boat is him!!!!"

The boy in the black suit shrank his pupils.

The next second, a green light flashed through the young man's pupils...

The storm came as expected, and majestic raindrops fell.

Standing on the coffin boat with the pale green candle burning, the tall man with open clothes raised his head. Under the black top hat, his sharp eagle-like pupils stared indifferently at the government ship that was quickly being swallowed by the sea water.

The man calmly took back the black knife and put it on his back, turned around and walked back to sit under the cross mast.

Feeling that the raindrops hitting him were getting bigger and bigger, the man took out a white piece of paper from his pants pocket and placed it in his palm.

The piece of paper moved slowly towards the thumb as if it were alive.

After confirming the direction, the man did not hesitate and drove the coffin boat into the rain curtain, and soon disappeared into the storm-swept sea.