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

"Mom, I'm fine..."

"You just hit her, and you did it in front of me."

"Woman, please tell me some truth. That's called pushing."

"I can't even push!"

"Fufufufu~ Just because she is your daughter, no one else can touch her?"

"That...Uncle Doflamingo, I..."

"Yes, it just doesn't work. I'm her mother, why can't I protect her?"

"...Damn woman, you gave me almost a little bit, and you said it was a push!"

"Nami is injured. Even if I push you, I can't hit you that hard."

"Mom..." Nami grimaced, and wanted to persuade the two people sandwiched between her to stop arguing. A big hand suddenly stretched out from the side and took Nami directly to safety.

Nami was pulled into a familiar embrace, and when she raised her head, she saw Marco's face.

Marco gave her a helpless look, and took her aside regardless of what would happen to the two people who wanted to argue face to face.

As soon as his feet landed, little Nami grabbed his hand anxiously.

Marco bowed his head.

"Uncle Marco..."

Marco squatted down, looked at Nami's injured knee, and frowned: "They are fine, but it's the injury on your leg..."

Nami was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "It won't hurt."

Marco looked up at her: "The wound is too dirty and cannot be treated with regenerative inflammation. We will go back to the ship in a while and I will treat it for you."

Nami nodded, but thinking of the girls who were beaten and bruised, she asked worriedly: "Then they..."

Before Nami could say anything anxiously, Marco stood up on his knees, reached out and took little Nami's hand, and said with a smile: "I understand, you don't need to say more, come with me!"

Nami was stunned.

He glanced back subconsciously.

Then I saw Uncle Doflamingo, who was full of veins on his forehead, grabbing his mother's collar and lifting it up.

Nami blinked:...

"You little girl, give me just a little bit, fufufufu~ Just like this, you still want to take her to the new world?"

Her mother scratched her neck and spat back unceremoniously: "So what?"

Uncle Doflamingo smiled wildly, and there was a targeted malice in his tone that Nami could not hear: "The new world is not as peaceful as the East China Sea. There are guys stronger than me there. You can protect me for a while, Can you protect her forever?"

Her mother sneered: "Who says it can't be done?"

"Think about it, a weak cub that bleeds when pushed, goes to a new world surrounded by strong men, what if he dies..."

Before Uncle Doflamingo finished speaking, Nami saw her mother's little fist hit the side of his face quickly and accurately.

He immediately sent the person flying out.

Nami trembled with fear.

Just now...she seemed to hear the sound of bones cracking!

Marco paused.

You don't need to look to know what's going on behind the scenes.

After all, any quarrel between the two would end with Doflamingo being beaten.

Marco shook his head helplessly, feeling quite dumbfounded.

"Don't be afraid, Yaya will strike carefully."

Nami: ...My bones are broken, and how can I be so measured?

But then I thought about it.

The way my mother hits someone is so cool!

Maybe it was because he was resisting, but Doflamingo didn't faint after one punch.

The man sat up, spat out the blood in his mouth, and wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand. His eyes under his sunglasses were full of shadows.

"damn it……"

He wanted to curse a few more words, but Yaya had already appeared in front of him.

Yaya raised her fists, black air rising from her body.

The same gloomy red eyes looked at the man who was as tall as her even though he was sitting.

"Nami will not die! She will not die whether I am around or not!"

In fact, rather than saying these words to Doflamingo, Yaya said them to herself.

die?

Although she couldn't remember what had happened, she couldn't control her anger when she thought of her lovely daughter being linked to the word 'death'.

When I think about Nami possibly dying, my heart can't stop hurting.

It was as if she had actually seen her die.

She gritted her teeth and spoke carefully, her tone was colder than Doflamingo had ever seen before, so cold that she was not like the Zenia he knew.

Really angry!

"No one can harm my daughter! Even if you call yourself a superior Celestial Dragon, you can't do it!!!"

The low roar fell, and under Doflamingo's slightly shocked gaze, the small fist wrapped in the wind of the fist struck again without hesitation.

Afterwards, Yaya, who was a little relieved, took out a small handkerchief and wiped the blood on her hands without expression.

Then, under the silent gaze of all the pirates, he picked up one of the unconscious Doflamingo's legs, turned around and dragged him towards the Flamingo.

For this reason, the members of the Don Quixote family, who were used to seeing their young master being beaten, took over their young master without even looking at Zenia. They were led by Torrebol and used their fruit powers to drag people up. He ran to the infirmary with ease.

As for the other crew members, they should do whatever they are supposed to do and be a calm group.

Can you not calm down? This kind of thing has happened five or six times a week since the woman came on board.

Isn’t it just a slight concussion┑(￣Д ￣)┍? Their young master has rough skin and thick flesh, which is resistant to falling and breaking, and is becoming more and more resistant to breaking.

Calculating on my fingers, I estimate that I will wake up in less than ten minutes.

The members of Don Quixote's family were forced to practice Buddhism, knowing that the young master would definitely not die. They couldn't even deliver food together, so they relaxed their vigilance.

However, when Marco took the two injured girls onto the boat, I don't know what he said to the woman Zenia, but the other girl rushed off the boat with an ugly look on her face.

The cadres who had returned to the ship and stayed obediently since the young master was beaten watched helplessly as the woman slaughtered everyone on the island. Everywhere she went was trampled by giant beasts, regardless of whether there were old, weak, sick or disabled among the pirates. , all the people fell on their backs.

Listening to the inhuman screams coming from the island, Diamanti finally couldn't help it anymore and asked Pica next to her: "Go down and see what happened? Why did that woman have such a big hair for no reason?" Huo'er?"

Pika shrank back and shook his head desperately: "I won't go!"

The main thing is not to die even if you beat him to death.

Marco, who had just dealt with the injuries of the three girls, stood up after hearing this, turned his head and looked at the two people squatting in the corner, half-smiling: "The pirates on this island abuse young children, kill the elderly, and abuse women... …Yaya’s anger at beating your young master just now seems to have not gone away.”

When Diamanti and Pica looked over with horrified faces, Marco raised his chin in the direction of the island, his smile looking cold: "It just so happens that the garbage on the island can be used to vent his anger."

As soon as he finished speaking, with the last scream on the island, everything returned to calm.

Diamanti:…

Pika:! ! !

Suddenly, Diamanti realized something and stood up with a loud sound. As she ran towards the infirmary, she said angrily and worriedly: "It's too bad, young master..."

Pika:? ? ?

Seeing his confused look, Marco kindly reminded: "Don't you go and see Doflamingo?"

Pika raised her head and looked at Marco suspiciously.

Marco suddenly pointed at his head and said with a smile: "This time is different from the past. Doflamingo really made Yaya angry. I'm afraid, this time it won't be as simple as being unconscious for ten minutes. "

Pika:! ! !

The brown-skinned man Pika stood up with a loud sound and ran towards the infirmary almost screaming, howling as if in mourning: "Young Master~ You must not let anything happen to you!"

*

small theater:

When the naval fleet headed by Porusalino and Garp arrived at the bullied island, they found that all the pirates were tied up on the beach half-dead.

On the side, a group of people on the island were angrily throwing stones and sand at the unconscious pirates.

On the lawn not far from the beach where the islanders and pirates were, there were many treasure boxes piled up piecemeal.

Golden treasures, lustrous pearl necklaces, crowns once worn by kings, priceless gemstone rings...the jewels were scattered all over the floor, dazzling the eyes.

After asking, the two women who had been treated by Marco explained the whole story to the navy.

"Uncle Marco is a good guy too!"

"Miss Yaya is simply a god-like existence."

"Not only did she save us, she also left us many treasures."

"It's great that the revenge of my loved ones has finally been avenged."

The mention of revenge brought tears to the eyes of the islanders, and soon they broke into a ball of tears.

Porusalino rubbed his chin with his fingers, and finally said to Garp beside him: "Yeah~ What a dereliction of duty~ How can I let my wife do such a dirty job as dealing with pirates~"

Garp snorted coldly: "Which naval base is stationed near this island? Let me go and see what kind of idiots they are."

Bogart took a step forward: "Lieutenant General Karp, he is the 96th branch."

Porusalino suddenly waved his hand back, and immediately the navy came forward and detained all the pirates on the beach.

Finally, Porusalino said to Garp: "Yeah~ Is Mr. Garp busy with something?"

He shook his head with regret: "If Mr. Karp is really busy with something, I can only go to Yaya alone~"

Garp looked at him silently for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed, and slapped Porusalino on the back with his big hand like a cattail leaf fan.

Porusalino almost lost his breath when he was photographed.

After finally standing firm, I heard Garp say: "How can I let you go alone? What if I meet red-haired and Rayleigh? I don't want the white-haired person to send the black-haired person away, hahaha!"

Polusalino: Please give me your kind words! Definitely not dead.