Pirates: At the top of the game, Demon God Barrett

Watch Barrett's mountain-like figure go away.

In the bamboo bar of the ripping bar, Renly looked like he had nowhere to vent his anger and slumped down on the chair.

He found.

Barrett's character is much worse than when he was on Roger's boat.

At least Barrett at that time was not very interested in anything other than combat.

is an extremely pure battle maniac.

Mihawk was silent for a while, and suddenly spoke: "This man is very strong."

He turned to look at Shanks beside him.

"No weaker than you, Shanks."

Beckman and the others were stunned and looked at Shanks.

When Shanks heard this, he showed a wry smile.

"Of course."

"You haven't been in contact with him, you don't know how terrifying Douglas Barrett really is."

Shanks' eyes were ethereal, as if caught in a memory.

After a while, he shook his head and said

, "More than twenty years ago, I remember, at that time, Barrett's age seemed to be only fifteen years old, or sixteen years old."

Saying that, Shanks peeked at Renly, who was sitting on a stool.

Seeing that he was silent, he continued:

"Do you know how strong Barrett was at that time?"

Seeing that everyone shook their heads one after another, they showed curiosity.

"At that time, Barrett already had a powerful three-color domineering, and a monster-like physique, plus his crazy and frightening fighting posture."

"His comprehensive strength is even comparable to Deputy Captain Renly."

"How is that possible? Sixteen and Mr. Reilly at that time? Jesus opened his mouth wide, his face full of shock.

Rakiru also shouted: "Doesn't that mean that sixteen-year-old Barrett has the combat power of the rank of a admiral?"

He looked at Reilly again and muttered in a low voice, "It won't be Mr. Reilly who left his hand, right?"

Shanks shrugged, "Who knows?

Saying that, he looked at Reilly cautiously and asked softly: "Deputy Captain Reilly, you... Did you keep your hands then?

Renly didn't speak, his expression messy in the wind.

It took a long time before he took a deep breath, cheered up, got up and began to clean up the mess in the bar.

While picking up a rag and wiping the wine bottle on the wine rack, Renly whispered,

"Keep your hands?"

"Huh."

"You haven't fought that bastard, and you have no idea what a wrong idea it would be to keep your hands when fighting him."

"That kid is a complete battle maniac."

"Once you go crazy, you will not recognize the six relatives, and you will not distinguish between enemies and friends."

"So, whenever there was a fight."

"Either he's alone in the front."

"Either Barrett is following Roger."

"Otherwise, once he falls into that crazy posture, no one can really control him except Roger."

Hearing Renly's words, Shanks and the others looked at each other and couldn't help but be speechless.

Shanks got up, walked to the cracked bar door, and cast his eyes on the shore when he came.

"I don't know what Barrett did before they stayed over there."

Subconsciously, Shanks released his powerful domineering aura and covered the past in the direction of the coast.

Buzzing.

The powerful sight instantly spread out for thousands of meters, imprinting the scene on the coast 360 degrees without dead ends in his mind.

The next moment, Shanks' face became extremely ugly.

"What's wrong?" Reilly noticed that he was wrong and asked.

Shanks exhaled a turbid breath and sighed: "That madman, kill all the people of the supernova pirate group."

"Where we landed, there were corpses all over the place, and blood stained the sea red."

"At least eight hundred people died."

"What?!"

Jesus, Beckman, and Lakiru all changed color, and Huo Ran got up and almost knocked over the table and chair in front of him.

Reilly's action of rubbing the bottle paused for a long time.

Only then slowly wiped it up again.

"The new world is about to set off an unprecedented bloody storm again."

.......

Chambord Island, an auction house for valuables.

Barrett looked up at the resplendent building in front of him, and he couldn't help but think of something he hadn't experienced, but knew very well.

"Is this where Straw Hat Luffy beat the Flying Draco?"

"Doflamingo's territory for that kid."

"It looks quite luxurious."

He looked at himself again.

Now he is still wearing the black and white striped prisoner pants.

The cuffs are tattered and brushed.

The prisoner shoes worn on his feet are gray and white, and they look how old and old-fashioned.

In fact, it's not that the prison pants and shoes are so good that they can't be worn.

Instead, he was on top of his pants and shoes, covered with armed color domineering.

Otherwise, ten pairs of pants will also be shattered.

"It's time to get a decent outfit, these rotten pants have been fucking worn for twenty-one years."

Barrett smiled self-deprecatingly, took a step forward, and walked straight towards the auction in front of him.

At the entrance of the auction house, two security guards in armor were standing guard.

Suddenly noticing Barrett's approach, they immediately trembled in fear.

One of them forced himself to calm down and shouted at Barrett: "The auction house has not yet started, if necessary, please... Please come over tomorrow.

Barrett turned a deaf ear and still walked with his steps.

Seeing that their words had no effect, the two of them immediately weakened their legs, and said again with a strong voice:

"This is the Seven Martial Seas of His Majesty the Venerable King, the auction house under His Royal Highness Doflamingo, you... You—" "

Doflamingo?"

Barrett walked straight through the middle of the two gatekeepers, not bothering to look at the two tin cans.

"That kid actually went against me in Marin Fandor, and when I went to the New World, the first person to be killed was him."

Looking at the closed gate of more than ten meters in front of him, Barrett casually slapped it.

Rumble!!

The thick wooden door more than ten meters high burst in an instant, turning into countless wood chips.

Barrett grabbed the invisible air with his right hand and pulled it, and all the wood chips that were raised were instantly lifted aside, as if they were fixed in the air.

"This auction house is big enough, Doflamingo kid, in terms of business, he really has a set of ah."

In front of you is a step that runs diagonally down.

On the high platform with the red carpet at the bottom, there are hundreds of mahogany seats with ornate carvings.

At this time, the auction house was indeed empty.

But not without people.

On the high platform below, a man wearing bells and whistles was holding a small golden box in both hands, nodding and standing there, bowing to Barrett in greeting.

"Dear Mr. Barrett, I am the host of this auction house."

"My master, Mr. Doflamingo, has long anticipated your arrival."

"He made a point for me to wait here."

"This is a small gift from my master, please smile."