Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

North Sea.

Lubeck Island.

"Blue."

The Den Den Mushi in front of him slowly fell asleep.

Doflamingo leaned back and sat on the soft leather sofa, with a strange cold light flashing under his sunglasses, and a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth, which lasted for a long time.

"What happened!?"

"Dover!?"

"Why did the Conqueror Haki suddenly burst out!?"

"..."

At this time, Torrebol and other cadres rushed in in a panic, posing as if facing a great enemy, and looked around. After finding that there were no enemies, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, don't be nervous."

Doflamingo glanced at them, smiled, and lit a cigar for himself.

Seeing their young master sitting there like nothing happened, Torrebol and several others looked at each other.

"That... I said... Dover, did something happen?"

Torrebol asked cautiously.

He could see that Doflamingo seemed different today and was in an unusually good mood.

Doflamingo exhaled a long stream of smoke, pondered for a second, and suddenly said:

"How is our Don Quixote family's business in the North Sea now?"

Hearing this question, Trebol thought for a while, counting on his fingers:

"Everything is going well. The cooperation with Germa 66 has also been officially launched under the matchmaking of the flying squirrel guy. Soon our family members will be able to equip some of Germa 66's technological weapons."

"In addition, in the past year, gambling, usury, arms trade, customs and other businesses have achieved at least 50% growth."

"The most The important point is that the heads of many countries and nobles in the North Sea have begun to accept the status of our Don Quixote family in the North Sea and have started to trade with us. "

Diamanti, who was dressed strangely, also laughed:

"As for cooperation with the underground world, business is booming... Especially the so-called underground emperors of the shipping king Umit, the cooperation with us is getting closer and closer. These businesses alone can bring us at least 2 billion Baileys in profit every month."

2 billion Baileys of net profit per month, more than 20 billion Baileys in a year!

This is an astronomical figure in this era before inflation.

20 billion Baileys is even the annual tax revenue of some small island countries!

It can be said without hesitation that with such income, Doflamingo can completely form a small fleet with strong strength!

Of course, according to the "Friendly Cooperation Agreement" between the Don Quixote Family and the North Sea Fleet, half of the profit of more than 20 billion will flow into the hands of the North Sea Fleet through various secret channels.

Even so, the remaining 10 billion Baileys is still an unimaginable amount of money for a mafia pirate group.

Hearing the reports from everyone, Doflamingo smiled and said slowly:

"It seems that our business in the North Sea is indeed developing very well."

"More than very good! We have almost lived a life like aristocrats!" Pica laughed sharply.

"That's right, Dover, you didn't see... The politicians and nobles of those countries, after seeing the logo of our Don Quixote Family, were so arrogant that they trembled with fear!" Diamanti laughed strangely, with a proud face.

"We finally achieved our original goal! ! Live a life of superiority!!" The snot under Torrebol's nostrils shook with excitement.

But Doflamingo's next words froze the proud smiles on their faces.

"In that case, we should leave the North Sea." Doflamingo said lightly.

Leave, leave the North Sea! ?

Trebol and others couldn't help but stare at Doflamingo with their eyes wide open in disbelief.

They finally laid a foundation in the North Sea, experienced so many hardships and fled in a hurry, and came to the current position, with a reputation, wealth, power and status that they had never had before...

They haven't had time to enjoy it yet, and they have to leave the North Sea! ?

Everyone looked at each other, their expressions were hesitant, but because of Doflamingo's majesty, they didn't dare to speak for a while.

The atmosphere suddenly became stiff.

"What's wrong?"

Doflamingo looked at them expressionlessly.

Everyone was frightened by his cold eyes and swallowed their saliva together.

Finally, Torrebol stammered and said:

"Well, I say... Dover, we have just started our rule in the North Sea. Isn't it too hasty to leave in such a hurry?"

"Haste? "

Doflamingo raised a self-deprecating smile at the corner of his mouth.

"It's not hasty at all."

His eyes drooped, and no emotion could be discerned.

"... He even disliked me for walking too slowly."

"Who dares to dislike you! ? Let's go kill him! !" Pica screamed murderously.

Doflamingo said lightly:

"Rogers Darren."

Pica's voice was stuck in his throat, and his expression was stiff.

Seeing them like this, Doflamingo couldn't help shaking his head and sighed:

"I know you all miss everything in the North Sea."

"Yes, compared to our wandering life at the beginning, we are indeed living a very comfortable life now."

"But all this is short-lived, and you should know it in your heart. "

Hearing this, everyone was silent.

They couldn't refute it.

Before meeting Doflamingo, each of them was born as a gangster, a hooligans and a villain, relying on robbery, theft, deception and other despicable means to live a life of food and no food.

But when they saw Doflamingo, when they personally felt Doflamingo's innate spirit, they saw an opportunity in the latter.

They wholeheartedly worship him as king, but at the same time, it is also to make themselves live a good life.

It is human nature to be greedy for comfort.

Doflamingo did not blame them.

"One day we will leave the North Sea."

"Of course we can be greedy for comfort, but this sea does not wait for anyone, and this era does not wait for anyone."

"Darren... No, my godfather just told me that the government is now planning a plan for the Seven Warlords of the Sea, and I intend to compete for the title of Seven Warlords of the Sea. "

Doflamingo stood up slowly, and the pink feather coat behind him danced wildly without wind as his momentum continued to rise.

A strong sense of oppression and the majestic aura of the superior came to his face.

"My family, the Godfather has pointed out a path for us."

"And now, it's time for us to take back everything we have lost."

Torrebol and others were shocked, knelt on one knee, and said sincerely:

"Yes, young master."

But they unconsciously had the same thought in their hearts:

-Dover is becoming more and more obedient to that navy.

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Thank you all for your blessings!