Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Chapter 50

The North Sea.

Lubeck Island.

The sky was gloomy and sad.

Bang, bang, bang...

Boom, boom...

Guns and cannons roared continuously in the town, and hundreds of people fought frantically in the streets.

Civilians screamed in fear, ran around with their heads in their hands, and cried incessantly.

Buildings caught fire and collapsed under the artillery fire.

The high-temperature flames turned into huge red wings, licking the belly of the sky.

"Damn Don Quixote Family!! Lubeck Island is the territory of our Firth Family!"

"You have crossed the line!"

A man wearing a newsboy cap, a black coat and a suit slashed the throat of a pirate rushing in front of him and roared furiously.

His face was splattered with the blood of the pirates, his white shirt was dyed red, and his eyes were staring at the blond kid not far away.

He was about eleven or twelve years old, only about 1.4 meters tall, with short blond hair, sunglasses, a white shirt and cropped pants.

He was obviously a brat, but he had a crazy and cruel smile on his face that even the leader of the gangster family was afraid of.

Don Quixote Doflamingo!

The kid who came out of nowhere, with cruel means and cold-blooded cruelty.

With his powerful strength, he led his Don Quixote family to make trouble as soon as they arrived in the North Sea. They have brutally eliminated the well-known mafia families on several nearby islands, and took all the territories that originally belonged to them, recruited soldiers, and expanded their power at an astonishing speed.

"咈咈咈咈咈..."

Doflamingo heard what Firth said, as if he heard some ridiculous joke, and laughed so hard that he covered his abdomen and fell backwards.

Several Don Quixote family cadres next to him couldn't help laughing.

Torrepol, who was sticky all over, holding a cane in his hand, and two lines of snot hanging from his nostrils,

Pica, who stood there like an iron tower and had a knotted body of muscles;

Diamanti, who was dressed like an Indian native and had colorful paint on his face;

And Vergo, who had a piece of steak on his face and a dull expression.

"Crossing the line?"

Doflamingo grinned, looking fearless, and said with an exaggerated expression:

"No, no, no, I didn't cross the line."

Firs looked at the family members who were wailing and falling around him, and became more and more anxious.

After this period of recruiting troops, the power of the Don Quixote family has far exceeded that of the Phils family in terms of the individual strength of the members and the configuration of arms.

If they continue like this, they will be wiped out by the Don Quixote family in less than ten minutes!

He clenched the bloody long knife and gritted his teeth:

"The territories of the gangs are clearly divided, and they must maintain stability and must not cross the line... This is the rule of the North Sea!"

Doflamingo grinned:

"No, you still don't understand what I mean."

"The so-called rules are the constraints defined by the strong for the weak, and are used to imprison the incompetent, mediocre, waste and garbage!"

"I didn't cross the line..."

He licked the corners of his dry mouth with his tongue, opened his arms, raised his head and laughed cruelly:

"Because... the entire North Sea is in my pocket!!"

"The rules of this world are meaningless to me, Doflamingo!!"

With his laughter, hundreds of Don Quixote family members also grinned, holding long guns, cannons, axes and long swords in their hands, like a group of hungry beasts, rushing into the crowd of the Firth family.

In an instant, swords clashed and blood splashed.

A dazzling and deep blood-red color slowly bloomed on the originally bustling and bustling street.

"You are looking for death!" Seeing this, Firth's eyes were about to burst, and he shouted angrily.

He stepped on the ground, and with the shattering of the floor, his figure actually crossed a distance of more than ten meters at a very fast speed, and in a blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of the arrogant blond kid.

He clenched the blood-stained long sword in both hands, and slashed it heavily towards Doflamingo's face with great force!

The explosive power was so powerful that even the traces of the blade passing through the air brought out white air waves.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Firth's eyes.

He could even foresee that the mind of the ignorant blond kid in front of him... would be split in two by his sword!

However, just as the long sword was about to fall, Firth's pupils suddenly shrank.

He saw a sneer.

From Doflamingo's face, and the faces of his subordinates... they all showed a teasing smile of cats catching mice.

Clang! !

A bright spark suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes, and Firth's bloodshot pupils trembled violently, and an unbelievable look surged on his face.

His own sword... stopped abruptly three centimeters away from Doflamingo's forehead, and could no longer be cut!

It was as if there was an invisible thing in the void, blocking his long sword.

The collision position even made a sharp and piercing sound, like the friction of swords wrestling.

"This... How is it possible..."

Firth's throat rolled, and he said dryly.

Looking at the half-smiley expression of the blond kid in front of him, his heart suddenly beat wildly.

As if it was tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey... It's really boring..."

Doflamingo laughed strangely, and his fingers suddenly moved like chicken claws.

Fiers' pupils shrank into pinholes.

The sound of the sharp blade cutting through the air suddenly exploded.

The moment the sound of the sharp blade cutting through the air suddenly rose, his chest seemed to be cut by an invisible sword, and a large piece of blood exploded.

Swish! !

The hot blood spurted out from the deep wound on his chest that could be seen to the bone, splashing on Doflamingo's face, making his young and arrogant face look hideous and terrifying like a devil.

Fiers' face turned pale little by little, and he slowly fell to the ground.

The gushing blood spread under his body, forming a shocking pool of blood.

"You...crossed the line...Darren...The Navy...will not...let you go..."

The dim sunlight was covered by a violent and twisted face, and all Firth saw was a shadow.

A cold, dark, bloody, twisted shadow.

"Navy?"

Doflamingo looked down at the head of the mafia family of Rubeck Island in front of him, and laughed sarcastically:

"I'm really looking forward to it..."

After the voice fell, Doflamingo slowly raised his foot.

The pointed shoe...stomped hard on Firth's head!

Bang!

A dull sound came out, and Firth's head exploded like a watermelon, red and white mixed together, like a ball of paste.