Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

"Sandstorm!"

Accompanied by a cold shout, the yellow sand that swept up the ground suddenly rioted as if it had received some order.

The yellow sand cyclone visible to the naked eye continued to condense and twist, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a sandstorm as high as more than ten meters, almost crushing the three people in the melee with an overwhelming momentum.

"This is... a sandstorm!"

"Is it a natural devil fruit ability user?"

"This ability... should be that guy!"

"..."

The sudden movement made the faces of the navy present change slightly.

The eyes of Doflamingo and the other two who were fighting in a group suddenly sternly, and they retreated at the same time in tacit understanding, and burst out their own abilities!

The silk thread undulated like a hacksaw, the knife light was gorgeous like a waterfall, and the shadow twisted like a snake...

Tear up this sandstorm that rolled all over the sky completely!

The next moment,

The figures of the three people shot out from the yellow sand at the same time, landed steadily, and stared at the figure gathered in the center of the sandstorm with a sneer in their eyes.

"Guhahaha, the reaction is not bad."

"But if you are only at this level, I am afraid you are not qualified to be on par with me in the Seven Warlords of the Sea..."

A low sneer came out, and the flying sand seemed to have some kind of spirituality, gradually calming down, and the figure gradually became clear and appeared in front of everyone.

The man was tall, wearing a mafia-style coat, an orange vest, black trousers, his hair was neatly combed back, and he was biting a lit cigar.

His left wrist had been cut off, replaced by a sharp golden hook.

"It's Crocodile!"

"The bounty is 281 million berries!"

"It is said that he is the first pirate to be recruited as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea!"

"Why is his hand missing too!?"

"Wait, it seems that among these candidates for the Seven Warlords of the Sea... except for Doflamingo, everyone else has lost a hand!"

Listening to the exclamations of the surrounding navy soldiers, Crocodile narrowed his eyes, and his smile froze for a moment, as if he remembered some bad memories.

Moria's eyes twitched.

"Hehehehehe, it seems to be true?"

At this time, Doflamingo suddenly laughed, his fingers kept hooking, and looked at the three guys in front of him with a playful expression.

"Is this the latest trend?"

"As one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, should I cut off one of my arms?"

Crocodile's eyes were sharp.

Clang!

A yellow sand blade and a bunch of colorful silk threads collided in mid-air at the same time, erupting with a deafening roar.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're angry..."

Doflamingo licked his lips, looked at Crocodile, whose arm turned into floating sand and whose eyes were gloomy, and grinned:

"Crocodile, right? I remember your name..."

"You once destroyed two bases of my forces in the New World. I haven't settled the account with you yet..."

Crocodile sneered:

"It's people like you who insult the reputation of pirates. You don't want to be a good pirate, but you have to go to the underground world to be a stinky rat... I just can't stand it!"

As soon as the voice fell, his whole arm suddenly expanded, and the moment he swung it heavily, a huge desert blade tore through the ground and roared towards Doflamingo.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, this is at least better than you weaklings who have broken an arm and still dream of becoming the Seven Warlords of the Sea!"

Doflamingo laughed wildly.

As soon as he said this, Moriah and Mihawk also attacked together.

The target of the three people's attack was the blond boy who was taunting him!

"Desert Sword!"

"Shadow Horn Spear!"

"..."

The sharp blade of yellow sand that crushed everything, the sharp shadow spear, the sharp slash that cut off everything... mixed with murderous intent, fell brazenly!

Doflamingo's pupils suddenly shrank under his sunglasses.

However, at this moment.

"Fishman Jutsu: Sea Flow Shoulder Throw!!"

Boom! !

The oval naval port suddenly rioted. At the moment when countless bubbles appeared on the sea surface, a huge and turbulent stream of water gushed out from under the sea surface, carrying a terrible impact force, directly smashing all the attacks of the three people.

Everyone, including Doflamingo, was stunned for a moment.

哗啦啦...

The sea water poured down from the sky, like a rain curtain.

A tall blood-red figure appeared in front of Doflamingo at some point.

Blood-red skin, strong physique, wearing ordinary casual clothes, thick lips, steaming all over the body's heat.

"Mercemen?"

Crocodile felt the sudden increase in humidity in the air and couldn't help frowning.

Moria's face also darkened.

Just now, he felt that his control over the shadow seemed to have become a little dull under the water of the sea.

"It's about time to make a fuss, right?"

The tall blood-colored mercemen surrounded the clear water with his hands, staring at the "one-armed trio" in front of him with a serious look.

At this time, the navy soldiers finally saw his appearance clearly.

"It's "Blood Dragon" Fisher Tiger!!"

"The bounty is 263 million Baileys!"

"The only mercemen among the Seven Warlords of the Sea!"

"Why did he help Doflamingo!?"

"Wait! Is it because he, like Doflamingo, has no broken arms?"

"..."

The navy soldiers seemed to have discovered something and were curious for a while.

Doflamingo glanced at Fisher Tiger in front of him, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Of course, he knew the reason why Fisher Tiger took action, and it was not about whether his arm was broken or not.

It was because it was the Godfather and himself who rescued this guy from the hands of the Celestial Dragons.

"Fishman, why did you help this guy?"

Moria asked sharply.

Fisher Tiger said coldly:

"This has nothing to do with you."

"But if you want to fight, I'm here to accompany you anytime!"

As he said that, he turned his head and whispered to Doflamingo.

"Thank you for the matter of those ships."

Doflamingo shrugged.

It was just the route information of several slave trading ships in the underground world. Since this guy wanted it, he gave it directly.

Anyway, he never bothered to touch the outdated business of slave trade.

Well, this has absolutely nothing to do with the man not letting himself get involved.

Hearing Fisher Tiger's words and seeing the two guys without broken arms "flirting" there, Crocodile, Moriah and Mihawk couldn't help but look at each other.

Gradually, the fighting spirit began to rise.

The two gangs set up their positions, and the atmosphere gradually became depressing.

The surrounding navy soldiers looked at this scene, and they all felt inexplicably excited, their faces flushed.

"It's started..."

"The battle between the Seven Warlords of the Sea!"

"The broken arm camp vs. the full arm camp!"

"..."

The big melee between the Seven Warlords of the Sea is extremely rare.

Ordinary people probably won't see it once in their lifetime.

But now they can eat melons in the front row!

At the same time,

A series of powerful figures kept jumping from afar and flashing.

A large snow-white cloak fluttered behind them, lined up on the walls of the military fortress, magnificent.

"These Shichibukai are so unscrupulous..."

"Where do they think this is!"

"It seems that Admiral Sengoku wants to see their details..."

"Then wait."

Hearing the movement over there, the navy soldiers present all turned their heads to look.

"These are the elite generals of our 'Golden Generation'!"

"Almost all of them are here!"

"Major General Gion, Major General Huoshaoshan, Major General Onigumo, Major General Doberman, Brigadier General Stolobery..."

"..."

Looking at the imposing figures on the city wall, they all felt a great sense of pride.

So, the field gradually quieted down.

The five Shichibukai confronted each other, with clear distinctions.

The water in Fisher Tiger's hand rolled.

Doflamingo hooked his fingers and grinned.

The shadow behind Moria was ready to move.

Mihawk's eyes were indifferent, and the black knife in his hand seemed to devour all the light.

Sand and gravel swirled around Crocodile's body.

The atmosphere was like a bowstring stretched to the extreme...it could break at any time!

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This chapter is not short, please help me.