Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

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Doflamingo looked at the Five Elders who were kneeling in front of him, and the smile on his face froze for a moment.

Five Elders? Trust? Me?

Looking at CP0's serious expression, Doflamingo suddenly wondered how this guy could hold back his laughter.

It's fine if he just lied to others.

I'm no longer the naive and stupid kid I was back then.

"So, those five old men trust me quite a bit, and even let me supervise the members of CP0."

"Does Saint Vorchuli have any objection to this? This is his jurisdiction."

A CP0 member explained:

"This is what Saint Vorchuli meant."

Doflamingo narrowed his eyes and stared at CP0 for a while, and then a smile gradually rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, all right, tell the old men, I'll take care of it."

"Yes, Lord Doflamingo."

CP0 kept his head down and said respectfully.

Then, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Doflamingo stood there for a long while, quietly looking out the window at the peaceful, prosperous, and submissive holy land of Marijoa, and the Celestial Dragons who also lived in the Western-style buildings in the Land of the Gods not far away and looked at his residence with weird, suspicious and contemptuous eyes from time to time. The smile on his mouth became colder little by little.

"What a clever move! You old men... openly want me to maintain peace and cooperation with that woman, but secretly want me to monitor her every move."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, what a clever move!!"

He raised his hands to cover his face, and laughed so hard that his whole body couldn't help shaking.

"What's there to be so happy about, Dover."

At this time, a deep voice suddenly sounded.

Doflamingo's pupils shrank, and he turned around abruptly, staring at the figure who had been sitting on the sofa at some point.

"You... actually sneaked into the holy land of Marijoa?"

A tall figure was sitting on the high-end leather sofa at this moment.

The black-haired young man crossed his legs and sat calmly on the soft leather sofa.

"You are outstanding, kid. After regaining your identity as a Celestial Dragon... you don't even want to call me Godfather anymore?"

Darren looked at the blond Celestial Dragon in front of him with a smile, and his tone was playful.

Doflamingo's expression changed, and his eyes twitched slightly.

The black-haired young man was sitting there casually, tapping the armrest of the sofa with his right hand fingers rhythmically, but an indescribable sense of majesty and oppression arose spontaneously.

Because Doflamingo was shocked to find that every time the long finger with distinct knuckles fell, it pressed accurately on the rhythm of his heartbeat.

The most terrifying thing was that as his heartbeat gradually accelerated, the frequency of the finger's tapping also continued to increase, and even gave Doflamingo a "horrifying feeling that the finger was driving his heartbeat"!

If this feeling was real, then did it mean that when the finger stopped tapping, his heart would also stop beating?

As if sensing some kind of inexplicable threat, Doflamingo felt that the Haki in his body began to move involuntarily and gathered towards the heart.

But he suppressed this tendency as soon as it emerged.

Cultivating Haki that is strong enough may be able to defend against all attacks and surpass all abilities.

It is true that his Haki has become stronger, but who knows how strong the Haki of this guy in front of him is?

At this moment, Doflamingo did not dare to gamble.

Because the most intuitive and cruel fact is that if this guy had not spoken on his own initiative, he would not have known when he entered his mansion.

This means that if Darren wanted to kill him, he would not be able to dodge or defend himself, and he has even become a dead man at this moment.

At this moment, the glory and pride of Doflamingo's heart, who was equal to the Five Elders and became the vice-leader of the Knights of God, instantly disappeared.

The figure sitting on the black leather sofa rose from the ground like a mountain, becoming more and more unfathomable.

Doflamingo took a deep breath and smiled:

"I was just very surprised by your arrival and I didn't react for a while... Godfather."

When he said the last sentence, his voice became obviously hoarse and low.

"I was just kidding you.That's all, Dover... You are my godson, you must remember that I will always be patient with you. "

Darren smiled gently and said:

"No matter what stupid things you do, I will forgive you, child."

Doflamingo was startled, and before he could say anything, Darren had already waved his hand, and then looked at the magnificent decoration inside the Celestial Dragon's mansion with interest, and exclaimed:

"The living environment is really good. It can be seen that the five old men have really spent a lot of time to win your support... I observed that the grade of your mansion surpasses most of the Celestial Dragons in the Holy Land."

He took a cigar from the cigar box on the glass coffee table without hesitation, bit it in his mouth and lit it, and said with a smile:

"Well, I saw the statue on your Heaven's Stairs, it is very energetic and imposing. "

Doflamingo pursed his lips. Facing Darren's sincere praise, he didn't know what to say in response for a moment.

"Don't be nervous."

Darren smiled and stood up from the sofa, patting Doflamingo on the shoulder.

He then walked to the wine cabinet beside him, took out a glass and whiskey, and poured two glasses of wine.

After handing Doflamingo a glass, Darren shook his glass, looked at the blond boy in front of him who had obviously grown a lot taller and was already nearly 1.8 meters tall, and smiled with satisfaction:

"Dover, you have indeed grown up."

Doflamingo was silent for a while, and his eyes behind the sunglasses flashed.

"I wonder what arrangements the Godfather has made this time?"

Darren smiled and said:

"This is your housewarming party, and it is also a leap in your career... As your godfather, of course I have to come to watch the ceremony in person. ”

“Congratulations, Dover… Congratulations on becoming the vice-captain of the Knights of God, and congratulations on fulfilling your dream.”

He raised the glass in his hand.

“How is it?”

“Power, wealth, status, and the sense of superiority above everyone else… These are all things you dreamed of when you were young, and now you have finally regained them all with your own efforts.”

“How do you feel?”

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