Konoha's Strongest Meat Escape

At the port, everyone who saw the big ship dispersed in droves, fleeing in panic like frightened fawns.

The burly figure standing at the bow is tied with a ponytail and two braids, a metal jaw on his mouth, and two ivory-shaped decorations on his head and shoulders.

The big billboard of the Hundred Beasts Pirates, Drought Jack of the Three Great Disasters!

"Shambod Islands..." Jack looked at the bubbling Shambod and asked coldly, "Where is that guy now?"

"According to reliable information, that guy showed up in the Chris Islands in the South China Sea three days ago."

A pirate replied.

"Still in the South China Sea?"

Jack frowned. Could it be that he still wants to go to the South China Sea?

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The voice of the phone bug rang, and Jack took out the phone bug from his arms, "I don't have time to talk nonsense now, just talk about something, joker."

"You should have reached the Chambord Islands, Jack."

Jack and the others returned to Paradise from the New World via the undersea channel, that is, returning to the Chambord Islands via Murloc Island, and the news on the bottom of the sea will be a little later.

They have just surfaced and arrived at the Chambord Islands, and have not received any news from the South China Sea.

Doflamingo called to tell Jack the news, "Do you know all the news about the South China Sea?"

"What's the news from the South China Sea?"

Jack asked back.

"The fleet led by Admiral Aokiji encountered an unprecedented tsunami, and the entire army was wiped out." Doflamingo suddenly laughed strangely when he said this.

"咈咈咈咈咈..."

"Did you know that this tsunami was not an accident at all, but man-made!"

"What exactly do you want to say?" Jack's tone was a little impatient, he always felt that Doflamingo had something to say.

"If one time is a coincidence, an accident, or luck, what about two times?"

"That guy is a real monster!"

Doflamingo said in a concentrated voice.

Jack understood at this moment that Doflamingo was worried that he would fail and die in the hands of that Xili!

"Who do you think I am!! I am Drought Jack of the Beasts Pirates!"

Click!

Jack yelled and crushed the phone bug's microphone.

Looking at the phone bug that was hung up, Doflamingo remained silent.

There was a sneer on the slightly raised corner of his mouth.

Anyway, he has already reminded Jack, if Jack really died at the hands of that monster, Kaido can't blame him.

"Torrebol, how are things getting ready?"

Doflamingo's original plan was that if Cili could leave the Chambord Islands alive, if Cili could survive Jack's hands.

So whether it is the money laundered from the batch of treasures from Tianlongren's other courtyard, or the sea tower spar requested by Xili, he will deliver it according to the agreement.

Now that the two generals of the Navy headquarters have been dispatched, they have been defeated, which has proved the strength of Xili.

Doflamingo didn't think that Jack could kill Xili, so he called to remind Jack that he was also preparing something to give to Xili.

"The total estimated value of the batch of treasures in Tianlong Renyuan is 130 billion Baileys, deducting [-]% of the handling fee..."

Torrebol was interrupted by Doflamingo in the middle of his speech.

He said, "It's too much, just take half of it."

"Wouldn't it be too little to only take half of it?" Torrebol sniffed his nose. Usually, if you ask them to launder money or sell special goods, the handling fee is [-] to [-] percent.

It is indeed dark, but they can guarantee safety and reliability.

Torrebol continued, "Except for us, no one can take such a large order, even if we have to charge [-]% of the handling fee."

"Money can be earned at any time, and half of it is 500 million."

"I have a hunch that that monster will become the eye of the storm in the new era. Before the future becomes completely open, it won't hurt to show a little kindness."

Doflamingo grinned.

"Another thing, Hailou spar... The Hundred Beasts Pirates have already agreed, but the price needs to be increased."

"How many?"

"Twenty percent."

"That is to say, not only do we not make money with one billion Baileys, but we have to post tens of millions?"

The veins on Doflamingo's forehead bulged, and he crushed the wine glass in his hand with a crack, "Give it to him, blah blah..."