Doflamingo used a line so thin that it was invisible to the naked eye to tie up the clouds in the sky, so as to achieve the effect of traction, allowing himself to fly high in the air and at high speed towards Diès. Barrerus was where he was, as he thought about Crocodall in his head.

As early as when he applied for the identity of His Majesty the Seven Martial Seas, he sent someone to investigate all aspects of the information of the current Seven Martial Seas. Mihawk's true identity made him a little jealous, but he didn't need to pay too much attention to it.

And the moonshine. Moriah, in his eyes, is a lost dog, a waste that has collapsed after being wiped out by the Hundred Beasts Kaido. Now Moriah, he doesn't even want to pay attention to it, it's useless!

Only the sand crocodile. Klockdahl made him a little jealous, not because his strength was much stronger than him, in fact, he didn't feel that he was weaker than the other party, but the other party's heroic qualifications made him feel like a fellow practitioner.

However, for him, Klocodahl is much smaller than himself.

That said, it was also worthy of Doflamingo's greatest concern, and he was skeptical when he heard that Crocodall had personally snatched the fruits of the operation, or at this moment, he did not fully believe in Dies. Barrerus's words.

How could someone like him and Crocodall take action in person so easily, if it was to send a cadre over, Doflamingo would have believed a little more, which is why he had to go there in person.

"It's fun....."

Doflamingo's pink figure flying at high speed quickly disappeared into the blue sky, and his laughter lingered in this sea area for a long time.

A few hours later.

Dies. Barreirus was sitting gloomily at the bar of a tavern on the island, sipping rum and eating barbecue.

Besides, he was stabbed and bled a lot, of course, he had to eat some food, replenish his strength, and wait for Doflamingo to come and help him take revenge, and if he could, he might get some comfort and compensation.

At this moment, the two wooden doors of the tavern were kicked into the air, and in an instant, they turned into terrifying killing weapons under the huge force, blasting out two people who were drinking and chatting nearby.

The sound of their bones shattering could be heard in mid-air.

Now, everyone is unhappy, who is so arrogant? Kick the door without saying hello! Is there any royal law left?

Especially the boss who handed the wine to people in the bar was instantly enraged, and it cost a lot of money to repair the door, and then roared at the blonde monkey who walked into the tavern: "You look for death!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a sharp sound of breaking the air sounded in an instant, and a blood-colored hole appeared in the blink of an eye in the tavernkeeper's eyebrows. Barrerus slowly fell to the ground under a stunned gaze.

Feeling the surging killing intent coming from behind, and at the same time, the chilling sound of footsteps came into his ears. With a cold sweat on his forehead, Barrerus turned stiffly.

When he saw that it was Doflamingo, he couldn't laugh for some reason, so he sat at the bar and watched the tall figure walk up to him.

At this moment, the other guests in the tavern were also completely calmed, and they wanted to run out of the tavern, but for some reason, no matter how anxious they were, their bodies were motionless, and they could only stand there and watch Doflamingo.

"The waste that can't even keep the fruit is still in the mood to eat and drink here." Doflamingo looked at Diese condescendingly. Barreurus said, "Let's go, take me to the scene." ”

"Uh... Be... Be! "Hear his command, Dees. Barreirus didn't dare to take a breath, hurriedly put down the draft beer glass, and walked out of the tavern quickly, he didn't expect that the real Doflamingo was so terrifying compared to the rumors!

At this time, he already regretted contacting the other party, and for some reason he gradually felt bad in his heart, and this feeling of fear was far stronger than when he met Klockdahl before.

As soon as he walked out of the tavern, the sound of fighting and screams suddenly began to be heard from inside. Barreurus subconsciously wanted to look back, but Doflamingo was standing behind him at this point.

"Keep walking!"

"Yes!" Dies. Barreirus immediately stopped turning his head, and immediately dispelled the curiosity in his heart, but those miserable voices continued to pour into his ears.

At this point, all the guests in the tavern house were able to move, but... Instead of acting as they wanted, the bodies began to fight each other! Clearly.. Obviously this is not what they want to do.

That's when Dies. Barreirus had already taken Doflamingo to the scene of the previous incident, and Doflamingo walked past him, walked to the destroyed cabin, and looked around again.

"Tell me what happened before." Doflamingo walked over to the 100-meter slash and said, and soon Dées. Barreurus told everything that had happened before, including what Crocodahl had said.

"It's really you, Klockdahl." Although Doflamingo was a little surprised at this time, he had already believed in Deyes. Barrerus's words, no matter where you look at it, are indeed the sand crocodile.

"Doflamingo, you're going to help me get the fruit back, right?! Yes? Right! "Diès. Barreirus felt that he and Brother Ming were a little more familiar, and the fear in his heart was no longer strong, and his words became smoother.

Doflamingo looked back at him, and suddenly smiled, "Of course... Of course, I will take back the fruits of the surgery. "Hearing this, Dees. Barrerus smiled with joy on his face, and was about to continue speaking, but he felt a sharp pain in the center of his eyebrows, and then his eyes turned into darkness.

"Uh... This is... What's wrong? ”

Poof

Doflamingo looked at Dies, who had fallen to the ground. Barrerus, "But not to help you.... Rubbish. Then he looked at the sky in the direction of the upside-down mountain and laughed grimly: "Boom, Crocodall... This thing... It's not going to be like that. ”

......

On the other side, Smoker rode his own cigarette motorcycle, galloping cool on the waves, with a cigar in his mouth, and smiled at the little Lada, who was sitting on his shoulder and smoking a cigar: "Who do you say this fruit is going to eat?" ”

In this regard, the little Rada just gave him a smile, and then called Rada~, and ignored him, which means "How do I know?" ”

Smoker didn't care, he was actually asking himself, he didn't seem to know any doctors with excellent medical skills, of course, the most important thing for him was not medical skills, but loyalty.

Such an important fruit must be given to someone who can trust him 100%.

"Hey, there's no one under you, headache!"