Chapter Seventy-Two: The Red Line of Fate

"You're saying we're so late?"

Doflamingo's right hand stopped suddenly, and the piece of roast meat stopped at the edge of his mouth.

Originally, he couldn't say whether he was happy or angry after solving the mafia, and killing the chess pieces he cultivated made him feel a little subtle, but there was no doubt that Qiubai's words now made him biased towards the latter.

"It can also be said that it is 10,000 steps late."

There is no difference between being late for one step and being late for ten thousand steps, what should be lost is still lost, so Qiubai's voice carries a considerable degree of indifference, and this attitude is actually very similar to schadenfreude...... This is likely to further anger his current boss, and even trigger the possibility of domestic violence and even divorce.

Of course, Dover is still a very sensible person, even if he is really angry, he should understand that this matter is not Qiubai's fault, and even his subordinates have been displaced by the internal organs of others for this task, which can be said to be without hard work.

“cp9……”

Of course, Qiubai can't say that he was attacked by CP9, because this organization should be very secret, and that is information that Qiubai should not be able to grasp, so he only describes the phenomenon.

But based on these alone, Doflamingo still easily came up with the answer on his own, and this answer was actually correct.

As a pirate, he is actually more professional in the operation of the world government than many professionals.

"Forget it, whether you can get what you want is a question of possibility, and now the answer is no, and it is only a half of what you don't expect...... There's nothing wrong with Qiubai, you're doing a good job. ”

Doflamingo finally gave up his petty emotions and went on to give a "fair and objective" assessment of Qiubai, the attitude of a captain to his subordinates who are serious about their work.

Qiubai nodded, and unmodestly said that his hard work deserved this kind of praise...... The so-called deception is not higher than deceiving himself, after self-hypnosis, at this time it is estimated that he really thinks that the world government blew up the mine.

But...... Doesn't your conscience hurt?

"Anyway, how is it, do you have any special feelings about hearing from Frevans again?" Doflamingo's gaze turned to Law under his sunglasses, as if he was genuinely interested in Law's thoughts.

A new change took place at Don Quixote's table today, and Luo was officially allowed to sit down, and although Dover had not yet given a clear statement, the meaning was already self-evident.

Rosinandi was probably confused by Qiubai's "heavyweight", so it seems that he didn't specifically bully the children anymore, and unfortunately after Dover made his decision, he no longer had a way to express his objections.

"Nope."

"There's nothing there anyway."

Luo Yi answered Dover's question very calmly with the "maturity" that did not match his age, and his gaze was always "patrolling" back and forth between Roxinandi and Qiubai.

After hearing Luo's cold voice, baby-5 involuntarily moved to his left hand...... It was close to Qiubai's body, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that she wanted to stay away from Luo as much as possible.

It's not because she's afraid of infectious diseases, but because she had the experience of being scared and crying by Luo's fierce eyes before, so she ...... Well, she's still quite afraid of "newcomers".

"Boom......" Doflamingo chuckled under his breath after hearing Law's answer.

No one knows whether he is satisfied or dissatisfied with this answer, but ...... Guess it should be satisfying, right? Those who focus on destruction are much more worthy of appreciation than those who look ahead and look backwards.

"The dining table is such a fun place." At this time, Qiubai thought silently.

He naturally noticed the "hatred" in Luo's eyes, but he didn't care about it, it was Luo Nandi's responsibility to educate Luo Nandi what kind of person he would become, and Qiubai just wanted to pick up a ready-made one when the time came.

At this time, Luo probably only had the word revenge in his eyes, and it was needless to say that Qiu Bai, who had made a little fun of him once, Luo Nandi tossed him so much, in fact, it was very simple to find that the other party did not have the slightest taboo about Per lead disease, which should be a rare thing.

Along the way, most of the white spots on his body were terrifying, contemptuous, and fearful, and he was seen as a source of infection and a monster, even when he first appeared in front of the Don Quixote family.

But in fact, neither Roxinan Di nor Qiubai had seen him like that, but he didn't notice it.

…………

The dinner party was soon over, and the cadres dispersed, and at this time Qiubai also began his "work" - he came to a dilapidated wooden trestle bridge by the sea.

This is a place he discovered not long ago, and he has been practicing or practicing here ever since.

Since the previous "Seven Swords" had been thoroughly mastered through the run-in of Lu Qi's First Battle, Qiubai decided to start developing new cuisines...... No, it's decided to develop a new sword technique.

He had already thought of the basic ideas, and the rest was just continuous practice demonstrations and repeated corrections, but as he swung his sword over and over again, Qiubai was distracted.

I always felt that something was not right, this kind of dry practice was not much different from the move he envisioned...... But what is the difference?

The practice was changed to Qiubai's most frequent mechanical sword swing, and it continued.

When he was about ten years old, Qiu Bai felt that his body and mind had matured to a considerable extent, so he began to practice swinging swords in a fixed posture every day on a small grassland on Whale Island facing the sun with gratitude, and fixed 10,000 swords every day.

At first, it took him 18 hours to swing his sword 10,000 times, but five years later, when he was just fifteen, it took him only three hours to complete, and now he is getting faster.

And if this training can be suppressed to be completed within an hour, then Qiubai's punch ...... Phew, the speed of swinging the sword will exceed the speed of sound, and it will be no problem to subdue a kendo gym with a sword.

As long as the basic training continues, as his physical ability continues to increase, then of course his speed will get faster and faster, and the only hope is that when he completes this training, he hopes that he will not be 50 years old.

"What's missing? Virtue? Not really, right? ”

"But it's definitely not you......"

Even if he was in a state of distraction, because of his strong vigilance, Qiubai could feel that someone was quietly approaching him, and he still had bad intentions.

"Hey, it's just that I hung you up for a while, and I didn't beat you to death like Roxinandi, so I won't have a white knife in and a red knife out with me, right?"

This kind of murderous and lame person is probably only Luo here.

So Qiubai began to think, if Luo really did this, should he strangle this thing with his backhand?

Strangulation shouldn't be within the scope of killing swords, right?

This question is worth considering, and Luo is not the person he necessarily needs anyway...... But, please, are you practicing swords instead of "refining swords", do you need to quench with the essence blood of Zhengtai to refine into a peerless divine weapon?

This is superstitious and inhumane!

At this time, Luo thought that he had approached Qiubai "quietly", and then after reaching the distance he thought was necessary to attack, he put the dagger wrapped in newspaper with both hands, and then walked quickly in three or two steps, and was about to stab the dagger firmly and fiercely into Qiubai's back heart - the experience of studying medicine and the understanding of the structure of the human body helped him a lot, and he knew where to insert a person directly to death.

However, although it was a good shot, at this time Qiubai found that he didn't have to do it himself, because his bodyguards were in place.

"I'll fight~"

When Qiubai's "life was at stake", a round kung fu white bear came out from the side, and then unceremoniously kicked the dagger in Luo's hand.

Didn't expect that, right? Halfway through, a dog eats a bear.

So it should have been time to meet, Pei Bo and Luo still met, or even met in advance...... The so-called "once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world" is like this, although many things have changed, but the red line of fate is still so stubbornly running......

Right?