Come to think of it, he had a terrible headache. The guy named Duffy Lumingo, he was about to kill him, but Whitebeard popped up. At this point, Dawn is also angry. As for Don Quixote's thieves, depending on their time, direction and route, there is only one possibility for them to leave Sam's Island! As long as we speed up to catch up with them, there is still hope, Pat immediately demanded. "But it's hard to tell if the other is cunning enough," Pat said awkwardly after a pause.

After all, the second half of the change is too fast, but also more enormous, and no one knows what will happen. "All we can do is. Anyway, our task now is, Don Quixote and his gang Don nodded solemnly. According to the order of the Ministry of the Interior, their mission was only to support Sam Island, and now that the Yan Quixote thieves have been expelled, the remaining civilians have been rescued, and the mission has been completed. Dawn was upset that the duck was about to fly away as soon as it was cooked. Relong and others will later report to the department on the completion of the task, and the department will register the work. "Well, we get it, the principle of freedom of public fire, we get it!"

As she listened to the calls from Ruilung and Command, Dawn looked at the rising and falling flames ahead, but her heart was racing. The second half of the Great Flame Road is very different from the first half. Here, whether it's weather, natural disasters, or enemies, you never know who you'll meet next! This time Whitebeard suddenly appeared, and he was really lucky. But if there is another powerful flame bandit group, our side will start a war soon, and it is very dangerous.

Uncertainty, the sudden increase in risk, the lower half of the label of these attributes, also made Dawn heavy. During this period, there were many powerful flame thieves, but as time passed, they either grew old, walked out of the stage of history, or died, and were forgotten. But now is the Age of Discovery! Hundreds of GE battle streams, a wide variety of frost day matches for free! On the first day of the second half, Dawn understood that the world was big and she was small. Then, three days later. On board the Flame Pirate Ship Yan Quixote.

"The young master is awake! Finally, topher are you okay? "Doctor, come and see the young master's urgent voice tearing through the quiet atmosphere on the Yan Pirate ship, and Torrebol and the others poured into Domingo's bedroom." That, that, that Marine! ”

"Who's that?" Mummified Dolph · Lu said while lying on a hospital bed. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he said was to ask Dao's identity. His voice was low, his eyes full of anger and frustration, but there was fear lurking in his eyes. I'm afraid to fight! Although he didn't admit it in his heart, Lu Mingguo was afraid of the sailor.

"We're working on it. We'll have the results soon dover. "You have to rest," Torrebol said immediately. "Hurry up! I want to know everything about him! "Took a bite out of Domingos. Then he closed his eyes again. His recovery accelerated, and by about three o'clock in the afternoon, he was half-asleep and receiving food. "Here it is! Dover, a Flame Marine, Dawn suddenly Torrepol strode in with a pile of papers and stuff. Duofu · Bloominger's eyes shrank and he looked at the door, his mood fluctuating very violently and obviously.

After a long time, he scanned the contents of the data, and his eyes were inexplicable and became more and more fierce. In the end, he really smiled. Commander of the Yan Army, Dunn, the headquarters of the Yan Army, "Dragonman? "Dragonman"

After a long laugh, Domingo's eyes darkened again. He was struck by the subtlety of their shared secret identity, and in some ways, even in the same situation. The encounter between two people seems to be the fate of the universe. His eyes blinked. Domingo was in a bad mood.

If the meeting of the two people is doomed, then this collision, he is undoubtedly a complete loser. So proud, how can he make him feel better. Even, the wound on his body at this moment, the lingering faint pain, made his heart angry. The experience of losing the other party in a face-to-face battle and being defeated in a general conversation made flamengo even more reluctant and angry, especially after learning everything about the other party, this feeling was magnified several times. “ dawn! ” He gritted his teeth and said. Doflamingo sat in a hospital bed, covered in bandages. Only his eyes were exposed, cold and fierce. This blow will make him remember it for the rest of his life, and if they meet again next time, he will not fail again!

"Dover, when we left the island, we saw the Whitebeard Thief! They were right in front of Yan Jun, probably torn to pieces by Whitebeard and the others! "Repeat Torrebol." Whitebeard? He frowned. Unexpectedly, after he lost consciousness, it sounded more like his pulse was accelerating.

"If, if I can fight someone like Whitebeard, or fight someone like Whitebeard" "No, now, I'm not strong enough! Dominguez clenched his fists and thought. He deeply realized that his strength was far from enough, and it was not enough to step on the stage of this new world! How can you call yourself a king if you can't even beat a brigadier general? "That man won't die so easily, I have a hunch that we'll see you again! "Torrepol, keep an eye on the news of this boy"

"I may have lost this battle, but this boy taught me a lot!"

His eyes became fierce, and Dov Luminguo recalled the details of their battle. His strange dodges, his agile body movements, and the smell of his indescribable fists gave him new ideas. Improving your own strength will be very effective. Wait for the wound to heal, he'll try. At that time, when his strength goes up another staircase, he can find the other party to make up for the shame of this defeat!

"Yes!" Torrebol was not discouraged at all when he saw the young master, but seemed more energetic and excited. A young lord is a young lord, a natural king, and he will not fall so easily. It's quiet in the bedroom, and Dorfman rummages through cabinets on his lap, gathering all the information Dawn has to offer, taking a closer look. He is very serious about what has happened to him recently. But half an hour later, the thieves rushed into the bedroom with anxiety and panic.

"Torrepol, young host, this is not a good thing! And the Yan Army! "The Yenquijote family turns their heads around Duflamenco" Say it! Battleship! ”！” I saw a battleship, behind us, with a clear goal, that is, us! The flame thief shouted. Torrepol's face changed, he pressed his right hand on the back of Domingo's hand and said: "I'll see!" With that, Torrebol quickly walked out of the bedroom and to the stern of the ship, where the thief next to him handed him a telescope. Looking forward, the hot water on the forehead, which could only see a black dot, quickly enlarged and became clear. As soon as he saw it, Torrepol's face changed.

Huge warships, cold and dark barrels, each symbolizing the identity of the other. Then looking carefully at the other side of the deck, Torrebol Meng Ran lowered his binoculars, his expression becoming very melancholy. He could clearly see the fierce tiger statue on the bow of the ship, the young Yan Army Marine standing on the tiger, his cloak of justice trembling behind him. It was Brigadier General of Dawn that day, and she met them and almost defeated them. "He didn't fall on Whitebeard! "

"He caught up with him!" Torrebol was a little confused at the moment, he was well aware that when they arrived, the Don Quixote family was almost extinct. Now, it is simply impossible to stop the other side while losing half of the personnel! If they catch us, we're dead! Sweat broke down in Torrebol's forehead, and he took the chart from the helmsman's hand and swept it away. "What's next?" After passing through Sharon Island, the young master said that he was going to Deresroza to see" The Yan thief was stunned and hurriedly said.

Torrebol, who was also an experienced sailor, glanced at the Hangyantu again, then lowered his voice. "This plan doesn't work! On Sharon Island, we have to turn! Yan Thief said, stunned. Turn? Where are we going? "The terrain is special, the course of the ship rarely changes, all the way down to the second half. Then he wanted to turn around, but the thief looked at the chart, and could only take a detour back to the first half of the big passage! "Sooner or later, this kid will catch us, just as we planned!"

"In the state of the young master, we will die if we are caught!" Torrepol quacked. "Turn the corner, let's go back to the first half of the big passage!" As soon as this sentence came out, Yan Quixote next to him opened his mouth and stared, but he wanted to refute but didn't know what to say. Torrebol saw the concerns of the other Flame Thieves, and the goals and plans of the Flame Thieves were all set by the captain, and the other crew members had no right to change them. "I'll explain it to the young adults!" He looked up, looking closer and closer, his pupils constricting in the rapidly expanding battleship, and he turned and walked to the bedroom. The opposing warships are definitely higher than ours. In the Flame War, the Flame Pirate is usually no match for the Flame Army.

Once bitten by the other party, disaster is at hand, and decisions must be made in time. Moments later, Torrepol stood in Dominico · Flamenco in front of it. "What happened?" Torrebol," Domenico asked in a low voice, as if he had prophesied it himself.

"It's dawn, and he's catching up!" Torrebol said his face had been repaired. Torvald was silent, clenching his fists, and the veins under the bandage ruptured. "Now our course can't go as planned, young master, we have to make room for our own escape"

"Escape?" Duvre · Lumingo looked up and looked straight at Torrebol, his face in the shadows, gloomy and fierce.

"Yes, we must turn around and set sail again! Make up the boat plan, get ready again! "If we don't, Dawn will come after us and everything we've done will come to naught!" Torrepol said weakly. In the face of absolute power, they are completely unable to resist.

Retreat, retreat, is the only way. Torvald luminguo clenched his fists and began to gasp. In other words, should we run away Torrepol was silent. "Alright, well, Yan, I'll remember this shame!"

"Turn, we're going back to the first half of the big passage!" There was a cold, ferocious glint in his eyes, and Domingo was a little crazy at the time. The kingdom he longed for was in front of him, he almost touched it, and under his chase, he could do nothing. It made me proud, and I felt depressed and angry because I thought it was a God-given right for me to be a king. Young master, you are still young, we still have time "If you don't die, the East will have a chance to revolt!" Torrepol said, holding Domingo's right hand in a deep voice.

He knew in his heart that a large part of the reason he did this was out of pride in his partner's character and to save his family from unnecessary sacrifices. But the young master himself had to endure unimaginable pain. From the moment he was born and to this day, this man has been a conformist and has never failed!

And now I'm completely defeated. Under such a blow, the other party can also control his emotions, which is enough to prove that the other party's qi will be a great thing in the future! "We, Don Quixote, once we have overcome this catastrophe, we will reach the top!" Torrepol comforted Domingo and said. Lumingo didn't say a word, his eyes closed. As Torrebol thought, he was in a moment of pain, distress and anger that no one could understand. As a king, he is destined to be alone, but he must also carry a heavy burden and carry on everything. When Torrepol came out of the bedroom, Domingo opened his eyes, his eyes cold. "I still have too few chips in my hand, or too weak!"

"I can't give up too much, I can't give up too much, I have too many troubles in my heart! How can I not fail? "In his body, lurking the inner mongrel, it seems that in the awakening, the cold eyes, becoming brighter and brighter, a mysterious power, quietly awakening, and quickly becoming powerful. Don Quixote, behind the ship of the Flame Pirates. "With the speed of our battleships, we will soon be able to catch up with them," Pat said with a smile and a confident look on his face. Don's face was gloomy: "Will anything change?"

The only change is that there are two forks in the road ahead, one to Dressrosa and the other to and from." Turn around? ”