"Have you heard, the Jiedi family is finished!"

"Well, the 'big bill' Thompson is also dead, I heard that it was the four-suit family and a pair of brothers who did it..."

In a warehouse, a group of men with long knives and short guns on their waists were talking excitedly.

"Fart!"

The strong man led by disdainfully slapped the subordinate who had just spoken to the ground, and the horizontal flesh on his face was shaking, full of bloodlust and greed.

"Thompson's waste, he fell into the sea and drowned!"

"A person with Devil Fruit ability actually fell into the sea, it's really funny! - I knew he was such a waste, I should have replaced him earlier! ”

The strong man had no name, and everyone called him 'Chariot'.

He is more than two meters tall, stretched horizontally, with broad shoulders and broad waist, and strong muscles, which make people think of the idea of 'monster' in their minds at the first glance.

"It's not too late, Boss!"

"That's right, as long as the boss leads the way, it's easy to kill those guys."

The reason why these agitated gangsters gathered here was naturally to compete for the legacy left by the Jiedi family.

Those of them who are outside the law and conscience know very well that some time ago, the four suits and the Jiedi family fought fiercely, although the four suits family won a miserable victory, but the manpower was almost completely wiped out!

The current subordinates are actually mud legs found from the docks?

And the four cadres of the core, as well as the two newly recruited imps, have been nesting in the hospital, and I heard that they are wrapped like corpses, and it is normal for them to die violently at any time.

"Those half-grown children of all suits, thinking that they had recruited two more imps, wanted to rule over Spice Damaruz—"

Just as one of the thugs was making a big noise, he was interrupted by a loud bang.

"Who-"

"Don't want to live anymore?"

"Dare to make trouble here, do you want to die!"

A group of thugs turned their heads to look in the direction of the gate, and various 'standard' trash fish lines rang out one after another.

"Ferverford, I'm what you call a ghost."

kicked open the door, Dover with sunglasses in his hands in his pockets, and walked into the warehouse with six stars unrecognized, making the people inside stunned, and then:

"Hahahaha~~"

"Imp, go home to your mother—"

Bang!

A buckshot pierced the thug's forehead in the middle of his sentence, suffocating the rest of his trash talk.

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"Needless to say superfluous nonsense,"

Dover, who had drawn two flintlock pistols from his waist, raised the murder weapon in his hand and announced it to those around him.

"I'm one of the leaders of the 'Don Quixote family' and the one who sent you to hell, remember that name—"

"Don Quixote Doflamingo!"

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Bang bang bang!!

In a remote warehouse located in the garbage disposal area, a fierce burst of gunfire suddenly rang out.

There was a mixture of roars and shouts of killing, causing Torrebol outside the warehouse to look worriedly in the direction of the door.

"Don't panic, it's just a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers."

Wrapped in bandages, Rosie, who was in a wheelchair, waved her hand.

Although Dover had only eaten the fruit of the thread for a few days, he was already able to make silk threads that were as tough as spider silk. Coupled with his 'guidance', dealing with a group of gangsters must be handy.

"The leader of the other party is a 'chariot', and he once almost killed Pika with his bare hands, don't be careless."

"yes, that guy's strength is much stronger than mine, if Dover is in danger-"

Standing behind Rossi's wheelchair is the muscular 'teenager' Pika, who is also 2 meters tall.

Pika's strength has been able to hit the wall with his fist like a biscuit, and even if Rosie uses 'Fei Lian' to explode with all his strength, he is not as strong as he is.

If the opponent's strength is really strong to this extent, it is indeed a very dangerous enemy for the previous Dover.

But, that's just before.

"Don't worry, you're all underestimating Devil Fruits."

Normal Devil Fruits, as long as they develop their strength casually, they can soar to the level of tens of millions of bounties, and not all of them have almost no combat power like Rosie's 'Silent Fruit'.

Even if it is the same very 'waste' whispering fruit, it can still communicate with the beasts and sea kings;

jacket fruit, coaxing a powerful retarded like Bai II to put on and take off instantly;

Bramanco's 'Pocket Fruit' is the equivalent of a mobile arsenal, and there are really few Devil Fruits that don't increase combat effectiveness at all.

Just like Torrebol, if you don't know the weakness of his fruit, it's easy to be directly stuck by the slime and kill it instantly.

"But that's the fruit of the thread!"

Line··· What kind of combat power can this thing have?

Facing Torrebol, who almost threw snot in his face, Rossi waved his hand again.

"I said don't panic, can I still hurt Dover?"

"Just be patient."

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"This little imp is too flexible!"

"Ah, I got shot! Help me..."

"Damn, why is he able to hold our place-"

In the warehouse, Dover's figure was nimble and flying from side to side. Obviously, he was still rushing forward one second, and the next second he moved out of thin air to the other side, as if there were countless invisible hands pulling him from the side to dodge.

At the same time, the flintlock pistol in his hand kept firing, constantly bringing out screams.

Bullets were fired, and gunfire rang out.

Dover naturally doesn't care, anyway, there are enemies all around.

There is no such thing as a 'mistake' for him, but the gangsters in the warehouse are inevitably a little restrained in fighting, not only to beware of Dover's attacks, but also to watch out for the black hands of his teammates.

What they couldn't figure out the most was that they were hiding behind the warehouse, columns, and walls of the warehouse, but the little boy seemed to have a 'perspective', and he shot without looking at it, but he was always able to accurately hit the people who were hiding.

"Mark!!"

Seeing that his subordinates were beaten all over the field by a child, while the other party was strangely unscathed, the strong man's chariot roared angrily.

A gunman beside him immediately picked up a flintlock pistol and began to aim.

Strangely, however, the gunman was not aiming at Dover, but at the empty wall next to him.

Bang, bang, bang!

The gunman fired three shots in a row with a blank face, dust and smoke splashed everywhere, and all three shots made shallow pits in the wall next to him, but Dover, who was speeding and killing, was shocked.

"That's it,"

The gunman coldly put away his gun,

The slightly stronger 'masters' in this world are able to dodge bullets, not that they are faster than bullets, but they can instinctively dodge the muzzle of the gun!

And it is in response to this situation that this gunner has practiced a 'refraction' marksmanship, using angle reflection, seemingly strange shooting walls, but the special bullets fired have been refracted to Dover in the battlefield and successfully hit the opponent.

"Ferver, that's interesting."

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However, Dover, who was shot three times in a row, only sneered, and the flintlock pistol in his hand continued to fire. There was no sign of injury at all, which stunned the gunner, who had already put away his weapon.

What the hell -

Bang!

In the next second, Dover's bullets flew in, and the gunman obviously didn't have Dover's unknown means of 'invulnerability', and suddenly fell backwards and shot blood out.

"Rubbish!"

As the surrounding subordinates continued to fall to the ground, the strong man nicknamed 'Chariot' couldn't sit still, suddenly got up, and strode directly towards Dover.

Knock, knock, knock!

Every step the strong man took made the warehouse tremble suddenly.

With his muscle density, he is not afraid of ordinary bullets at all.

brush

Facing the strong man who charged with open arms, Dover directly 'soared' backwards and dodged.

Rumble!!

The wall behind Dover was immediately knocked out of a large humanoid hole, and bricks, steel bars, cement, and dust exploded! The strong man roared, turned abruptly, and turned around to find Dover's figure.

With the power he shows, he can even destroy this warehouse as easily as a toy model!

"Ferver, a bit brute force."

With a somersault in mid-air and a light landing on the ground, a backhand shot kills a gunman who tries to sneak up on him from behind, and Dover spreads his hands in the face of the angry strong man 'Chariot'.

brush

Two flintlock pistols fell, eerily thrust into Dover's belt.

"I'll use you to experiment with my new moves—"

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"Look for death!!"

In the face of Dover's movements, the strong man's eyes turned red, and Dover rushed forward with his head suddenly.

And in the flick of Dover's ten fingers on the opposite side, he suddenly pulled out of thin air:

"Cobweb Wall!"

Every step of the strong man will make a deep footprint on the ground, and the gravel will fly sideways, and the momentum is fierce!

But somehow, his steps fell lighter and lighter, and the last step was actually in the air, and the whole person was strangely hung up and hung in the air out of thin air.

"What is this?"

"Let go of me, let me down!!"

The strength of the strong man far surpassed that of the lion and tiger, and he struggled vigorously in a series of roars.

Yet he could not see, and countless threads of silk wound and lifted him. These threads stretch and stretch with force, and are incredibly strong. In addition, when the strong man's whole person is suspended in the air, there is nowhere to borrow strength, and the powerful power cannot be exerted at all.

It's as if Antaeus in Greek mythology, once he left the earth, lost the power he was proud of.

"Ferverford, Rosie's idea is fantastic."

Dover looked at the enemy who was hung up by himself, if he competed for strength, Dover who was still a child was no match for this strong man. But with the help of the line, it is easy to play with the other party in the palm of the hand.

"Farewell, Cow."

With a hook of Dover's fingers, circles of thread wrapped around the strong man's face, blocking his mouth and nose!

With the development of Dover's current thread fruit, it is not easy to strangle this muscular man, but it is easy to suffocate him.

Woowoo!!

The strong man who was hung in the air by countless silk threads struggled frantically, and then under the silk line that was wound and strengthened one after another, he was finally wrapped into a white giant cocoon.

It's like falling into the prey of a spider's trap.

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Tread, tread, tread,

With the sound of footsteps, Rossi, Pica, and Torrebol, who were guarding the door, turned their heads one after another, and what they saw was Dover who patted the little suit and walked out.

"How? It's easy~~"

"That's right, that's the power of the Devil Fruit."

Dover clenched his fists, this kind of power that can be touched and seen, compared to the 'overlord color impact' that I don't know if the other party will resist, makes Dover feel excited, especially under Rosie's guidance:

"Convey the sound with a line, clearly grasp the position of everyone;"

"Pull yourself with a thread and be able to do all kinds of incredible dodges;"

"Weave threads into a fingernail-sized airbag to form 'body armor' to resist bullets and swords;"

"Rosie, if only you had eaten the thread fruit—"

These are all the 'ideas' provided by Rosie, which instantly made Dover's combat power soar by several notches, instead of relying only on domineering shocks and handjobs.

Faced with Dover's words of regret, Rosie, who was in a wheelchair, shrugged her shoulders.

"Don't panic, even if it's the 'Silent Fruit', I can develop a strong move, you just wait and see."