I Just Crossed, My Younger Brother Is Doflamingo

A little man with a pointed nose was tied to a cross and looked at Roy with a wary expression. "Little people..."

For fans of the pirate world, the various races in this world can be described as a highlight.

And the little human race is one of them. Regardless of their short stature, they are much stronger than ordinary humans in terms of speed and strength.

The most important thing is their talent in planting. They can be called the strongest farmers in the pirate world. [Joker] Doflamingo only designed them to help him cultivate artificial Devil fruit until they had this ability.

As for the weakness of this ethnic group, it is also obvious that they are soft-hearted, they are easy to believe what others say, and they are very kind-hearted.

Roy approached the little man, only to find a special place, that is, he did not find any wounds on this little man. "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

The little people saw that Roy ignored him and started blowing their beards and staring. "You don't seem like 'those guys'. "

The little man 540, who was tied to the cross, squinted and carefully observed Roy.

He is different from the ordinary little people. His parents are slaves who were robbed and looted by pirates. Due to the cherishing of the little people, although their leftovers were also whipped, compared to ordinary humans, their life conditions are not bad. better.

At least no life worries.

And it was in this case that his pregnant mother gave birth to him, so he grew up in a slave den.

Those slave owners were also happy to have an extra rare slave, so they let him grow up until he was sold to the royal family of the Kingdom of Rotes.

After he was born, he could feel Zhou Tunren's deep malice towards him, whether it was light or heavy. This special ability allowed him to please Waiters in every 'performance' and would not be frequently attacked. whipping. "Yes, I'm different from those guys, my name is Roy." Roy could feel the difference in this little human race, and his mind moved slightly. "My name is Roo."

"Are you here to save us?"

Roo looked straight at Roy.

"Oh? Why do you think I'm going to save you?"

Roy is a little funny, the little people are really so... um, naive? "Your color is green, and you have no ill will."

Roo's small face was full of seriousness, indicating that he was not joking.

"green?"

Roy's face was a little ugly: what does this seem to imply?

Doesn't he smell good in other colors?

Looking at Roo's dazed expression, Roy made a wise decision not to explain this meme to him. It's not good for a child to know too much. "It's a little grey."

Roo closed his eyes and felt Roy's emotions carefully.

It was because he felt Roy's emotions that he dared to reveal his secret. After all, only Roy could save him now. He didn't know that the soldiers outside had been brought down by Roy. "What do these colors mean."

Roy started to untie the rope on Roo's body, and asked curiously, this time he was really curious.

He was able to perceive his own momentary mood swings, which showed that this guy really had this ability, rather than talking nonsense in order to escape.

After all, there is no green stalk in this world for the time being.

"Green represents kindness, gray represents embarrassment, depression, blue represents sadness, red represents anger, purple represents malice, and yellow represents happiness!" Roo didn't hide anything from Roy, he had sufficient confidence in his own ability. "Is that so..."

Roy's hands slowly loosened the restraint, but his mind was spinning rapidly, (adag) thinking about whether there is such a fruit ability in the pirate world.

The answer is no, at least not to Roy's knowledge. "Can you swim Roo?"

Roy asked a somewhat baffling question. "sure."

"I was thrown into the water last time." Roo replied without thinking.

Hearing this Roy was once again lost in thought, and this description reminded him of a person, the future Admiral, Fujitora.

His arrogance and domineering seem to be able to sense other people's emotions. Could it be that this guy has already awakened his arrogance at a young age.

Roy's look at Roo changed instantly. "Benefactor, are there still enemies outside?"

Roy looked at Roy's calm and calm appearance, and he probably guessed the possibility that the outside might have been cleaned by him.

"Killed by me.

Roy was interrupted, and he was not annoyed at all, but gave Roo a kind smile.

So in Roo's perception, the green on Roy's body became more intense.

"Then... benefactor, can I let them out?"

Roo asked uncertainly. Even though he felt the kindness of Roy, he had already experienced social beatings, and he naturally knew how to behave, and would not help Roy make a decision as a cook.

It wouldn't be good to cause Roy's disgust later. "Let it go."

As a good citizen who has received a good education in the socialism, Roy has always disliked these slave trading businesses, and now it is not difficult to have the opportunity to rescue him. "okay!"

Rou was a little excited, his feet danced with afterimages, and the whole person disappeared with a swoosh. He didn't know where to get the key, and began to open the shackles for his own inmates.

This kind of speed is a very small human race, Roy sighed silently. "Huh, this guy has been planning for a long time." Golden Crow stood on Roy's shoulders and said faintly.

"Ok.

In just a few minutes, all the slaves were gathered by Roo and stood in front of Roy. Rou stood at the front, and suddenly bowed and said: "Thank you benefactor!" The other dozens of people bowed in unison and said loudly: "Thank you benefactor." Some even cried out and fell to their knees on the ground. "Get up all the time." Roy felt a little embarrassed for a while, we don't have this experience either.

After a while, Roy led everyone out of the cage.

When passing through the Colosseum, many people habitually slap their foreheads with their legs, probably thinking of their terrifying experience.

Until they saw the bodies of many nobles. "Are these...their corpses?"

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