Kaido: My son has the talent to be the Pirate King

"Yes, keep it up.

Seeing that Don Quixote Doflamingo had relented, Jack the Drought said with a slightly satisfied expression, and then walked forward without looking away.

"Is this the weight of that man in the Beast

Pirates?" "Kaido has been running the Pirates for half his life, and he has only been in charge for less than a month, has Jiwei already reached this point

?" "Even one of Kaido's three henchmen, just mentioning his name and acting like walking on thin ice?"

Don Quixote Doflamingo looked at Jack of the Drought back, and then at the castle of Oni Island, which was getting closer and closer to him.

The face of the main lord has not yet been seen, but a thick haze has slowly pounced on him like a giant beast with its mouth wide open.

Especially the three-pointed, two-edged knife that stands in the middle of Oni no Island.

At this time, it seemed to hang over his head and the Don Quixote family, and it would fall at any time.

Maybe Jack's warning of the drought worked, maybe it was Don Quixote Doflamingo thinking something.

Along the way, whether it was Tinyasha himself or the other Don Quixote cadres, they were all silent, and every step was taken carefully.

Until they came to the gate of a palace, after Jack pushed the gate open, their eyes looked through the gate, and they vaguely saw a figure sitting directly below, and Don Quixote Doflamingo and others, who had just stopped, were immediately shocked.

"Let's go in!" said

Jack, walking ahead.

led the Don Quixote family to the main hall.

"Zhenjun, Joker has been brought.

After saying that, Jack knelt down on one knee in front of Don Quixote Doflamingo, respectfully towards Yang Qian, who was hovered in the chair in the center

.

The cadres of Don Quixote's family were numb in their scalps.

Since the deal with Kaido.

They basically handed over to Jack in front of them.

But it is precisely because of this that they know better than anyone how rigid and iron-headed the man kneeling on one knee in front of them is.

"Is this really the drought we know?" said

Torrebol and the others exchanged glances before swallowing in unison.

But less than a month.

actually made the king of the ship happy and sincere to this point.

Just thinking about it, they all find it scary.

"Get up!" Yang

Jian nodded, and when Jack got up and stepped aside, he looked at Don Quixote Doflamingo and the others.

Boom

was obviously just a glance.

The cadres led by Torrebol only felt a thunderbolt explode in their heads.

The ear door buzzed at the same time, followed by a darkness in front of the eyes.

By the time they regained consciousness, the bodies of several Don Quixote cadres were already sweating profusely, as if they had been fished out.

What made them even more uneasy and frightened was that when they came back to their senses, they found that even they didn't know when they started kneeling on the ground.

"Is this the Fifth Emperor?" "The

rumors are really not exaggerated. "

The pressure to stand in front of him is much greater than facing Kaido!" Don

Quixote Doflamingo stood in a cold sweat and a little trembling.

He didn't lose consciousness, let alone kneel on the ground.

It's just that the face that is as pale as paper can no longer find a trace of the past rebelliousness.

"Don Quixote Doflamingo

?" "Draconians with folded wings?"

"So you're here to seek refuge today."

Yang Jian retracted the awe-inspiring domineering aura that flowed from his eyes.

However, after experiencing the oppression of the gaze just now, the cadres of the Don Quixote family are like frightened rabbits.

I don't know if I didn't dare to get up, or if I was so frightened that my feet were weak, and I fell to my knees one by one tremblingly.

Don

Quixote Doflamingo, who had not had time to speak, heard this, his pupils suddenly constricted, and his face was a little ugly.

Before he came, the rhetoric he had been brewing for a long time was like being forced back into his stomach.

For a while, he was stunned and couldn't squeeze out half a word.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but Yang Qian's three sentences directly tore off all his disguises and presented all the secrets in his heart in this hall.

Yes,

he came to seek refuge.

His origin, the secrets he held, had long been destined to be the name of the Seven Martial Seas, and it would not protect him at all.

Previously, he needed to rely on Kaido's protection.

Now, he needs to get Yang Qian's asylum even more.

Otherwise, on the side of the Tianlong people and the world government, he can't bear it.

"Dover!"

Torrebol looked up with some effort.

Seeing that the king he followed looked like he dared not speak, he didn't want Don Quixote Doflamingo to be humiliated, and he opened his mouth to say something.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, Yang Jian just let out a "hmm" in his nose.

Bombardment

Torrebol was suddenly hit hard.

Immediately after that, the clothes on his body cracked and cracked, and his body felt as if it was under heavy pressure, and the bones in his body creaked.

What was even more terrifying was that the floor he was kneeling on had been run over by a large hydraulic press and cracked out of thin air.

As shocking cracks stretched in all directions, Torrebol's body collapsed violently.

"On... The superior overlord is domineering.

Torrebol landed on his hands and lay on the ground as if in horror.

As a follower of the Tenyasha, he naturally knew that the overlord was domineering.

But this kind of spirit that is activated anytime and anywhere, and can shake the hall as far as his eyes go, can be called the only one in his life.

It is even completely beyond the scope of his perception of the domineering color of the overlord.