Pirates: Doflamingo Stands In The Sky

Huang Mu struggled to breathe the outside air.

Although this does not produce any help to the weakness of the body.

But this is his rare freedom to breathe.

'It's a little familiar, like the incision from the dissection in Beihai.

Is it because Caesar and the others played too fancy? Or Huang Mu barked too loudly.

Why is this mouth still sealed?

But this seems to prove that there are no qualified people.

No matter how much he tortured him, he didn't look like a king. '

Seeing the new pattern on Huang Mu's body, Doflamingo thought so.

The wild pasture at the moment.

The mouth was tightly stitched with surgical threads like clothes.

The whole body is only slightly complete with the face.

Other areas are riddled with mottled scars.

"Tear, cluck!"

A tooth-piercing voice sounded, and Araki's face seemed to be smashed by alien blood.

The flesh and blood were torn by the silk thread of the lips, and the teeth were crushed and blocked his throat.

The blood flowed into the trachea little by little like water and into the lungs.

"Cough cough~ woo woo woo~"

Feeling the pain and suffocation, Aramu let out a painful choking sound from his throat.

The fear and hatred in my heart increased dramatically at the same time. The unstoppable abuse and curses rolled over.

damn it! Doflamingo! !

your family! your country!

Everything you have will be destroyed by the world government! !

The more Huang Mu hated him, Doflamingo couldn't help laughing out loud.

Decided to tell him the good news.

"Fufufufufu, it seems that you still have some weight in the heart of the world government.

CP0 is waiting outside, you will be free soon, are you happy?

Wild Shepherd puppy? "

free? free! I knew the world government wouldn't give up on me.

Araki, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, tried his best to make a sound, trying to attract the attention of outside CP0 members.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

And at this moment.

The guest house outside.

Member A of the CP0 team looked at the brigade who had just entered, feeling suspicious.

Asked the squad leader who was drinking coffee comfortably.

\"Captain, it's been so long, what if Doflamingo doesn't plan to return Huangmu?\"

"What should I do? Wait, I don't need to go to the new world to perform missions. Are you unhappy here?

Whether Huang Mu dies or not has a lot to do with you? He doesn't know us well.

Also, Doflamingo is a Draconian, even a former Draconian.

Are you going to do it to him? Have you ever fought? "

The CP0 team leader picked up the slightly hot coffee.

"Hush~slightly~ah~ let's drink tea first, young man."

Anyway, he is not in a hurry, traveling at public expense is the most enjoyable, as long as there is no fight.

He has passed the age of blood rushing.

"Ah? Is that so?" A was a little confused by the words of the team leader.

He stared blankly at the central hall.

...

And in the hall

"I know, I know! You are also very happy, right.

But just in case you forget my hospitality.

I'm going to give you a little farewell gift, what do you think? "

While talking, Doflamingo's smile became brighter.

The silk thread on the hand began to condense into a U-shaped structure.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!

Looking at the strange structure that began to rotate at a very high speed.

The sense of crisis in Huang Mu's heart was pulled down to the limit.

The body tried its best to stick to the stone slab behind him.

Attempt to distance yourself.

"Buzz!!"

"Aww!"

"Zizizizi!!"

Accompanied by the cassette sound like a wall breaker used to crush ice.

The linear mixer stopped working.

finished?

Huang Mu looked at his twist-like thighs with a dull expression.

"Fufufufufu, limbs can be crushed.

But what about the spine? How about I crush it for you with my own hands!

Mr. Huang Mu. "

"ah!!!"

outside the hall.

Listening to the howl of misery one after another.

Jia, whose scalp was a little numb from hearing this, looked at his captain again.

"Is this really all right?"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the CP0 team leader was not sure.

"Should, probably, there will be no death, right?"

...

hall.

Enilu opened his mouth wide, feeling something wanted to spew out.

This kind of art is still a bit early for him.

Diamanti, who was hiding aside, bit the bullet and stepped forward to speak.

"D...Dover, Huang Mu is dying."

"jump!"

Looking at the brain wriggling in the cracks of Huang Mu's skull.

Doflamingo resisted the urge to dig another piece.

The violence stopped.

"That's how it is, and give it to them together with this coffin."

Like a ruthless scumbag in Badio, he doesn't even look at the unconscious Aramu.

Doflamingo sat Manyo on his throne.

Looking at the letter in the hand of Enilu who was on the side, he said lightly.

"Take him apart and have a look."

"Okay, young master." At this moment, Enilo was very well-behaved.

...

After a while.

port.

Take six treasure chests containing devil fruits.

A schadenfreude smile appeared on Diamanti's face.

"A happy cooperation. This sarcophagus is given to you. This is the key to unlock Huang Mu."

"Good cooperation. Say hello to Saint Doflamingo for me!"

For this windfall, Fuzman, the leader of the CP0 team, was not at all happy.

Looking at the blood oozing from the sarcophagus of Hailou.

And the faint breath in the color of knowledge.

The three CP0s looked at each other.

There is something wrong in my heart.

"Quick! Carry it to the boat, prepare soil and fresh water. And food."

Directed the accompanying CP personnel to move the coffin behind the deck of the government ship.

"boom!"

Futzman gritted his teeth, and lifted Huang Mu's coffin board.

See what's inside.

The pupils of all the people around shrank, with their experience and experience proficient in torture.

It's not like that.

The blood oozing from under his body drowned most of Huang Mu.

The limbs were soaked in it as softly as crumbled plasticine.

The chest is the best class tool for medical students.

Skin, finely distributed fat, muscle, fascia and the beating heart and other organs underneath.

With a face full of faces, looking from the top of the head, you can still see the beating walnuts inside.

"Is there still a way to save this?" A with a numb scalp poked his boss.

"It's saved, the strongest thing about Sensen Fruit is its resilience. Quick! Put him up."

After a busy meal.

Huang Mu is carried in a wine barrel like a human pig.

At the bottom was a mixture of his blood and dirt, fresh water.