Rocks, The Overlord Who Took Possession Of His Body Forty Years Ago

Dressrosa, King's Heights.

In the palace hall, the two top leaders of the Donquixote Family, Torrepol and Pica, one on the left and one on the right, are like two door gods, both with evil faces.

"After searching for so long, there is still no news about Diamanti?" Pika, the top cadre wearing a gold mask and golden chainmail, with muscles like a horned dragon, said sharply.

The high-pitched, eunuch-like voice formed a sharp contrast to his rugged appearance.

Anyone who hears this sound for the first time will definitely be amused.

But none of the Donquixote Family soldiers in the main hall dared to laugh at Pika's voice.

Pika was originally in a rage, and if he was angered again, he would only end up with an ugly death.

"Lord Torrebol," the voice of Jorah, the old woman who killed Matt, came from outside the hall.

"What's wrong? Jorah, is there any news about Diamanti?" Torebol asked.

"No, it's Violet, Violet is back." Jorah said.

"That woman disappeared for a day when we needed her, and there was no news. Damn it. Bring her here to me." Torebol said angrily.

Not long after, Violet was brought to Torebol and others by a group of family soldiers.

"Violet" Pika's high-pitched voice rose an octave and became more harsh.

"Nene, Violet, let me ask you, where were you yesterday? Why didn't you answer our communication." Torrebol asked.

"I lost my phone bug." Violet replied expressionlessly.

"Lost the phone bug? Is this your reason? It seems that Dover and us have been too polite to you over the years." Pika threatened in a sharp voice.

'Bulu Bulu'

Just then, one of the phone bugs with an exploding head rang.

"Gladius, have you discovered Diamanti's whereabouts?" Torebol asked quickly.

'boom'

"Ahhhhhhh"

On the other end of the phone, there was the roar of an explosion, followed by the painful screams of a group of people.

After a while, he regained his composure.

"Gladius, Gladius"

"Lord Pika, Torebol, we have all been deceived." On the opposite side, Gladius yelled angrily.

"Being cheated? What happened?" Pika asked.

"We arrived at the small island that Thomas and the others mentioned. We searched here for a whole day and found nothing, not even a trace of a fight. So I interrogated the people on the transport ship again, and then I learned that The truth." Gladius said.

"Diamanti, Lord Diamanti is dead!"

"What did you say?" Torebol and Pika both widened their eyes in shock.

Violet and Jorah were also frightened.

"Those people are all traitors. They watched Lady Diamanti being tortured and killed by the red-haired man. In the end, they even brought the murderer back to Dressrosa. Lord Pica, be careful, the one who killed Diamanti The murderer is now in Dressrosa, and we have accelerated our pace to go back."

The phone bug hangs up.

The huge palace hall fell into deathly silence, and you could hear a needle drop.

Diamanti is dead!

The brothers and family members who had fought with them for most of their lives died in such an inexplicable way.

How can they accept this?

"The man with red hair!" Violet raised her delicate hand and covered her mouth unconsciously.

When Gladius mentioned the feature of 'red hair', she was fully aware of it.

"Violet, what's that expression on your face? I know it. Your clairvoyance must have seen it the day before yesterday. Why didn't you report the murderer on the ship when you saw it?" Torrepol roared with red eyes.

"Lord Torrebol, let me give this disobedient woman some color." Jorah's old face was ferocious, and he raised his right hand high, and his full slap was about to fall on Violet.

At this time, Violet was still immersed in the shocking fact that Locke tortured and killed Diamante. When she realized it, she had no way to avoid it and could only close her eyes and wait for the pain to come.

However, to Violet's surprise, the pain on her face did not come.

What came instead was the caress of a warm and strong hand.

"Smelly old woman, what do you want to do to my woman?" Locke's cold voice was like thunder, echoing in the palace hall and lingering for a long time.

In Locke's angry shout full of Haki, the expression on the old woman Jorah's face was not only horrified, but also horrified, and her right hand raised high could no longer fall down.

His head was buzzing under Locke's roar, and blood was flowing from his mouth, nose and ears.

"It's him, he's really here."

Listening to the familiar voice in her ears, surprise and excitement appeared on Violet's pretty face unconsciously.

Last night, Locke's Haki's words are still in my ears.

With me here, no one dares to bully you.

"He didn't just say it, he really did it." Violet's beautiful eyes were covered with mist, and her soft heart seemed to be severely touched.

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