The Laughing Clown in Pirate

The phone is ringing. This is a phone bug that was cultivated through high-end breeding methods. It usually sleeps quietly and the sound quality is very clear during calls.

It purred responsibly for a long time, but its owner had no time to pick it up.

At this time, the Shipping King Umit was lying on a high-end blanket worth 50 million beli spread in his office. There was a foot on his chest, which was covered with red scales.

An ornate dagger inlaid with precious stones was pressed against his throat.

God knows, an hour ago, he was still on the phone asking his men to solve this problem. Unexpectedly, this problem suddenly opened his roof, spitting out flames and trampled him under his feet.

Umit looked at the half-dragon who stepped on his chest with a fierce expression, his feet dirtying the thick black beard that he had always cherished. Umit, the king of shipping in the new world, had not seen any scenes.

!

So, he opened his mouth and shouted with his fierce voice: "Hero, spare your life! You have something to say!"

A truly strong person will never let go of any opportunity to survive. After finally struggling to build such a huge industry, he is reluctant to die.

"Where are my Monet and sugar?" Spartacus grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth.

"What?"

Spartacus exerted force on the soles of his feet. Fortunately, the black bushes of Umite blocked Spartacus' sharp claws, so he was prevented from being pierced through the chest by the sharp claws of his toes.

"Two cute sisters with green hair, now eighteen and ten years old, they boarded your slave ship!"

"Don't be excited, speak slowly!" Wumit tried hard to raise the corners of his naturally downward-turned mouth, but his mouth refused to obey, so his mouth changed from two downward-turned corners to a tangled W-shape. "

I can help you, all my ships have sailing records!"

"First tell me the time and town. They are your daughters. Believe me, they must still be alive. The survival rate of female slaves is quite high!" Because they are usually sold into red light districts or become rich people.

The words "maid" did not come out in Umit's heart.

“One year ago, Campani, the land of warriors!”

"Campany?" Umit's frown relaxed. He remembered the boat. If this matter was dealt with, he might be able to reduce one competitor as a blessing in disguise.

"Hahaha, I do remember that slave ship. It may not be appropriate to say "remember", but I should say "I am deeply impressed!"

"Don Quixote Doflamingo! I had a little business conflict with him a year ago. He attacked that ship and took away all the slaves on that ship!"

"Don Quixote Doflamingo." Spartacus repeated the name.

"Ah, he is now a famous intermediary in the underground world, a troublesome guy. You have to hurry up, that guy is building a family that is completely loyal to him. If it is him, he should use a cruel elimination system to absorb slaves.

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"How do I find him!"

"The Flying Fish Islands in the North Sea! He is competing with the Vinsmoke family for the arms market! After all, he really wants to climb back to the top of the world!" Wumit, who gradually took the initiative, became more flexible: "I think of you,

One of the protagonists of the Holy Land Mariejoia Slave Incident, the evil dragon with a bounty of 1.1 billion beli!"

"Then let me give you another piece of news for free. Don Quixote Doflamingo was once a Celestial Dragon!"

Tianlong! These three words ignited the anger in Spartacus's heart, and at this moment when he was distracted, the armed domineering aura instantly covered Umit's whole body.

Umit's fist suddenly smashed the floor. His office was on the second floor. Between the wooden fragments and the raised blanket, he and Spartacus fell together. The moment they touched the ground, they quickly rolled away.

At the feet of Spartacus.

Spartacus reacted and kicked with his right foot, which was blocked by Umit with his hands folded. At the same time, Umit quickly retreated. The voices of his men could be heard in the distance.

"Evil dragon, my men are coming. There is no point in fighting me to the death!" Wumit remained on the defensive and looked at the half-dragon in front of him nervously. "Kill me, and my power will be greatly reduced.

If Flamenco annexes you, it will be even harder for you to find your family!"

The half-dragon turned sideways, looking at the ugly man in front of his amber vertical pupils.

"You and Doflamingo are enemies?"

At this time, Wumit's men were already within sight of the naked eye, which gave him more confidence.

"He is my competitor and partner. Currently, his tentacles of power are extending to the new world. The fewer predators in this sea, the better!"

"Then give me some more news!"

"Donquixote Doflamingo has the ability to use the Thread Fruit! He can cut his opponent with sharp threads, and he can also insert threads into the human body to control his opponents. Be especially careful with his move Birdcage. Once you are caught by the Birdcage,

Shrouded, there is no other way to escape except hitting Doflamingo."

"Like a gladiatorial arena?"

"The Arena? What a strange and appropriate category. Yes, once the birdcage is opened, there will only be one winner inside."

Finally, Umit's men stood behind Umit. Among them were monsters with a bounty of over 100 million.

"What, do you want to continue fighting with me?" Umit said with a strange smile.

What responded to him was the surging dragon flames. The armed color covered his whole body and Wumit resisted the flames, but he heard the screams of his men.

The sound of flapping wings sounded, and the half-dragon man had completely transformed into a giant dragon, rushed into the sky, and gradually disappeared into the distance.

After extinguishing the flames on his black beard, the expression on Wumit's face was uncertain. Since One Piece started the great pirate era, there have been more and more strong men who cannot be resisted by a certain number of people. The King of Sea Transport ·

Wumit does not need to be dependent on anyone, but due to his own strength limitations, he will never be able to ascend the throne of the Five Emperors of the New World.

The four kings of the dark underground world? They are just bullshit. Only those who are not strong enough will live in the darkness.

On the second floor, the expensive phone rang again. Wumit ignored the wailing brothers and slowly stepped onto the stairs leading to the second floor.

"Moses Moses..."

"Moses Moses, Mr. Umit. I am Cephas Kaman. Mr. Oroko asked me to ask when the shipment will arrive at the Chambord Islands."

Umit took a deep breath and calmed down his anger: "Tell Mr. Oroko that the shipment was hijacked by the dragon on the way. If he is willing to wait until next month, I will be happy to continue trading with him.

Or, I’ll return double the deposit.”

"Mr. Umit, I can't make a decision. I will inform Mr. Oroko."

Wumit hung up the phone angrily and lit a cigarette. Whether he accepted it or not, established forces like him in the new era were constantly being impacted by the new wave.