Whitebeard Beg Me to Come Out At The Start

"Do I need to explain to you?"

Luo Feng said lightly.

"Yes!

Just relying on the phoenix Malgao willingly to saddle you up and down, this is the best proof of your identity! "

Dracule Mihawk has seen the world after all, and is still one of the small group of people standing at the pinnacle of the Grand Line.

Although Luo Feng's identity is shocking, it is not impossible!

After all, if Luo Feng were not Whitebeard's daddy, how could Margao be willing to act as a mount!

Whitebeard would not allow his eldest son Margo to do such a thing.

With these two points alone, Luo Feng's identity as the daddy of Whitebeard has been given a real hammer.

"Hawkeye, now you finally know how much my grandpa exists!"

Margau said coldly.

"So what you said just now is not just slanderous?

Among the world's No. 1 swordsmen you have ever seen, am I really the worst one? "

After confirming Luo Feng's identity, Dracule Mihawk cares about this most.

As a swordsman, he has stood on the top of this era!

As far as swordsmanship is concerned, no one can beat the Grand Line!

The only people who can compare with him are those who were born in a different era with him, who were not destined to meet, and even less destined to be the world's number one swordsman.

"Otherwise what do you think?"

Luo Feng chuckled lightly.

"I don't believe it!"

Dracule Mihawk shook his head.

"During my life, I have seen three swordsmen who have the name of the world's strongest swordsman!"

Luo Feng raised three fingers.

"Tell me, who is there?"

There was a flash of curiosity in Dracule Mihawk's eyes.

Although he doesn't think he is really as Luo Feng said, the swordsmanship is not as good as the most powerful swordsman of other eras, but it does not mean that he is not interested in these swordsmen who are indistinguishable from him.

"Hawkeye, it's best to pay attention to your tone when you speak!"

Margau dissatisfied.

"He is your grandfather, not my grandfather!"

Dracule Mihawk is still going its own way, unmoved at all.

He was so cruel that even Whitebeard dared to chop, how could he care about Luo Feng's identity?

"Humph! You better figure out something!

You, the so-called number one swordsman in the world, are just a joke in front of Grandpa! "

Margau said with disdain.

"Is it a joke? Use it to weigh it!"

Dracule Mihawk's eyes were cold, and his right hand suddenly grasped the hilt of the black sword night.

"I really admire your courage, dare to draw a knife in front of Grandpa!

No...No, you are not courage at all, but ignorance!

If you have half of what Donquixote Doflamingo knows about Grandpa, then you know how ridiculous your current behavior is! "

Margau saw Dracule Mihawk's attempt to draw his sword, and his eyes were full of pity.

"Doflamingo?

What did you do to him? "

Upon hearing this, Dracule Mihawk immediately thought of Heavenly Yaksha, who was rampant and lawless in the ocean.

"Xiao Ming has been sent by me to reunite with his grandfather and father.

As Shichibukai, you don't have to worry about him!

He walked very peacefully along the way! "

Luo Feng said casually.

In that tone, letting the Buddha send away a Shichibukai is no different from kicking away a small stone on the side of the road.

"That's it!

I'll just say why you came to me on a phoenix, it turns out that your goal is Shichibukai!

Whitebeard begs you to come out to fight the fire, Ace!

And you are planning to kill Shichibukai before the day of Huoquan Ace's execution, so as to reduce the difficulty of saving people on the day of execution! "

Dracule Mihawk took a deep look at Luo Feng.

"Shichibukai was indeed my first goal after coming out of the mountain, yes!

But please don't judge me by your poor eyesight.

Sending you Shichibukai to the West is just a show for me to announce my return to the Grand Line!

As for what to kill Shichibukai in advance, what to reduce the difficulty of saving people... Sorry, I really haven't thought about it. "

Luo Feng shook his head and laughed.

"Yes?"

Dracule Mihawk said nonchalantly.

Obviously, he didn't quite believe Luo Hao's statement.

"You might be unbelievable when I say that.

But for me, there is really no difference between a group of Shichibukai and a group of Shichibukai. "

In Luo Feng's tone, there was a touch of scowling.

"Is it right? I will use this world's strongest black knife to personally verify it!"

As soon as Dracule Mihawk's voice fell, the hand holding the hilt of the knife jerked.

Qian

One of the supreme knives!

Known as the world's strongest black knife, night out of the sheath!

The sword that originally shrouded Dracule Mihawk was so sharp and sharp that it was so arrogant.

Now as the black sword night is out of its sheath, that one is different from Conqueror's Haki, but the same powerful sword force also bursts out at this moment, like a flood of gate opening, leaning toward Luo Feng mightily.

"The eagle at the bottom of the well knows how big the world is!"

Facing the mighty sword power of Dracule Mihawk, Luo Feng remained unmoved like a Red Line standing on the sea, immortal.

(Old irons, Xiao San repeatedly begged for everything-kun collection, flowers, reminders, and I am grateful!)*

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