Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 377 I’m Returning From Hell

The cold sea breeze howled, the crimson glasses under the shadow of the umbrella top reflected the ships approaching on the sea, the white ripples spread slowly, and the ships gradually docked on the shore, Baby-5 from Jumping down from the boat, Mr.5’s arm was gently resting on her shoulder, and the smell of gunpowder smoke was terrifying.

“It’s impossible for a dead person to be resurrected? What are you talking about?” Doflamingo frowned, and Yu Guang glanced at the two people walking along the coast, with a trace of suspiciousness on his face.

“Although it’s unbelievable, Yallin seems to be alive again.” Sha Klockdal sat on the other side of the phone worm, his eyes gloomy, his gaze seemed to penetrate the void to look at some resurrected figure. He murmured: “The navy colonel whose body was killed by you has appeared in Alabastan again!”

“Are you telling a joke? I personally killed him!” Doflamingo suddenly sat up from the recliner, and the tattoo artist holding a pen next to him quickly raised his hand and backed. The half of the grimace on his chest had already been removed. Add another hollow, scarlet eyeball.

“My subordinates saw it with their own eyes, well, if Yallin really came alive, then maybe the few members you sent might have witnessed this scene as true.” Sha Krokdal crossed. The scar on his cheek was slightly sunken, making his eye sockets seem to be buried in the obscure darkness.

Doflamingo held the phone worm with one hand, his gaze focused sharply on the face of Baby-5 who came over, and then he glanced at Mr.5, and he said coldly: “Why are you alone in Baby-5? Back here, where are Buffalo and Guradius? And who is the guy behind you? Are you kidnapped?”

Torrepol sucked his nose severely, turned sideways and locked Mr. 5 with a malicious look.

“I……”

As soon as Baby-5 was about to speak, his voice was interrupted by Mr.5. He strangled Baby-5’s throat from behind, pinched two fingers lightly and pierced in as if piercing tofu. Pulling off the throat and airway, at the same time, he said in a harsh and hoarse voice: “Doflamingo, I said we will meet again soon.”

The transparent silk thread was smashed in mid-air by the sudden explosion of air. The hot flame ignited several transparent threads and burned to ashes. Doflamingo’s little finger suddenly stopped, and he looked at Mr.5’s dumbfoundedly. The pupils of the eyes were engulfed in black, but a strange smile appeared on that strange cheek.

With a sly smile, but inexplicably familiar, Doflamingo suddenly came up with another picture in his mind, a piece of flesh that was cut inward by an inch by a transparent grid, and hot red blood spattered along the cracks. , The shattered face stared at him fiercely, and when he dug out the other’s eyeballs, the other party said a word!

“What is it?” Doflamingo frowned, he couldn’t recall the specific content.

Baby-5’s throat was bleeding out by his feet, and his bright eyes gradually turned gray. Mr.5 stepped on the twitching corpse under his feet, moved closer to Doflamingo, and looked at Doflamingo sullenly. With a nondescript blood tattoo on his chest, he jokingly said: “Can’t you remember, then I remind you, I said that this game is not over, it’s only really starting now!”

“Is it Arlin?” Sha Krokdal’s voice came through the phone worm.

Doflamingo’s pupils contracted and he looked at the obviously strange man, but his smile and words abruptly reminded him that the face in front of him was the dead navy. He didn’t know how to explain it to Klockdal. This strange and weird scene in front of me.

“You are the navy, your face?” Doflamingo swept across Baby-5 with cold eyes and gradually stopped twitching and began to become cold. From a distance, he noticed that some members of the unusual Don Quixote family were approaching. come over.

“They are all old acquaintances!” Mr.5 looked at the phone worm and did not immediately answer Doflamingo’s question. Instead, he had a meaningful long-distance call with Sand Crocodile: “Sha Klockdal, we are The cooperation between the two is still effective. You have to think carefully about what to do this time.”

“Oh, by the way, this face you asked me?” Mr.5 rubbed his explosive head, turning the front of the conversation back to Doflamingo, yin and yang said strangely: “This is to crawl back from hell, early See you a little bit, hahahaha…Is the ghost symbol tattoo on your chest used to be funny?”

“Did you survive by transferring a body? What kind of ghost power is this?”

There is too much information in Mr.5’s words. Doflamingo can only speculate in his heart like this, but he can’t tell the truth from the other’s words, but he now confirms that the man in front of him is the dead navy Yal. Lin, his face was a little ugly. The next second he pierced his fingertips into his chest, and suddenly tore off half of the skin. The newly added tattoo was torn off at the same time, and the corners of his mouth showed a grinning laugh: ” You are still alive, that’s great. Since the Lord is still alive, let you fix this ugly tattoo for me.”

The torn skin looked like a piece of rag covering the tattooist’s head, and then a thin line of blood entangled around the opponent’s neck, splashing blood to the sky, and the tattooist’s frightened head smashed the dye basin, and he was very busy. It fell to the ground, and was smashed and nailed to the ground by Torrepol next to him with a plum crutch.

“Tell me how to remove this half of the face tattoo, I can let you leave alive.” Doflamingo gently stroked his bloody chest with his fingers, and the electric shock made his entire face look a little sick. Evil, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips and threatened: “Otherwise, you might be going back to hell to report again soon!”

“Heh~” Mr.5’s pupils were pitch black, he pinched his somewhat sore eyebrows, and said distressed: “It’s really disgusting arrogance. Are you not afraid that I will crawl back from hell again?”

“Then I will kill you again!” Doflamingo was extremely conceited, and the eyes behind the lenses stared at Mr. 5 coldly, as if to penetrate through the opponent’s body and discover the true secret of the other’s resurrection.

Mr.5 looked around nonchalantly at some cadres of the Don Quixote family who had gathered around him, and then he met Doflamingo Sensen’s gaze, grinning with a bright smile: “Don’t bother you to do it, this body is originally me. A gift for you when returning from hell!”

“Please check!” The joking voice still echoed in my ears.

The joking voice still echoed in his ears, and the black lines in Mr.5’s eyes faded like a tide, replaced by hot and bright flames reflecting in the air…