Pirates: Doflamingo Stands in the Sky
Introduction: Doflamingo + cheats + semi-invincible
The villain doesn't need to be whitewashed, all he needs is stronger power.
To win again and again.
Prove who is on the right track.
Achievements achieved:
Punch the Momanosuke Kindergarten and kick the Golden Lion Nursing Home.
Bonebreaker Black Armor Zefa
★Volume 1: Default★
Chapter 1 The Beginning
"Doflamingo, Rossindi, I'm sorry..."
"No! Brother..."
‘Gonima! Are you bothered? Is it annoying to be so noisy in the early morning? '
Doflamingo clenched his fist subconsciously, wanting to punch the guy who disturbed his lucid dream.
"boom!"
"Ahh~ father~ brother~"
The grief-stricken shouts and questions in my ears coupled with the chaotic memories in my mind.
It made Doflamingo's brain throbbing involuntarily.
It was only when the left hand firmly pressed against the eyebrows with bulging veins that there was a slight relief.
The line of sight slowly focuses.
Doflamingo found out that something was wrong, I had never seen this scene before.
The body of Don Quixote Huo Minggu, the former Tianlong who had already hit the street, and Rossi who was as sad as his father died.
Glancing at his immature right hand and the smoking pistol in his hand, Doflamingo didn't know what to say.
'what is this? Kill a father at the beginning to celebrate?
With this talent, why didn't he dress as Lu Bu? Isn't it invincible in the world. '
Doflamingo looked around subconsciously, observing the environment in his memory.
The surroundings are nothing but rubbish, the environment is damp and dark, and the hard work of him and Rossindi is piled up in the corner.
Only a few rays of light came in from above Huo Minggu's corpse.
It also smelled of corruption.
Subconsciously sniffed.
Rotten food, blood and rust instantly filled the entire nasal cavity.
Subconsciously retched.
"yue"
'Fuck it, the experience of opening treasure chests in this life is really **** rich.
The trash guy who has practiced for two and a half years, I will.
And I have already eaten the thread fruit, how do you let me play in such a dangerous world.
This is not sending the courier under Big Ben, and sending it under the top. '
The chaotic memories gradually came together, and the beautiful enjoyment of the evil Tianlong people in the memory slowly emerged.
After a little aftertaste.
Doflamingo said that you use this life to test the cadres?
'Who doesn't expand this life!
Wait a moment!
How the **** did I send it in my last life? Let me think about it.
Signed an order intention contract with Mr. Zhang, then had a crocodile feast, drank some wine, and then set off for Shuihui.
Then big trucks!
My name is Chuang Chuangzi.
No, what about me driving? Mr. Zhang also reopened with me? '
Let your thoughts be confused for a while.
Doflamingo forgoes treatment.
'Forget it, here we come.
Thinking on the bright side, being a king in the future is no better than being a leek and horse in the previous life, and the current predicament is only temporary.
This brother can no longer be dragged away by the navy. '
make up one's mind.
Doflamingo put down the smoking pistol and hung it on his waist. The gun with the buff of patricide should be treasured carefully.
Seeing Luo Xindi lying on Huo Minggu's body and weeping in pain, he spoke in a warm voice.
"Rosie, are the scars on your body or the scars on your heart?"
Hearing the words from his brother, Rosindi cried and shook his body.
And the father was killed by his own brother!
Sadness, pain, fear, and hatred are all in one ball in my heart.
The young Rossindi was speechless and didn't know how to respond.
‘It has to be washed into my shape! '
Looking at Rosindi who was still weeping with his head buried on the dead body of Huo Minggu.
Doflamingo pulled it up, interrupting the logical process of grief.
"Rosie, look at this guy named father. His innocence broke our family."
"Let a good mother suffer from pain. Let you and I wander like wild dogs on the side of the road, suffering from pain and hunger."
"Innocence and kindness are qualities worthy of the strong. We, who have lost our status as Tianlong people, are now just weak people who are trampled on by others."
"Now, we're going to find a way to survive Rosie now."
For the blood father in this life.
Doflamingo's evaluation is an idealist of racial equality without power.
No, it's not that she has no power, but the Holy Mother player who gave up her power.
In this world, as a Celestial Dragon, choose kindness and live in peace with ordinary people.
It is a rare quality, possessing the brilliance of humanity beyond ordinary people, there is no doubt about it.
but.
If you want to be kind and live in peace with others, wouldn't the dragon people be more useful?
Or become stronger first and then enjoy the fun with the people, and unite with Murloc Princess Otohime, maybe you can still walk on the path of pirate characteristics.
If you have to directly strip yourself of your Tianlong identity, that's fine, and you have to find a country that is not a member of the world government to die.
Although it was his exposed identity as a son.
But this will happen sooner or later, it just happened sooner or later.
Take a step back.
If you live in a country under the World Government, there may be a possibility of being helped by the navy after being discovered.
As a result, the bottom layer's hatred for the Tianlong people is completely unclear, and the world has suffered from the Tianlong people for a long time.
Don't chase after their family.
It is really impossible to leave a retreat, and the result is pure gambling, all studs.
All four members of the family were revoked as Tianlongren.
As a result, his wife and the mother of his youngest son died.
If it was the current Doflamingo, Huo Minggusheng, the saint father, would have to be kept well.
It's too easy to shoot down, save the pain of losing your wife.
Guilt for causing all this situation.
The father and son turned against each other with regret and remorse.
The son's guilt for doing evil.
I don't know if he will think of a way to kill his relatives righteously, and kill his son to save the world?
What a precious and wonderful observation material of human nature!
Thinking of these things, Doflamingo's tone became more severe, and the surging power in his body became more vigorous, and silk threads emerged from the hands that grabbed Rossindi.
"Do you remember the despair of being chased, burned, and hung on the city wall? Have we ever hurt the residents here?"
"Do you still remember those compatriots in the holy land of Marygeia? It's them! They forced their mother to death and killed their father!"
"Rosie, look at me, look at the scars on you and me. Look around you at the dirty, run-down environment you and I live in now. Look at these wriggling, lowly bugs!"
"Who brought this to us? The so-called innocent residents here, the compatriots in the Holy Land, and our father who once loved us!"
"And I, I kept you alive. Rosie, you! The only family I have!"
She's **** sowing dissension, throwing blame and moral kidnapping.
Doflamingo couldn't believe that an eight-year-old child didn't have the slightest resentment for this tragic experience in his heart.
It's not the per capita Asura Chakra, sm lover, or Stockholm patient.
Even if he had experienced peaceful times in his previous life, whenever he touched these painful memories, the murderous thoughts in his heart couldn't stop churning.
Listening to Doflamingo's words, Rosinindi thought about his brother taking him to grab food, picking up trash, and looking for food for his mother.
And father...
'Sure enough, mouth cannon is only exclusive to the protagonist. '
And Doflamingo looked at Rosindi who was still silent.
No longer suppress the restlessness in my heart because of the intersection of two memories.
Black and red thought lightning flashed suddenly.
"Snapped."
Luo Xindi rolled her eyes white, threw herself on Huo Minggu's body, and passed out.
Chapter 2
evening.
"Come on Rosie."
Doflamingo, who had been busy digging graves and burying his father for a long time, took Rosindi with the same tired face. Carrying the sea water in broken barrels, he embarked on the way home.
Back to the room where the father was murdered.