"Led by Tiger and Jinbe, they left Murloc Island with a group of low-level Murlocs from Murloc Street, intending to survive according to your mercenary system."
"He is really a person who loves his compatriots. I am a little moved. Let them come."
Doflamingo made some calculations, and it was a good deal.
Even if this group of low-level murlocs had low combat effectiveness and low potential, they could not be cultivated, and Tiger and Jinbe both made their money back.
"The murloc group headed by Aaron found me last night and wanted to get our weapons."
Doflamingo smelled the smell of ambition and the opportunity to drain the Murloc Island, and the corners of his mouth parted slightly.
"Give it to him. At half the market price, let's see what good things this young murloc will do?"
He remembered Aaron, who said that he was a representative of nobility.
As a result, he found a small fishing village to be the local emperor.
Looking for him to buy a weapon is definitely not to attack the Tianlongren or Shambord.
So who else?
Of course his compatriots.
The more chaotic the fishman island is, the more attractive his new fishman island in the sky is, isn't it?
"Okay, Boss, I will come back with the harvest as soon as possible."
Thinking of the speed at which the seabed received the news, Doflamingo added.
"Be careful when you float up, and avoid the waters of Chambord."
Senor was taken aback and asked.
"What happened to Chambord?"
"Accidentally blown up the Navy's G8 recently, you're going to go crazy seeing that."