The atmosphere in the bar suddenly became weird, and many drinkers had a glimmer of expectations, hoping that this group of confused pirates would take the lead and they could also see the strength of the bar owner.

"Tsk..." The leading pirate spat disdainfully, with a look of pulling to the sky, and planned to stand up and scold Yang Cong. Before he could say anything, he was pulled back by the pirates who were traveling with him. He didn't know what he whispered in his ear. The leading pirate's arrogance slightly restrained a little, but his tone still said arrogantly: "Where has the woman fish that broke in just now?"

Mermaid!

In addition to the pirates, many pirate hunters also lit up their eyes and became greedy, like a hungry wolf who had not eaten for several days and nights. He stared at Yang Cong. The mermaid is loved by the Tianlong people. At the auction house, a young and beautiful mermaid was lucky enough to sell hundreds of millions of pelites. If it were the worst demon fruit, it would be possible that the mermaid would have been taken away by the five flowers.

Yang Cong lowered his head slightly and happened to meet the mermaid woman's begging eyes. His big watery eyes made people's heart-wrenching.

"Oh..." Since ancient times, heroes have been sad about beauty. Yang Cong shook his head in sighing and said directly: "Hey, girl, I'm here to find you."

"Hmph! You kid are aware of your appearance." The leading pirate glanced at Yang Cong with contempt, and waved his hand. Two pirates came forward, intending to capture the mermaid.

"Have I not said that there is no action in the bar?" Yang Cong said in confusion. Long Wei expanded slightly. Now is a good opportunity to show his strength. Of course, Yang Cong cannot miss it. The pressure comparable to a mountain shocked the hearts of more than a dozen pirates. The next moment, the eyes of more than a dozen pirates turned white and fell straight to the ground.

"Those who have the qualifications of becoming kings are domineering... domineering." Among the many drinkers, there are always a few insightful existences who subconsciously understand Yang Cong's dragon power as domineering.

"This, these guys seem to be dead!" One of the pirates who fell to the ground was next to a drinker. The drinker swallowed and placed his finger on the pirate's breath to explore, and could no longer feel his breath!

"How is this possible! Such a domineering color..." Everyone's topic suddenly stopped. Even one of the four emperors' red hair was not as good as that, so he killed people with the domineering spirit? Who can do this?

"Hmph..." Yang Cong smiled slightly and did not explain much. The more they thought about it, the more beneficial it would be to him. His weapon can be said to be invincible in the world, and no one can stop his pressure.

Killing is just a matter of his thoughts.

"Are you a mermaid?" Yang Cong turned his eyes to the beautiful mermaid and said slowly.

"Yes...yes, my name is Moni." Moni panicked. There were two corpses lying beside her. The harmless handsome guy in front of her was actually a demon who killed people without blinking.

"Well, I still lack a waiter here. Are you willing to be a waiter?" Yang Cong asked. A job like serving the plate and pouring wine is indeed not suitable for his identity as an immortal emperor: "If you refuse, I will drive you out. I believe you will be arrested in less than half a day. After all, a mermaid like you is very popular now."

"I, I do." Moni nodded quickly and stood up from the ground, but the eyes of the drinkers looking at her still made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Then work quickly and throw these messes out." Yang Cong waved impatiently and lay back on the chair. He didn't care about these small fish and shrimps. In addition to the fact that he really needed a waiter to save this fishman, Yang Cong wanted to hang a big fish and a big fish with enough weight, such as the Tang Jikede family, which is good.

On a sea area of ​​the New World, the calm sea drifter is a majestic main ship. If there are pirates or pirate hunters from afar, they will immediately avoid this pirate ship, because the wind blows on the sails are the symbols of the Don Quixote family.

On the deck of the main ship, there was a table and a chair, a short golden hair, a red eagle-eyed sunglasses, and a red feather-like coat. Doflamingo sat calmly on the chair, holding a goblet filled with blood-red wine in his hand.

"You mean, which bar owner did the two affiliated pirate groups under my command have been killed?" Doflamingo's tone was very calm, and his gloomy face stared at a pirate kneeling on the ground to report. The suppressed fear made the pirate tremble a little.

The common pirates of the Don Quixote family stood around, but no one dared to come forward to talk. They all looked as if they were ashamed, lowered their heads and stood in cold sweat.

"Yes...yes!" The pirate who reported swallowed, overcame his fear and said tremblingly.

The next second, a needle and thread as thin as silver thread shot out from Doflamingo's fingers and instantly penetrated the pirate's chest. Scarlet blood flowed along the silver threads, hitting the deck drop by drop.

Click!

Doflamingo tried a little hard on his hand, and the goblet in his hand was instantly crushed and broke the foot. Half a cup of red wine and broken glass residue fell on the deck, and a strange scarlet red color could no longer tell whether it was blood or red wine.

"Ye Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, the qualification to become a king? Little did you know that there were countless users of the Overlord Color on the sea." The atmosphere suddenly became depressed, and a terrible momentum erupted from Doflamingo. Even if you deliberately did not target the pirates under your command, it made everyone feel depressed. Wherever you breathe, your willful momentum stirred up the wind and waves. Even the clouds on the sea were exaggerated: "What kind of people are you really like now? You dare to step on my Doflamingo's head, let Diamanti kill him, and let people in this world see what angered my Don Quixote family."

"Dofer..." As high as four or five meters, Seka, wearing golden armor, spoke slowly in a funny and tender voice: "The auction house's business and the underground black market business have been greatly affected recently."

"A sky-high bar...?" Doflamingo stood up slowly, his tone becoming a little cold: "It's just a clown who dares not go to the great route and huddles in the Shampoo Islands."

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Chapter completed!