The cry to kill, the collision of swords, the scream before falling to the ground...
Ten seconds, twenty meters, and half a minute passed, and still no one broke out from here.
Rocinante became more and more anxious. He took a deep breath and raised his feet to go in to see the situation when a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from the corner of the stairs.
"There is an exit here too, come with me!"
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
The next moment, five or six sailors fled in panic from the corner.
They all had some blood stains on their bodies and were quite embarrassed. After seeing Rosinandi guarding the door, their faces became extremely ugly.
"Damn it, there's actually someone blocking this side..."
The leader of the navy lieutenant colonel gritted his teeth and made a decisive decision with fierce eyes, "The pursuers are coming soon. There is no way to retreat. Everyone, rush over together, kill this guy, and break through forcefully!"
"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel!"
The sailors all drew out their swords and were about to encircle them, but they were shocked to see Rosinandi, who was standing in the middle of the threshold, taking two steps back to the right and actually making way for the exit.
Um?
Several sailors were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and then looked at Rosinandi with suspicion.
"Don't look at me, why are you still standing there?"
Rosinandi sighed. Out of caution, he first opened the soundproof area, and then pointed to a remote alley in the northeast, "I just observed it, there is a sewer entrance over there, hurry up and go there.
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"What's the fuss about?"
The leader, the lieutenant colonel, was not gullible. He held his sword tightly and said coldly, "Aren't you a cadre of the Don Quixote family? Are you so kind as to help us escape?"
"It is true that I am a Don Quixote, but at the same time, I am also a member of this headquarters..."
Rosinandi lit a cigarette and said with a cold face:
"In terms of military rank, I'm three levels higher than you, so don't talk nonsense. Just obey the order and take your people away quickly. I will help you cover the rear."
It's really going to hold people back, Beihai No. 1 Branch.
I wonder how terrible the intelligence capabilities of the Don Quixote family in Beihai are. They actually dared to lurk here in advance. Obviously, as long as they wait a day or two and Brother Nuoxia arrives, they can...
Um?
Rosinandy, who had just exhaled a puff of smoke, suddenly froze.
Because he clearly saw it.
The navy, urged by his own warning, not only showed no intention of seizing the time to evacuate, but instead gathered together, sneered and whispered in low voices.
The leading naval lieutenant colonel took out a phone bug from somewhere. After a brief report, he hung up the communication again.
The next moment.
The distant shouts of death disappeared in an instant, and the entire street near the hotel fell into an eerie silence at this moment.
Tuk, Tuk, Tuk...
There was a dull sound of footsteps coming from behind. Rosinandi stiffened and slowly turned his head away.
At the street intersection dozens of meters away, Virgo walked slowly with his hands behind his back and an indifferent expression.
Behind him, followed closely by a large number of pirates and navy, Major General Jabe, who was supposed to be fighting Vergo's life and death, was also among them;
Seeing Rosinandi looking at him in disbelief, "Major General Jabe" grinned and tore off his fake beard and wig, throwing them aside.
Rosinandi's heart sank little by little.
Damn it, I was fooled...
"It seems it's a little late to wake up, Rocinante."
Vergo stopped ten meters away, his eyes behind his sunglasses fell on Rosinandi's face, and he sighed softly: "Or should we call you Lieutenant Colonel Rosinandi of the Navy Headquarters? Or should we call you?
Colonel?"
He opened his palms, and the black phone bug yawned lazily and crawled into Virgo's sleeves.
Rosinandi watched silently as the phone bug disappeared, and when he looked at Vergo again, his expression had returned to calm.
"Three levels higher than the branch's lieutenant colonel, of course he is a lieutenant colonel."
He took another puff of cigarette carelessly, exhaling the smoke with a smile.
"Are you so frank and frank?" Vergo raised his eyebrows slightly, "I thought you always wanted to say something, explain and argue..."
"You have carefully planned and laid out this kind of situation just for me. You don't need that kind of thing, right?"
Rosinandi dusted off the cigarette ashes, looked at Vergo and said, "It's just that I don't understand. I've been very careful and haven't even contacted the headquarters. Where did you... and when did you see the flaw?"
"..."
Vergo was silent for a moment and shook his head: "You don't need to know this question."
He snapped his fingers and gave the order coldly:
"Tied."
The many cadres who were watching eagerly around them immediately swarmed forward like wolves pouncing on prey. Rosinandi immediately drew out his long sword and resisted with all his strength.
However, he was outnumbered, and in just a few minutes, he was beaten to a bloody head, covered with injuries, and half-knelt on the ground helplessly.
The sword also fell out of his hand, rolled down and fell into the bushes.
The cadre pretending to be Major General Jabe took a thick rope and tied Rosinandi tightly.
Rosinandi subconsciously wanted to struggle and resist, but he was immediately kicked several times, each kick was powerful and heavy, and someone kicked him on the waist and abdomen. Rosinandi curled up in pain like a shrimp.
"You are still not honest at this time?"
Another cadre who was a little injured slapped him in a vent, and said viciously: "This guy wants to sneak in and let the young master be killed by the navy. He is a sinful guy!"
The right side of Rosinandi's face suddenly became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Relax a little bit, don't go too far."
Virgo frowned, "Just tie him up, watch him closely, and take him to the dock."
"Yes, Mr. Corazon!"
About half an hour later.
The group of people arrived at the pier. The waves lapped gently on the beach. There were a few seagulls standing on the wooden piles, curiously tilting their heads to look at these visitors.
In the dusk, Vergo stood on a high place with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the wanton rolling clouds of fire on the horizon.
"Now that it's time, shouldn't I be tortured and interrogated first?"
Rosinandi, who was forced to half-kneeling on the ground, raised his head with difficulty and said sarcastically: "Why do you still have time to watch the sunset?"
"What I'm looking at is not the sunset, but the people."
Vergo did not look back and said in a calm voice, "You are Dover's biological brother after all, so only he is qualified to interrogate you face to face..."
Are you looking at people?
What do you mean... Before Rosinandi could react, his eyes were attracted to somewhere on the horizon, and he was suddenly shocked.
In the twilight, I saw a figure wearing a pink feather coat, floating back and forth among the fire clouds. It seemed to be leisurely, but its speed was extremely fast. In just a few rises and falls, it was already from the skyline.
Outside, we arrived directly above the island.
Is it him?
Luo Xindi's pupils shrank, and he was able to fly in the sky just by relying on the thread. Has this guy's fruit ability actually been developed to this extent...
"The young master is here."
A cadre said coldly, "Get out of the way, the young master must not be in a good mood right now. Don't make him angry."
"Humph, it wasn't this traitor who did it? Let me tell you, it would be better to just throw this guy into the sea and feed it to the fishes. This would save the young master from getting into a bad mood again when he sees this guy."
While everyone was whispering, they also retreated, leaving a large open space around Rosinandi.
Boom.
Doflamingo landed on the dock, slowly stood up straight, and looked at Rosinandi who was kneeling on the ground.
"Obviously I haven't seen you for a few days."
He spoke in a low voice, half of his face blocked by sunglasses showing no emotion, "But it always feels like we have been apart for decades, little Rosie..."
"Ahem..."
Rosinandi coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and when he raised his head again, he showed a self-deprecating smile, "What a coincidence, in this situation, I also have a similar feeling..."
Snap!
Suddenly, the ropes on his body broke and opened. His right hand took out the pistol from his arms as fast as lightning, opened the hammer, raised the muzzle, and pointed it at Doflamingo.
"Hey, what do you want to do!"
"court death!"
"You still dare to draw a gun on the young master?"
The surrounding cadres were furious, and they all raised their guns and pointed them at Rosinandi's head.
"Let it all go."
Eh? The cadres were all stunned and turned to look at their young master in astonishment.
"He couldn't shoot me."
Doflamingo leaned down slightly, looked at Rosinandi condescendingly, and spoke calmly:
"Am I right? Little Rosie... you are so much like your father. I am no longer the same person I used to be, and you never seem to make any progress..."
Bang!
When the gunfire rang out, Doflamingo's pupils shrank and he almost subconsciously tilted his head to avoid it.
His reaction was quick enough, but he didn't dodge it completely. The bullet grazed his right ear, and the skin was scratched, causing a burning pain.
"..."
Doflamingo touched the wound on his ear and looked down at Rosinand in a daze.
"Stop being so self-righteous, Don Quixote Doflamingo!"
Rosinandi looked at him, and on his blood-stained face, he struggled to squeeze out a smile:
"I am now a lieutenant colonel of the Navy Headquarters, an outstanding graduate from an elite camp, Marin code, 01746! I infiltrated your family just to stop you, a guy who is born to be evil..."
Bang!
The trigger was pulled again, and the bullet rushed out of the gun chamber and headed straight for Doflamingo's face.
But just after it flew a few centimeters, a nearly transparent thread passed by, and the bullet was instantly cut into two pieces, lost its impact, and fell to the ground.
"Do you think that after being prepared, you can still hurt me with this little toy?"
"You're really good at attacking your brother over and over again, Rocinante!"
Boom!
In Senhan's voice, he punched down so hard that the revolver and Rosinandi's right hand holding the gun were dented into the ground.
Rosinandi groaned in pain, but still immediately raised his shriveled right hand with trembling, wanting to raise the gun to shoot, but when he pulled the trigger, he discovered that the entire gun had been twisted and deformed...
Snap!
Dover slapped the pistol away, and while Rocinante was struggling painfully, he expressionlessly grabbed his neck with one hand and pushed him heavily into the ground, leaving the cracks around him like a spider web.
Continuously spreading in all directions;
The other hand raised its index finger, and slender fluorescent white threads began to grow out of the fingertips.
"Fufufufufufufu, it's really fate that makes people..."
He looked at Rosinandi, who was unable to struggle, and grinned gloomily:
"Why do you have to come back to me when you become a navy, Rosinandi, why do you force me to kill my real family twice..."
Force you?
Stop flattering yourself, you devil... Years ago, in the light of the sky, the scene of his father's head being cut off flashed back in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern. Rosinandi stared at Brother Ming, wishing he could spit.
to the face in front of me.
But he was extremely weak, but he couldn't even do this. He could only look at Brother Ming, twitching the corners of his mouth, and showing a sarcastic smile...
"Still laughing..."
Doflamingo was finally completely irritated and laughed angrily. He raised his left hand wrapped in white silk thread and said, "Fufufufufu, I feel annoyed and sick to my stomach when I see you smiling like this. Since you want to die so much, then
I will give you a ride, take your smile on the road, and go to see your father..."
Zhi!
Just when the white silk thread was about to break out of his body and cut Rosinandi's throat, dozens of blue arcs suddenly wrapped around his left hand and swam between his fingers.
He couldn't move at all.
"Sorry, little brother."
A calm voice came from behind: "Can you give in?"
"After all, that guy over there is my brother."
Doflamingo's movements froze, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. He slowly released his right hand from holding his younger brother's neck, turned his upper body and raised his head, looking at the man who appeared at an unknown time.
The body more than three meters high stands in front of you, like a mountain.
The expression on his excessively handsome face was indifferent, and no emotion could be seen. The dancing blue arc of electricity was retreating from his whole body. Only the white cloak of justice behind him was facing the wind blowing from outside the dock.
Sea breeze, hunting sound...
The entire coast fell into deathly silence at this moment.
The members of the Don Quixote family, whether they are ordinary pirates, thugs, or leaders of various cadres.
Even top cadres like Vergo, looking at the figure appearing behind their young master, their pupils trembled, and they subconsciously took half a step back with a look of disbelief on their faces.
"Hey, did I read that correctly..."
"That guy..."
"That man is..."
I don’t know how long it took before a piercing scream of fear broke the silence of the dock: