Forty years ago, he took over the overlord Rocks

Dressrosa underground trading port.

Ragged transport ships sail into the largest secret intermediary port in the underground world.

On the shore, the crowd, led by Torrepol, the highest cadre of the Plum Blossom Army, had been waiting for a long time.

When they saw the tattered SAD transport ship, Torrepole, Jorah and others all sank in their hearts, and a bad premonition arose in their hearts.

When everyone on the ship disembarked one after another, but Diamanti was alone, Torrepol and the others’ sense of foreboding suddenly became extremely strong.

“Hey, hey, what’s going on with your ship? What the hell is going on? What about Lord Diamanti? Aunt Killer Matt, wearing red and green, asked anxiously.

Everyone bowed their heads without saying a word.

“Diamanti, Diamanti, I’ll talk back if you are there.” Torrebol shouted.

“Lord Torrepol, Lord Diamanti is not here.” Thomas the Navigator came out with a sad expression.

“What do you say? Diamanti is not here, so where is he? Torrepol’s eyes widened, and his right hand jerked.

A snot-like cloud of mucus shot out of his hand, sticking Thomas to the ground.

“Lord Torrepol, our ship encountered an unprecedented storm on the way back, and the hull was hit almost devastated, forcing it to rest on the nearest island.”

“But while we were recuperating, we were attacked by a red-haired man, Lord Diamanti… In order to complete the task assigned by the young master, Lord Diamanti pestered each other alone and let us return first with SAD. Thomas said.

This tragic story is naturally false, but no matter who Torebol asks, even the Cube Army Guards personally trained by Diamanti, it will only get this same story.

It’s all about staying alive.

If you honestly explain it, let Torrebol and other cadres know that they ‘defected to the enemy’, watch Diamanti being thrown into the sea to feed the sea kings, and bring the enemy to Dressrosa.

Then the end that awaits them will definitely be much more terrible than death.

They know all too well how cruel the Don Quixote family was in dealing with traitors.

Even if a beautiful story has been made up, Torebol and other cadres who learned the news of Diamandi’s disappearance are still angry.

“Damn, you actually left the ship’s boss and ran back, you all deserve to die.” Blasthead Guladius spoke.

“No, Lord Diamante is not the kind of person who would die for some goods in vain, and there must be other reasons for this.” Tons of fruit crushing ability Mahabais Road.

“Go and find it, order it down, let all the Don Quixote troops who can be mobilized dispatch, and be sure to find Diamanti.” Torrebol ordered.

“Lord Torrepol, does this matter need to be reported to the young master?” Jorah asked.

“No, don’t let Dover know for now, everything will wait until you find Diamanti, and contact Violet, her glaring fruit ability can come in handy.” Torrebol Road.

“Yes,” Jorah nodded.

……

Meanwhile, the top floor of the Great Bell Tower of Acacia.

Locke wrapped his arms around Violet’s slender waist with one hand, pulling her back from the brink of misstep.

‘Plop’

‘Plop’

In Locke’s arms, Violet was like a frightened kitten who did not dare to move, and a small heart was like a deer, faster and faster.

‘Bulu Bru Bru’

The phone bugs.

Violet still didn’t dare to move in the slightest.

Locke smiled and casually reached out to take out the phone worm from between the valleys in front of Violet.

“Aren’t you going to take it?” Locke asked.

Violet’s lips pursed tightly, tense to the extreme.

“If you don’t want to take it, forget it, spoil the atmosphere.” Locke casually threw the phone bug into the sky and pulled Violet to sit face to face.

“The atmosphere is so stiff, then I’ll tell you a story first.” Locke smiled.

“You… Who the hell are you? Finally, Violet spoke for the first time.

Looking at the red-haired young man in front of her, she only felt that she was looking up at a high mountain.

Even Doflamingo had never given her such a feeling.

Moreover, looking at Locke’s eyebrows, Violet suddenly thought of a person, that is, the emperor of this sea, a real big man.

“No, no, no, he’s definitely not the redhead of the Four Emperors, but why are they so alike, can it be said… Is he the red-haired brother? Violet’s mind diverged, and when she thought of this, her face was suddenly full of shock.

If true, it is really big news that can shake the world.

“It’s not a good habit to make unfounded associations without permission.” Locke narrowed slightly.

Violet was shocked, and quickly fixed his mind, not daring to be distracted again.

“There is a person who is not very lucky, and has been locked up for forty years for no reason, do you say he is miserable?” Locke asked with a smile.

“Forty years?” Violet’s eyes widened, she had been locked up alone for forty years, she couldn’t imagine what kind of life it would be!

“Yes, it’s forty years, but it’s okay, in the first thirty years, that person relied on continuous practice, and there were always some things to do, but the last ten years, some were sad.” Locke spoke to himself.

“There is no hope of going out, and the days are getting more and more boring every day, so he sets himself a goal to achieve after going out every once in a while.”

“His first goal was to kill the first unlucky egg he saw to get out of the bad luck, which was completed a few days ago.”

“Then there is the second goal, let the first woman who sees him, he also sees her, become his woman, and this goal is about to be completed.” Locke looked at Violet with a smile.

“Wait, what do you mean? Maniac, you are such a madman. Violet’s eyes widened suddenly.

As smart as she is, how can she not hear the meaning of Locke’s words.

Violet knew that it would be bad for him to stay any longer, and forced himself to stand up and flee.

“You can’t leave, this is the rule of the game I set.” Locke Road.

At this moment, a domineering aura emerged like a tide, covering Violet’s whole body.

‘Whoosh’

The terrifying smashing force spread out, and the purple speckled dance costume on Violet’s body turned into countless fine strips of cloth and flowers, falling in a tuft.

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