Kaido: My son has the talent to be the Pirate King

"Young master

!" "Dover!" Seeing

this scene, Torrebol and the others outside the door raised everyone's hearts to their throats.

However, none of them dared to make a move.

Even if they saw their king being held to the neck with a knife, they only dared to stand trembling at the door and wait, not daring to cross the thunder pool for half a step.

"Zhenjun, it seems that I, Don Quixote Doflamingo, must die here today?"

Don Quixote Doflamingo seemed to give up the struggle, and lowered his right hand with a dejected expression.

The gap is too big.

It's not that he's incompetent, it's not that he doesn't even have the courage to splatter blood five steps.

It's that if he dares to take a step, the person who is splashed with blood on the spot is himself.

Although in the main hall, except for Yang Qian, there are only a few people.

Yamato.

Ember of the Scourge.

and Drought Jack.

But the problem is that these three people, even the weakest one, can fight him back and forth, not to mention that it is not difficult for the other two to kill at all.

In the face of such a lineup, he didn't even have the ability to walk up to Yang Qian.

That's where the despair comes in.

"Joker, you're a smart guy, and you've always been smart.

"But whether you can walk out of this door today unharmed depends on whether you can continue to be smart.

Yang Jian leaned lightly on the back of his chair, like an emperor who reigned over nine heavens and ten earths, condescendingly looking down on Don Quixote Doflamingo who was escorted in front of him.

"You want me to submit to you?" Don

Quixote Doflamingo grimaced.

He is also a king.

Even if he is not as good as Yang Qian, there is no reason to give in.

Especially since he has an identity in addition to being a king.

Draconian.

Even if you fold your wings, you are still a world nobleman.

"Why not?"

"In order to regain your privileges, you can kill your father with your own hands, and then carry his head to kneel and beg for forgiveness from Mary Joa's group of Draconians. "

If you can kneel to them, why can't you worship me, and if you can beg them, why don't you please me?" Yang

Jian spread his hands and said as a matter of course.

Don Quixote Doflamingo's expression was cloudy, sometimes angry, sometimes suspicious, sometimes terrified.

Gradually, he seemed to notice something, and his hideous face showed a touch of horror.

"Yang Qian, what exactly do you want to do?"

Don Quixote Doflamingo seemed to have a dry throat, and it was a little difficult to speak.

"Joker, is Yang Jian your name?" Yang Jian

didn't say anything.

But when the ember behind heard Don Quixote Doflamingo's words, his eyes flashed, and the slender blade went around Don Quixote Doflamingo's neck, piercing his leg and nailing him to the ground.

"Hmph!"

Don Quixote Doflamingo looked pained, and his body shook.

"Really... Jun, what do you want?" Feeling

the hideous murderous aura coming from behind him, he took a breath of cool air, and his voice softened.

"Slay the dragon!"

Yang Jian propped his chin with one hand and said two words casually.

But these two words are full of suffocating pressure.

The air in the entire hall suddenly sank.

"Yang Qian, you are too arrogant. "

Do you really know what you're talking about?" said

Don Quixote Doflamingo's mouth wide in start.

As a Celestial Dragon, of course he knew what "dragon slaying" meant!

But soon, he sensed that something was wrong.

When Yang Jian said the word "slaying dragons", no one in the hall was shocked.

It's not like it's been known for a long time, it's more like taking it for granted.

"Joker, no one has ever stood in the heavens, neither you nor me, not even the gods, but the unbearable window of the Heavenly Throne is coming to an end. From now on, I will stand in heaven.

Yang Jian raised a finger and gently swiped it on the armrest:

"As for you... Whether you choose to go to Hell first and explore the path for your old compatriots in advance, or join Heaven and overcome obstacles for me!"

"But here's one thing I want to tell you... I need your strength, Joker. Don't waste your talents any longer, let your abilities work for me!"

he said no more.

Just holding his chin with one hand, he looked at Don Quixote Doflamingo in front of him with a blue and purple face.

As if he wasn't worried at all that the Tenyasha in front of him would reject him.

"If you fail?"

said Don Quixote Doflamingo suddenly.

"I'm not going to fail.

"Only the navy, the pirates, will fail, but I won't. "

There is no rival in front of me.

Yang Jian shook his head, and in a word, the monstrous overlord who was on the sea and looked down on the kings swept away like a wave.

Around the main hall, the air that was difficult to see to the naked eye actually rippled in a circle of terrifying ripples.

It seems that even the atmosphere can't withstand the oppression of the overlord color... Surrendered.

In addition to Yamato, Ember of Fire and Jack of Drought knelt down on one knee towards Yang Jian at the same time.

When Don Quixote Doflamingo saw this scene, his heart was shocked, and he immediately looked at it, but he couldn't find the slightest doubt and worry in the eyes and faces of Ember and Jack.

Such a spirit.

Even as a fellow king, his heart was moved.