People are sailing, monster hunters are fighting in groups

The old man was born in a strange land, and the old man was born in a strange land.

Beihai, the capital of the Seleucid Kingdom, Seleucid City.

In order to cater to the king's preferences, cherry trees and roses that can bloom all year round were specially transplanted in the city, so Seleucid City is also called the City of Double Flowers and the City of Cherry Blossoms and Roses by the people.

And in this city with a strong and sweet atmosphere in the air, under the instigation of the CP agency, the rumor that Huo Minggu's family is a former Tianlong finally broke out.

At first, it was just some children who secretly threw stones at Huo Minggu's family's courtyard under the instigation of some adults, but after a few days of panic, seeing that no one came to stop them, the people around them became more and more courageous.

In particular, the irritable Doflamingo often said things like "you bunch of lowly people" and "I am a Celestial Dragon", which further confirmed the truth of the rumors to the people around him.

Smashing glass, dumping garbage, and even burglary...

Huo Minggu did not think about seeking help from the City Guard, but under the obstruction of the CP agency, the efficiency of the City Guard was extremely low.

Until one day, at the instigation of several CP agents, several drunks rushed into Huo Minggu's house.

"Where are those Celestial Dragons!"

"Where did they run to!"

"Catch them and burn them all to death!"

These drunks and CP agents set fire while shouting loudly to search for the traces of Huo Minggu's family.

Soon, the nearby residents knew what was happening here.

After a while, the search team holding torches continued to grow.

Not long after, the originally dim streets were full of people coming and going.

In the dark basement of the house, Huo Minggu listened to the noise outside with a worried look on his face.

Just now, a group of crazy drunkards burned their house.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, his wife and two children might have been buried in the sea of ​​fire now.

"Father, why are they chasing us!"

"What did we do wrong!"

Doflamingo lowered his head, buried his face deep in the darkness, and trembled all over.

His voice was full of pain, resentment and anger!

He hated those residents who bullied them for no reason.

But deep in his heart, he hated this father who made him fall into the mud even more.

Originally, he should have been a high-ranking Celestial Dragon!

But now, he was trampled on by a group of lowly pariahs, and his dignity was trampled on, and he could only hide in this basement in fear all day long!

Although Huo Minggu's family is very pitiful now, as long as they are Celestial Dragons, they can't be said to be innocent.

Although the 20 Celestial Dragon clans have no more than five-digit members, and some of them even live in Marijoa like pigs in a pen all their lives.

But as long as they are still enjoying the privileges granted by the World Government, they must also bear the backlash brought by the rights.

Don Quixote Ho Minggu's idea is good and naive.

He thought he had given up the rights and identity of the Celestial Dragons.

These ordinary people would thank him and accept him, and would ignore his past as a Celestial Dragon.

But in fact, people would only vent their hostility, anger, and hatred towards the World Government and the Celestial Dragons on him, a former world noble.

"Hehe, so your family is hiding here!"

As the door of the basement was violently opened, the hot torch illuminated the dark underground.

A resident with a hideous expression looked at the man in luxurious clothes with ecstasy, with morbid excitement and hideousness in his eyes.

"Please, let us go!"

Huo Minggu's eyes showed a pleading look, and he begged for mercy again and again

"Okay, kneel down and beg me."

The resident holding the torch slowly raised his mouth corners, and his eyes showed a morbid pleasure.

Plop!

Huo Minggu knelt on the cold floor of the basement without hesitation.

"Please, let us go!" He lowered his head, trembling in his plea.

"Hahaha, it turns out that you noble world nobles will also kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Laughing, two lines of tears suddenly flowed down his cheeks.

"When my son was captured, I also knelt down and begged like you, but I was left with nothing except a beating."

"It's all because of you damn Tianlong people that our lives are so hard!"

The resident's eyes suddenly became fierce.

"Come quickly, that damn Tianlong family is here!"

Huo Minggu widened his eyes and looked at the resident who broke his promise.

"Found it?"

"Beat them to death!"

Dozens of residents holding various household items surrounded him with hatred.

They had vengeful smiles on their faces.

Bang, bang, bang!

A beating!

"Come to me if you have any problems. Please let these two children go!"

Huo Minggu curled up and protected Rosinante and Doflamingo under him.

"Wow, wow, wow, dad!"

Young Rosinante cried loudly as he looked at Huo Minggu's injured body.

"You bastards..."

Doflamingo stared with hateful eyes, blood kept sliding down his forehead, dripping into his sunglasses, blurring his vision.

"You bastards... Listen to me... I will definitely survive..."

"Then... crush you untouchables... one by one... like reptiles!"

Boom!

Red thunder suddenly appeared, and an unknown momentum instantly fell into the minds of the people around like a sledgehammer.

Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang!

The crowd waving furniture and supplies fell to the ground with white eyes.

After a while, Doflamingo's small figure trembled and stood up again.

"Although I don't know what happened just now, but..."

Puff!

Blood bloomed!

Doflamingo stabbed a sharpened iron rod into the chest of an unconscious person!

"I keep my word, and I will crush you reptiles one by one!"

One, two, three...

Puff! Puff! Puff!

After a while, the whole street was soaked in blood, and broken limbs and debris covered every brick.

"Dover..."

Ho Minggu, who woke up, stared blankly at the figure covered in blood in front of him.

"Father... now, do you regret it?"

Standing in the middle of a pile of corpses, Doflamingo turned his head and squinted at his father, with a mocking smile on his lips.

"Maybe I was wrong." Huo Minggu lowered his head, he already regretted it.

But what's the use of regretting now?

It's easy to give up the title of world nobles, but it's harder than climbing to the sky to return to Marijoa!

"Let's go, Dov, take your mother and your brother, let's go to a place where no one knows us... When everything is safe, I will call Marijoa."

Hopefully, everything is still in time.