I, the Pirate King of the East China Sea

"Brother Doflaming, you're actually here, don't you have a backbone?"

Seeger showed a familiar calmness, but his heartbeat was beating non-stop.

"Sig, do you know BABY-5 very well? You can even take advantage of her weaknesses so well."

After getting the treasure map, Doflamingo looked at Sig and said quietly.

"Your family's BABY-5..." Sig finally said with a tangled look on his face; "In short, I can't let her return to your Don Quixote family."

"To show my sincerity, let me make a concession."

Sig said seriously:

"Three minutes. Within three minutes, I will not fight back, but just dodge, and let you attack, how about it?"

Chapter 184

In the port of the Isle of Everything.

At this moment, Saint Charmaco, the Celestial Dragon, has boarded the ship of the World Government surrounded by hundreds of elites from various forces.

He stood at the bow of the boat, looking down at the densely packed crowd, and some thoughts came alive again in his heart.

"With so many people, maybe that nasty criminal, Sig, can be caught!"

"I'm already safe. It's impossible for Seager to chase me out to sea, right?"

With this thought in his mind, Saint Charmarco coughed lightly, straightened his face, and ordered to the man in black suit beside him: "Let the leaders of these forces arrest Xi..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by everyone's discussion.

He was about to reprimand this kind of disrespect, but when he heard the discussion clearly, St. Charmarco was stunned again.

"Doflamingo appeared?"

One of the subordinates reporting the letter walked to the side of an underground world boss and reported the latest news.

"He appeared on the streets of the Isle of Everything, as if he met Sieg?"

"These two characters just met here? Could it be that Doflamingo also came here for the treasure map?"

Treasure map... Doflamingo...

Saint Charmarco's face immediately turned ugly.

If Sig, who dared to attack the Tianlongren, became a thorn in the side of the family in the Sanctuary of Charmarco, he wished he would die immediately.

Then Doflamingo, who was once a Celestial Dragon, is the mortal enemy of all Celestial Dragons in the Holy Land Mariejoa, with both contempt and fear.

No Draconian would want to touch a man like Doflamingo.

"Go! Leave Sig alone, sail! Go!"

"Also, keep an eye on the treasure map!"

St. Charmarco urged.

Soon, the Draconian ship set sail.

The big bosses of the dark world who sent the Tianlong people away, still looked dignified.

"Sig and Doflamingo... If these two powerhouses fight on the Isle of Everything, it will be a disaster!"

"We must also find a way to stop it!"

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Street near the auction house.

"Three minutes. Within three minutes, I will not fight back, but just dodge, and let you attack, how about it?"

Seeger's words are actually a language trap.

Given a choice, if the other party does not jump out, there are only two responses: yes or no.

Not fighting back for three minutes may not seem like a long time, but it is already a huge concession.

And... the weakness of 100% dodge, Sieg is also clear.

As long as you use moves similar to Crocodile, such as the bird cage, Sig can't escape at all.

But in three minutes, Doflamingo should have no time to release this big move.

Unless... there is a small birdcage with a smaller affected area?

When he was thinking wildly, Seeger saw the veins on Doflamingo's face, which gradually became violent, and he already had a murderous look.

"Mr. Seeger, catch me."

At this time, BABY-5 next to him suddenly said.

Her body changed again, her upper body turned into a pistol, she jumped into Sig's hands, and was firmly caught by him.

Sig looked down, a little dazed.

In his hand, he held BABY-5's calf, and the upper body above that was the muzzle of a pistol with a caliber comparable to a gun barrel, aiming at Doflamingo from afar.

Seeger felt a strange sense of familiarity in his heart.

Similar to holding a long sword after equipping Li Jingka, Sig now holds a gun in his hand, as if the gun has also become a part of his body, with a similar sense of using his arms and fingers.

It is similar to Li Jing's sawing and oneness, maybe it can be called the oneness of man and gun?

Sig sighed slightly.

He suddenly felt that his painting style was getting weird again...

"Baby-5, can you turn your legs into a part of the gun...Forget it, you'd better come down."

"Since I said I would not fight back, I will do what I say."

Sig was silent for a moment and said.

If you really want to use the oversized pistol in your hand, Sig's 100% dodge ability must be terminated early.

The Iruma Card can be used for a maximum of 5 minutes at a time, but the possession can be terminated early if the 5 minutes are less than [-] minutes.

Seeing this, the bald head and the others pulled BABY-5, which had re-formed into a human form, and quickly pushed it far away, giving way to a large open space.

However, Doflamingo remained silent the entire time without responding, and he didn't know whether he was deliberating or didn't bother to answer at all.

Time passed by second by second.

Seeger's inner tension is also getting heavier.

He didn't know what Doflamingo was up to, but Seager didn't have much time.

"Something must be done... the best thing is to force Doflamingo to take action against me..."

After thinking for a while, Sig's eyes fell on BABY-5 in the distance.

He thought of the reporter who fled in a hurry just now...

Seeger didn't have the time to stop that reporter, but he could more or less guess how bad the title and content of the news would be in a few days...

"Perhaps doing this can also restore my image..."

"This kind of bad news can't happen! The type I like is obviously a normal person..."

Seeger didn't have time to carefully consider the pros and cons. After thinking of this plan in his mind, he immediately said: "Doflamingo, you said earlier that I was taking advantage of the weakness of Baby-5, right?"

Doflamingo glanced at him with interest, but remained silent.

Sig ignored it, with a serious face, and said sternly:

"Isn't it your Don Quixote family who have been using BABY-5 as a tool person and taking advantage of her weaknesses?"

After these words were finished, Doflamingo remained expressionless, with no ups and downs in his expression.

But BABY-5 in the crowd couldn't help but speak:

"That's not the case, the young master treats me very well..."

"Is it really good?" The expression on Sig's face gradually cooled down.

"The Don Quixote family is not a charitable organization...but after adopting Baby-5, they ignored her sick personality and allowed her to grow up like this...is it called being nice to her?"

"And, does the kid have a decent name?"

"BABY-5? What kind of name is that? Some type of weapon?"

After these words, BABY-5, who originally wanted to refute, seemed to be hit by a blow, and was speechless for a while.

For her, the experience of being in the Don Quixote family is at least much more heart-warming than the experience of being abandoned when she was a child.

But now this layer of seemingly warm coat was mercilessly peeled off by Sig.

"Anyway... I can't keep BABY-5 in the Don Quixote family."

Seeger's expression was tangled for a moment, but then he gave a cold drink.

"If the sincerity of not fighting back for three minutes is not enough, then... I will take another step back."

At some point, Sig had drawn out a dagger from his waist.

Then, without hesitation, he stabbed towards his waist.

"Brother Doflaming, do you dare to do it like this?!"

Chapter 185 A good show

The sword in Sig's hand is actually the first prop card he got back then, the Sword of Self-Cate.

Its effect is equivalent to a small magic trick, which can disguise serious or fatal injuries.

Seeger moved very quickly. When everyone was caught off guard, he had already raised the sword of suicide and stabbed himself in the waist.

This sword, without any tricks, directly pierced Sig's waist and abdomen.

At the wound, blood spewed out like a fountain, and in an instant, Sig's robe was stained red, splashing onto the ground one after another.