Doflamingo stands above all - Chapter 10
Chapter 10: Powerless Counterattack
“I showed the photo to Rami, who saw Doflamingo bringing food to his brother.
That guy is a monster who killed his father. So the kid didn’t follow his brother.
He knows that we don’t know the true relationship between him and this kid, so he lets this damn kid stay here without worry.”
Michael, who was sure of the authenticity of the news, was furious, thinking of his brother who had a wild imagination. His tone became colder.
“Let Doflamingo, the damned Celestial Dragon, also feel the pain of losing a brother.”
“good!”
…
Early morning.
The patrolling thugs were also feeling sleepy.
Rosinante opens the soundproofing wall.
Slowly approaching the edge of Jason’s family, where daily necessities are stored.
The pace seemed a little brisk and excited.
Rosinante’s life has been much better during this period than before.
Although there were two groups of people who were not easy to deal with.
However, there are fewer people who come to beat him up every day, and he will only be beaten occasionally by those with bad tempers.
If I could meet the old man of the Jason family.
And get invited to dinner.
Although the old man looked very kind, he invited him to eat with the family.
But he still didn’t want to get in touch with them. If these people knew his true identity…
Rosinante could already smell the bread.
Michael and Jason hid in the shadows, watching his actions coldly.
“Four more days to live.”
Patting the clothes that were stuffed full, Rosinante smiled happily.
After taking a look at the patrolman who was still sleeping soundly and unaware, he prepared to go home.
“Celestial Dragons, they are indeed… the embodiment of evil. My poor, Second Generation!”
Suddenly, an old, familiar and slow voice with suppressed anger sounded behind me.
Every word seemed to be uttered with gritted teeth, and Rosinante was horrified.
Exposed…
“Shua”
A sharp sound of breaking through the air whizzed past.
Rosinante’s scalp tingled, and his rich experience in being beaten made him subconsciously pounce forward.
but.
It’s still too slow.
“Bang!”
Jason retracted his strong and muscular thighs.
Watching Rosinante’s body being tossed around like a rag doll.
The spurting blood mixed with the spilled food.
Before he landed, Michael’s heavy, suppressed breathing already sounded in Rosinante’s ears.
“Die die die die die!”
“Broken Broken”
Fists thicker than a normal person’s thighs rained down on Rosinante.
Rosinante didn’t even have time to get his limbs in front of him.
His young and tender body was slowly embedded in the ruins by fists like a hammer hitting a nail.
Bones broke and pieces of ruined buildings stabbed into bodies.
Ouch!
The intense pain almost made him faint instantly.
“Hu~Hu~” Michael tried his best to resist the urge to kill the b*****d in front of him and stopped what he was doing.
Rosinante came to his senses and huddled up, holding his head, waiting for the next attack.
He held back the urge to scream; his rich experience made him understand.
The more you scream, the more excited the abuser will become, and the heavier the beating you will receive.
A large old hand grabbed Rosinante by the neck and lifted her up.
‘I can’t breathe!’
The strong feeling of suffocation made Rosinante put her hands weakly on the big hands, trying to pry them apart.
Looking through bloodshot eyes, swollen eyelids.
Rosinante saw the familiar face from before.
Why?
Why should Celestial Dragons be hurt?
Why was the previously kind face so distorted?
Didn’t mom and dad say that we are all human beings and should be kind to others?
Why do I get hurt again and again?
elder brother…
“Father, let go. Now that the brat is dead, how can we let Doflamingo go through our pain.”
My brother’s enemy?
Immediately, Rosinante was knocked to the ground again, vomited blood again, and fell into a coma.
Michael stepped on Rosinante’s face with his big feet and shook it back and forth, looking at his subordinates who were awakened beside him, and shouted coldly.
“Notify that damn brat Doflamingo to come to negotiate. Use this guy in exchange for the port. It doesn’t matter if he disagrees. Let him also have a taste of the feeling of losing a brother.”
“Yes! Old…”
“Fffffffffff, what a despicable human nature. Trebol, Diamanti, send that old man to see his favorite son.”
“Yes, Dover.”
The moment they heard the taunting, Michael and Jason felt something was wrong. Where were the people on patrol?
Jason, who was experienced in escape, rushed towards the port without looking back.
“As long as I can hold him hostage, I can survive.”
Michael followed the voice and locked his eyes on Doflamingo, who was standing with Virgo. Looking at his childish face, an idea came to his mind.
“Doflamingo, Pirates is not a game for you Celestial Dragons to play at!”
With a loud shout, Michael stepped forward.
“Oh? You didn’t run away at the first opportunity, but attacked me instead? That’s precious courage, Jie.”
Doflamingo could only describe Michael’s reaction as courageous.
As Michael ran, he felt the touch under his feet becoming softer and softer, like walking in a swamp.
The next moment.
Countless dense filaments rushed up from the ground and wrapped Michael into a ball. Michael felt that his whole body was filled with great strength, like a rootless duckweed with nowhere to exert its power.
“Let go old…mmmm…”
His desperate struggle only caused the silkworm-like ball of thread to twist, and Michael felt suffocated.
Looking at the tied-up Michael, Doflamingo nodded with satisfaction. This move was only used to deal with people who did not have absolute strength.
It can be used against people who have bad compatibility with it, and enemies who do not have high temperature or extreme cold attributes.
It’s easy to break a thread, but tearing the thread around your whole body will only make it tighter and tighter.
There is no time to reflect on this, as Rosinante is not in good form.
Doflamingo flicked his fingers, and the special silk thread firmly fixed Rossi’s current shape to avoid secondary damage.
Jason, who was being beaten by Trebol and the other man in the distance, looked at his only remaining son’s increasingly powerless resistance. He was filled with grief and anger, and spoke angrily.
“You evil God…”
Doflamingo didn’t even raise his head in the face of this incompetent insult. It was just the cry of a loser. He gently lifted Rosinante up and uttered cold words.
“Trebol, Diamanti, slow down.
Don’t hurt Jason first, he has taken good care of Rossi for me for a while.
Pica.
Go and dig out the beloved son of that old Jason at the port. It’s been more than a month. Let the family be reunited.
By the way, let his beloved son come out to see him off for the last time.
Virgo, come and help me.”
“Doflamingo!!!!” Such blasphemous words about the dead made Jason furious.
After giving instructions to Pica, Doflamingo and Vergo carefully carried Rossi away from the battlefield.
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One month later.
The former residence of the Michael family.
Now the residence of Don Quixote.
Originally, Doflamingo preferred the old man Jason’s house. After all, it was the home of Jason’s former master and was a little more prosperous.
But the Trebol was fried too finely.
Just moved here.
At this moment in Doflamingo’s room, Rosinante, wrapped like a mummy, was lying on the bed.
His furrowed brows showed that he had a restless sleep.