The Most Wasteful Fruit Among Pirates Chapter 71

"Hello, Mr. Doflamingo."

"Everyone of the Don Quixote family, please—"

After stepping into the hall, there were always handsome gentlemen and ladies with exquisite smiles, toasting to everyone, nodding in salute, as if they didn't see the weapons on Rossi and others.

It has to be said that as long as these 'big men' are not in a life-or-death crisis, they can still maintain their 'grace'.

Rossi just glanced at it casually, and found quite a few figures running around on the 'Don Quixote' which was still a yacht a month ago.

Between life and death, you can see the true qualities of a hero.

Well, let's hope they'll keep their demeanor for a while.

Facing the powerful Don Quixote family who are not shy about using violence, the second generation ancestor did not jump out to ask for a slap in the face, and tacitly gave up the central position of the hall to Rossi and others.

In fact, even the high-ranking 'Tianlongren' dare not be arrogant in front of the admiral!

There are also five old stars on the Tianlong people. Unlike the ordinary Tianlong people who are deliberately raised as pigs, the five old stars are very clear about the combat effectiveness of the general level.

On the premise of not disturbing the "god" of the Tianlong people, even the five old stars can only flirt with the high-level navy at most!

"Don't worry about these guys,"

Rossi was indifferent to the alienation of those 'high society' people around her.

"Everything about us is based on power, and as long as we have power, they will 'respect' us."

"Wait, Pica."

And Qiaola next to him stopped Pica from taking the food, and then she reached out to grab the table next to it which was full of food and drinks.

brush,

A red and white striped tablecloth appeared in Jorah's hands, and with this tablecloth covered the dining table. As if by magic, the tablecloth fell flat, and the food and drinks on the table disappeared.

Then:

"Small table, let's eat."

As Jorah activated his ability, the previous food and drinks appeared on the tablecloth out of thin air.

It may seem unnecessary, but the food swallowed and spit out by Jorah's "fruit of art" has been thoroughly purified.

A table that automatically generates food, from the paintings of the Green Children - "Table, Donkey, Stick"

Although Chora's "Artistic Fruit" can't turn all substances into food like Charlotte Lingling's deputy captain "Long Bread", but she only needs to make these foods tasteless. Poison will do.

"Okay,"

After Jola's 'disinfection' was completed, the huge Pika grabbed a roast suckling pig with five fingers, just like picking up a piece of bread, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Baga, baga,

The crisp sound of bone chewing made the surrounding gentlemen's expressions a little tense.

This strong man (?), really eats meat without spitting out bones.

If you go crazy...

'Hmph, it's really not that simple. '

Rossi glanced away, and noticed the displeased voice of a waiter who was pouring wine for the guests.

CP3 people.

Not only the waiter, the guests toasting gracefully, the pianist who is playing the piano with his eyes closed... There are CP3 agents dotted around, but this number:

too little!

A dozen or so people just want to take down the Don Quixote family?

All members of the Don Quixote family are here, CP3 agents are lurking around, and the war is about to break out!

As for the owner of the ball, the mayor of Spedamaruz has not had this problem yet, but no one cares about it.

slap, slap, slap, slap,

At this moment, a burst of rhythmic applause sounded.

Opposite Rossi and the others, a small stage arrangement was set up, and a middle-aged man who appeared there at some unknown time was slowly applauding.

"Excellent magic,"

The tall black bowler hat, black tuxedo, white gloves and cane, neat beard, coupled with the handsome face of the middle-aged man mixed with vicissitudes, has a fatal appeal to the little girl who knows nothing about the world.

It's a pity that Rossi and the others are teenagers, and Jorah was once the queen who managed a country, so he won't be disturbed by the other party's charm at all.

"This is not magic, but a devil fruit ability."

Facing Jorah's blunt statement, the man dressed as a magician nodded.

"Such a generous admission of your identity as a capable person, it seems that your previous living environment was very good."

Scanning around casually, the 'magician' Field, who knew the opponent's situation from CP3, sighed inwardly. A family composed of capable people is really enviable.

Looking back, when he was a child, he was reprimanded as a 'wizard' by the people in the village because he ate a devil fruit by mistake.

Droughts and floods, villagers getting sick and dying, and even children from other families falling down are all caused by his "wizard" behind the scenes.

Had it not been for his parents' desperate protection, Field would have been beaten to death when he was a child!

This made him accustomed to using his identity as a magician to cover up the fact that he was a capable person even after he became an adult.

"Sorry, everyone of the Don Quixote family."

If possible, he didn't want to go against the family formed by these ability users. but-

A guest next to him approached quietly, with half of the black muzzle protruding from his cuff. Field had to sigh, put his hands in front of him, fingers facing each other.

"Magic Cube Chaos Space!"

As the magician turned his hands in vain, the entire hall immediately spun.

At the same time, the people and things in the hall were also thrown away in the rotation, and then disappeared out of thin air, as if they fell into other spaces!

Superman·Magic Cube Fruit

This is the name of the devil fruit that Field ate.

He can turn buildings, warships, and even the natural environment into a "Rubik's Cube" to rotate arbitrarily, and transfer creatures within the range to each space of the Rubik's Cube.

(Note: The cadres of Bondi Waldo, the 'world destroyer', the boatman Guy Ram eats the 'cubic fruit'. The fruit has the ability to turn any object, including air, or even living things into a cubic shape, and move, accumulate.)

At the same time, if observed from the outside, the mayor's manor, which covers a huge area, suddenly 'cracked' with straight cracks, and then the whole building began to rotate and reorganize out of thin air, which looked strange and shocking.

"here we go,"

In an inconspicuous hut far away from the manor, in front of the captain with a moustache standing respectfully, the mayor with his hands behind his back watched through the window calmly that his manor was turning into a huge Rubik's cube.

It doesn't matter who is the victor who walks out of it in the end, as long as he can continue to maintain the rule of Spedamaluz.

Snapped,

The whole hall was spinning, and when Rosie fell back to the ground after being 'flicked away', he found that all the guests in the hall and the rest of the Don Quixote family had disappeared, but there was a large group of black suits holding weapons!

This is... some kind of space-type devil fruit ability?

Is everyone separated? Tsk, a bit unexpected.

"Hahaha, don't look at it."

"You and your family members have fallen into our trap!"

A man in a black suit with a white mask came out, obviously the leader of these CP agents.

"I heard that with the power of the Devil Fruit, you can even fight against the 'White Dragon' Balf Tani..."

"So it's up to us to 'entertain' you."

At the same time, another indifferent black suit also stepped forward.

It doesn't even take Rossi to perceive it with a sense of arrogance and domineering, to know that the two of them can be regarded as 'masters'.

"Wait for our subordinates to take down the others and face the captured family members. Will you kneel down and beg for mercy, or—"

"Bahahaha!!"

A burst of maniacal laughter interrupted the man in the mask and suit's 'spiritual attack', as if hearing some joke, Rosie waved his hands and laughed, and then his expression changed.

"It's better to worry about your colleagues than worrying about my partners."

"Thinking to deal with other people based on these miscellaneous fish, what do you think the 'Don Quixote Family' is?"

"How dare you insult our CP3 personnel!"

Although the man in the black suit with the white mask has a tough mouth, his heart is unavoidably beating.

In their plan, they first separated Rossindi, the strongest, and then defeated the other family members one by one, and then used those hostages to force Rossi to submit.

But looking at the other party's confident expression now, could it be that those people are all masters?

No way, no way...

"Tsk, some kind of devil fruit ability?"

Dover, who was also divided by the 'Magic Cube Fruit', landed in an empty room, surrounded by several soldiers in black suits.

"There are only a few people from CP3?"

Facing Dover's disdainful words, the leading agents in black suits sneered again and again.

"To deal with you, we are enough!"

"The most capable one in your family has been trapped by our boss himself."

"Surrender, maybe you can still live—?!"

Domineering,

Terrifying overlord color domineering!

The black and red domineering aura full of indifference, ferocity, and destruction swept out, causing the large group of soldiers to be immediately captured by fear, as if an invisible sledgehammer hit their souls suddenly, and their eyes turned white and softened on the spot.

Those leaders in black suits also knelt down with their knees softened under this domineering impact, tears and snot flowed down their noses, the crotch of the suits began to get wet, their minds seemed to be thrown into the vortex of the deep sea, and they wished to pass out immediately!

In front of this overbearing arrogance, all acquired will, perseverance, and emotions are extremely fragile.

Unless one condenses armed domineering, it is difficult to resist this kind of impact on the soul!

"Fufufu, you are really underestimated."

Dover, with bulging veins on his forehead, approached step by step, but several people in black suits couldn't even raise their hands to resist.

"Rosie is certainly strong, but how dare he treat me as a 'weak'?"

Through continuous deliberate practice, Dover has gradually mastered the knack of the 'Overlord Color Impact'. Not only can it be sent and received freely, but it can even control the target of influence—

He just purposely stunned those ordinary soldiers, and kept these rude black suits awake.

"Use your lives to wash away this shame,"

As Dover waved his hands forward, the people in black suits, who were so overwhelmed by the domineering look and had tears and runny noses, suddenly stopped trembling.

In the next second, they stood up like puppets, their joints twitching stiffly.

"Before I say 'yes', even if it turns into a corpse, you have to keep moving."

After finishing speaking, Dover pulled his fingers, and the black suits under his control immediately aimed their weapons at the surrounding buildings. Either pull the trigger tightly, or slash the wall with a knife.

"Puppet line!"

Chapter end