Chapter 75 - Golden Lion's Philosophy of Life

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The golden lion is still there: tirelessly instilling his set of good experiences into Doflamingo, who felt he was a master of deceit.

"Young-born boy, you don't understand it yet; just stop it when you should."

"The so-called tolerance is calm for a while, and taking a step back will open up the sea and the sky."

"It's also said that people walk in rivers and lakes; how can they not be knifed?"

"As for everything, you should discuss it calmly, ask questions if you don't understand it, and don't act casually."

"Otherwise, you will probably suffer in the future."

"…."

Seeing that the golden lion opened the chatterbox, even Liu Feng couldn't help but have his head full of black lines.

Big brother, when you were carrying two kitchen knives and slashing and killing in Marineford back then, that's not what you said.

Not to mention that after you get out of prison, you have to talk about letting this sea feel the horror of real pirates every day.

"Okay, Goldy, sure enough, the heroes who have been in prison are different. They have become literate, good people."

Roger was full of admiration.

The golden lion made a disdainful cut and raised his head proudly.

"That's not true. The Golden Lion is a hero who has been squatting for decades. If nothing else, in prison, I cultivated my mind, read a lot of books, and became half a man of culture."

"I think this way, if I can't carry a sword in the future, this master will go open a school to teach the current young man the principles of life."

"What's the biggest life philosophy I learned in prison, you know, Roger?"

The golden lion held its head high with a proud look on its face.

Roger's eyes were now full of stars, and he adored them. "What is that?"

The golden lion said impatiently, "By the way, you also went in the prison and squatted for a while; why didn't you make any progress?"

He let out a long sigh, lit a cigarette, and started smoking like Liu Feng.

But he didn't know how to smoke, and he coughed loudly after taking the first sip. He just couldn't pretend about the vicissitudes of life.

He rubbed his fingers, his face full of regret, and he said, aggrieved: "I was locked up for a few days back then; and I was about to be executed soon."

"When I was in the prison, Whitebeard and the Red Earl were all old guys, and there were some young brats who were yelling to kill me every day."

"I couldn't be more angry at the time, but I ended up quarreling with them all the time I was inside."

"Let's talk about it, Goldy. What is the truth of life?"

The golden lion glanced at him with contempt, a look in the eyes of a Roger as if he were an uneducated moron whom he had never seen before.

He leisurely took out a half-lit cigar, took a deep breath after lighting it, and said with a full face, "It's very simple."

"Just one philosophy, which is above all."

Roger became more energetic and curious, and he waited eagerly.

In his opinion,

Prison is really good; you can eat and live there, and there are relatives and friends in it, so it's not boring.

It's just that the environment is bad.

The golden lion snorted arrogantly, "Life and death should be taken lightly; if you want to do it, just do it!! Don't think of conquences!"

Boom!!

As if a dull thunder had slammed through his mind, the words of the golden lion on the spot were thunderous and tender, as if there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in doflomingo hearts.

'Sir, didn't you just say to teach me "to endure the calm for a while, take a step back, and see the sky?"'

'Is that right? '

Roger was also a little puzzled. He pointed to Brother Doflamingo, whose face was stiff and blue, and said quietly, "What about him?"

The golden lion squinted at Brother Doflamingo and said with disdain, "That truth is this truth."

"Who asked him to be a weak chicken?"

"If he can't bear it, what can he do?"

"If he doesn't retire, who will retire?"

"If he was as strong as me, he would be more brave."

"As for this yellow-haired kid, let him hurry home and wash and sleep."

Saying that, he took another sip of his cigar.

When the smoke filled the air, the golden lion looked a little majestic.

Well, ignoring his bald head, the rudder stuck into it.

"Enough!!"

Brother Doflamingo couldn't hold back at all.

He seemed to understand.

"So you've been playing with me from the beginning!"

He let out a roar, his face grim.

Roger laughed and said, "His reaction is too slow; he only understands now."

The golden lion grinned and said, "That's why I said the young people today are too stupid."

Doflamingo almost vomited blood.

'Brother, you are too direct.'

'Can't you be a little more polite?'

 He waved his hand heavily, up to the white line of the wave of hundreds of meters, which was rushing towards Liu Feng and the three of them at the same time.

"It's time for you to see a doctor, yellow-haired brat."

The golden lion didn't move; his hand holding the cigar flicked the ash at will.

Roar!!

An earth-shattering movement appeared.

The huge lion hovering high in the sky and glaring at it suddenly opened its mouth and rushed towards the turbulent white line of giant waves.

Boom!!

 Only a deafening roar was heard, and the entire Greenbit seemed to be crumbling under the collision of the two.

The billowing smoke and dust rose into the sky at once, covering the sky and the sun.

A figure shot back from the thick smoke; it was Doflamingo.

With a serious expression, he raised his hand high and swung it towards the ground below! "Super Strike Whip!!"