chapter 8

Lubeck Island.

The Don Quixote family resides in a building in the very center of the island.

The intricately decorated and splendid buildings are surrounded by empty streets, and there are not many shops. It can be seen that the civilians on this island are subconsciously staying away from this place.

When Adam Rice came to the building where the Don Quixote family resided, he was keenly aware that the surrounding of the building seemed to be empty, but in fact, a lot of secrets and guards had been hidden secretly.

Although he has not yet successfully awakened the observation haki, Adam Rice, who has climbed from the bottom all the way to his current position with difficulty step by step, is particularly sensitive to murderous aura.

Although these people are all good players in the underworld, they can't hide it from him.

"It seems that I haven't seen each other for a month or two. Brother Doflamingo's power is getting bigger and bigger..."

"Continuously recruiting troops and buying arms, tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

Adam Rice shook his head, but he didn't take it too seriously.

These are just the peripheral members of the Don Quixote family. The fighting strength may be strong for ordinary people, but in his opinion, they are vulnerable.

If he wanted to, he could kill all these guys who were staring at him secretly in a minute.

But today he didn't come here to look for trouble.

At this moment, there was a burst of rapid running sounds from behind.

After a while, Gion ran to Adam Rice's side panting.

"Do you understand?"

Adam Rice sneered.

Gion glanced at him and snorted coldly.

Adam Rice shook his head, not thinking too much about this chick.

"Wait for me here in a minute, I am fully responsible for the matters discussed."

He arranged in a low voice.

"But--"

Gion subconsciously wanted to refute, but the words in his mouth were sternly stared back by Adam Rice's serious eyes.

"Lieutenant Colonel Gion, this is an order."

"You just wait here, take care of my retreat, and keep no one near this building."

Gion glared at him, and finally nodded bitterly.

This shameless guy uses "orders" to frighten himself all day long, and he will teach him a good lesson when he returns to the headquarters later!

Knowing that she can't deal with this despicable and shameless boss, Gion can only play a great spiritual victory in her heart and draw a circle around Adam Rice and curse him.

suddenly--

A hoarse and low laughter suddenly sounded behind Adam Rice.

"Hey hey hey, Admiral Adam Rice, Dover has been waiting for you—"

boom!

Before the man could finish speaking, the whole person flew out with a bang, and fell on the wall of the building with a slap like a flying mosquito.

The terrifying impact made the entire building vibrate gently, and the walls rustled.

"I've said it many times, I don't like someone suddenly appearing behind me and talking so close to me, Trebol..."

Adam Rice withdrew his feet gracefully and said coldly.

He lit a cigar on his own, took a deep breath, and squinted at the sticky figure hanging on the wall.

Gion next to him was stunned.

Adam Rice shot was too fast just now, and she couldn't even react.

Her beautiful eyes took a deep look at Adam Leis, and she secretly thought that this guy has a deeper strength hidden...

Torrepol, who was covered in mucus, "slipped" from the wall, coughed violently, and forcibly swallowed the stuffy blood in his mouth.

"I said...I said...I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Trebol covered his chest with one hand, looked at Adam Rice with fear in his eyes, and said hoarsely.

Adam Rice spit out a long mouthful of smoke like a dragon, and said lightly:

"Stop talking nonsense and lead the way."

Trebol nodded quickly, no longer dared to provoke this killing god, and walked in front obediently.

The two slowly entered the residence of the Don Quixote family one after the other.

The gilded quaint wooden door slowly opened, and under the eyes of the hostile peripheral members, Adam Leis walked into the resident hall happily.

Whoosh!

next moment,

A strange sound of breaking the air quietly neighed.

Adam Rice was biting his cigar, but his movements were sharp and fast, and he suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist.

Keng! !

A dazzling spark was blooming extremely close in front of his eyes, and there seemed to be an invisible sharp blade in the void that was stubbornly resisting Adam Lace's saber.

"I haven't seen you for so long. Is that how you came to welcome me, Doflamingo?"

The sword moved away, Adam Rise's long and narrow eyes were half-squinted, and a short figure with short golden hair came into view.

An old-fashioned kid who was only thirteen or fourteen years old and only about 1.4 meters tall was sitting on a valuable leather sofa with his legs crossed.

He was wearing a pair of sunglasses, and a crazy sneer was drawn at the corner of his mouth. He held a lit cigarette in one hand and hooked his fingers lightly in the other, as if he was controlling something.

Don Quixote Doflamingo!