Pirate: Yamato is here, Kaido is coming to kill him!

"Can't guess yet? Doflamingo, I didn't expect you to be so stupid? Seeing

Doflamingo's confused look, Molong continued to taunt.

"Bastard, you look for death."

Doflamingo felt that Meron was playing on him.

That's the tip....

Don't say it's him, even if you change to the Warring States known as a wise general, you definitely can't guess it.

"Yes, I'm just looking for death, it seems that you are not stupid to the point of incurability."

Meron looked at Doflamingo and mocked.

The next moment....

Doflamingo went straight out.

I didn't see how Doflamingo did it.

Mo Long felt a tightness all over his body, as if he was bound by something.

Mo Long knew that this was not an illusion.

Rather....

He had been wrapped in Doflamingo with silk threads.

It's just that the line controlled by Doflamingo is too thin, and if you don't look closely with the naked eye, you can't see it at all.

"Boy, now I'll let you know how bad the price of teasing me Doflamingo is."

The corners of Doflamingo's mouth curved and showed an evil smile.

Five fingers, start to move slowly.

With the movement of Doflamingo's fingers, Molong felt the silk thread bound to his body and began to tighten, and on his body, the line was drawn....

Change to an ordinary person, you may start shouting pain.

But who is Molong?

Having experienced death in various ways, this pain is like tickling, irrelevant.

Looking at Mo Long's relaxed expression, Doflamingo's smiling face became gloomy, "Boy, it seems that you are quite able to hold on?" Then I'll see how long you can hold out. "

Doflamingo is starting to exert strength....

The silk thread tied to Molong's body began to continue to tighten.

Mo Long's arm was strangled one after another into the flesh...

It seemed that Molong's arm could be cut apart at any time.

"Doflamingo, is that all you have?"

Seeing that the silk thread had not yet cut his body, Molong looked down on Doflamingo a little.

"How so?"

Doflamingo's forehead began to sweat.

According to the strength he controlled, the silk thread should have been strangled into Molong's flesh a long time ago, and even began to cut the bones, but now... Even Molong's skin couldn't be cut and broken?

This made Doflamingo feel that he might have encountered a monster.

This guy's physical strength is tougher than many people after using armed colors.

"Boy, you forced me."

Originally....

Doflamingo was just ready to teach Meron a lesson.

But now it seems....

Mo Long forced him to use his full strength!

"Don't regret being cut to pieces."

After speaking....

Doflamingo gripped the silk thread firmly with his right hand.

All the silk threads were instantly subjected to a huge pulling force, becoming extremely straight, and the sharp silk threads cut the skin on Molong's body, and at that moment... Directly broke his skin and cut into the flesh.

Mo Long's whole person turned into a bloody man at the moment he was cut by the silk thread.

Blood flowed from the cut wound, down Meron's body, to the ground, and then to Doflamingo's feet.

But....

For the scene in front of him, Doflamingo was very dissatisfied.

In his opinion, he used all his strength, and the silk thread would definitely be able to cut Molong's whole person.

Finely chopped into pieces of minced meat.

But what about reality?

The silk thread only cut the skin on the surface of Molong's body and fell into the flesh, without even hurting Molong's bones.

This made Doflamingo a little difficult to accept.

When was his mind already so fragile?

Can't even cut the human body?

You know, the human body is inherently very fragile.

And his silk thread, but even the island can be cut.

Mo Long's physique, I'm afraid it can be compared with that monster Kaido, right?

Doflamingo thought so.

"It's really weak, Doflamingo."

Molong shook his head....

Then he clenched his hands into fists and shouted, "Ah! "

The body struggled to break free.

"Bouncing

and bouncing..." With Mo Long's force, the silk threads wrapped around Mo Long's body began to be broken by his power.

The breaking of one silk thread after another was transmitted to the hands controlled by Doflamingo, directly causing his whole person to lose support and fall backwards....

Then plopped, and sat on the ground with a very unforced butt.

Originally....

Doflamingo was crouching, and now he lost his support and turned into a butt sitting on the ground, his body falling backwards, looking a little funny.

"Fragrant feet!"

"Bang!"

At this time....

Behind Molong, came the voice of Boyahan Cook again.

One foot, kicked heavily on the back of Mo Long's head.

Just....

The imaginary head turned to stone, and the shattered picture did not come.

Boyahan Cook knew even before that his petrification ability might be ineffective for Molong, but... After being punched so badly, how could she endure?

So, while Mo Long turned his back to him, he focused his attention on Doflamingo.

She still got her feet out.

Watching his body soar into the air and kick a foot in the back of Molong's head, but only to make Molong's head lean forward slightly, Boyahan Cook was disappointed....

Strength is not her strong point.

So he kicked Mo Long in the back of the head, did not kick Mo Long to the ground, and Boyahan Cook did not feel that there was a problem.

One hit miss....

Boyahan Cook was ready to step back and find the right time to continue.

Just....

Boyahan Cook wants to retreat, but Moron does not give her a chance to withdraw.

As soon as his feet landed on the ground, Boyahan Cook, who was about to jump backwards, was stretched out by Molong, grabbed his waist, and grabbed it directly in his hand....

That's right, the small man's waist that Boyahan Cook held was directly grasped by Molong in the palm of his hand.

Of course....

This is because Molong now maintains a three-meter-tall body size.

Boyahan Cook is less than two meters, and the difference in body size naturally allows Molong's wide palm to easily grab Boyahan Cook's waist.

"Bastard, let me go."

Grabbed by Molong in his hand, Boyahan Cook clenched his fists and kept hitting Molong's palm, wanting to let Molong let go, however... Boyahan Cook's small fist, hitting Molong's hand, is like massaging his back, not painful or itchy, but a little comfortable.

It's really weird.

"Let go of you? Call the host to listen!

Molong looked at Boyahan Cook and sneered.

"What are you talking nonsense? The Wei family is the emperor of the Daughter Island, you want to be the master of the Wei family, who do you think you are? Are you dreaming? "

Boyahan Cook didn't expect Molong to have such an idea?

Stinky man!

It must be the same bastards who want to play with her like those bastards who eat her body.

It's just...

The other bastards were all turned into stone statues by her.

But the bastard in front of her was actually immune to her petrification ability.

This gave Boyahan Cook a headache.

For a moment, I didn't know how to deal with it.

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