Chapter 377
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The cold sea breeze whistled, and under the shade of the umbrella, the scarlet glasses reflected the approaching ship on the sea. White ripples slowly spread out, and the ship gradually docked on the shore. Baby-5 jumped off the ship, and Mr. 5's arm gently rested on her shoulder. The smell of smoke lingering in the air was pungent and terrifying.
"Can the dead be resurrected? What nonsense are you talking about? " Doflamingo frowned slightly, and glanced at the two people walking along the coastline, and a trace of suspicion appeared on his face.
"Although it's hard to believe, Yarlin seems to be alive again." Sha Crocodile sat at the other end of the Den Den Mushi, and his eyes were gloomy, as if he was looking through nothingness at the figure that came back from the dead. He murmured: "The Marine Captain who was killed by you appeared in Alabasta again!"
"Are you kidding? I killed him with my own hands! " Doflamingo suddenly sat up from the recliner, and the tattooist next to him quickly raised his hand and stepped back. The half of the ghost face on his chest had been added another empty scarlet eye.
"My subordinates saw it with their own eyes. Well, if it's really Yarlin, then maybe the members you sent may have also witnessed this scene." The scar on Sha Crocodile's cheek was slightly sunken, making his whole eye socket seem to be buried in obscure darkness.
Doflamingo held the Den Den Mushi with one hand, and his eyes focused on Baby-5's face, and then swept his eyes to Mr. 5. He said coldly: "Baby-5, why did you come back alone? What about Pavaro and Gladius? And who is the guy behind you? Are you being held hostage? "
Trebol on the side sniffed fiercely, turned sideways, and locked his eyes on Mr. 5 with a malicious gaze.
"I …"
Just as Baby-5 was about to speak, her voice was interrupted by Mr. 5. He grabbed Baby-5's throat from behind, and with a gentle pinch, two fingers pierced into her throat as easily as piercing tofu. Then he pulled her throat, and at the same time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Doflamingo, I said that we would meet again soon."
The transparent threads were blown away by the sudden explosion in the air. The scorching flames ignited a few transparent threads and burned them to ashes. Doflamingo's little finger suddenly stopped moving. He stared dumbfoundedly at Mr. 5's eyes that were engulfed by darkness. A creepy smile appeared on the unfamiliar face.
The smile was sinister, but it was strangely familiar. Another image suddenly appeared in Doflamingo's mind. It was a face whose flesh was being cut apart inch by inch by a transparent mesh. Red and boiling blood spurted out from the cracks. The shattered face was staring at him. Just as he was about to gouge out the other party's eyes, the other party said something!
"What was it?" Doflamingo frowned, he couldn't remember the specific content.
Blood gushed out of Baby-5's throat, and her eyes gradually turned gray. Mr. 5 stepped over the twitching corpse and moved closer to Doflamingo. He looked at the strange blood-colored tattoo on Doflamingo's chest with a sinister look in his eyes. "You can't remember? Then let me remind you. I said that this game isn't over yet. Now, it's really starting!" he said mockingly.
"Is it Yarlin?" Sha Crocodile's voice came through the Den Den Mushi.
Doflamingo's pupils contracted. He looked at the obviously strange man, but the smile and words reminded him that the face in front of him was the face of the dead Marine. He didn't know how to explain this strange scene to Crocodile.
"You are the Marine, your face?" Doflamingo's cold eyes swept over Baby-5's body that gradually stopped twitching and began to turn cold. In the distance, some cadre members of the Donquixote family noticed the abnormality and were approaching.
"It's an old acquaintance!" Mr. 5 glanced at the Den Den Mushi and didn't immediately answer Doflamingo's question. Instead, he spoke to Sha Crocodile meaningfully: "Sha Crocodile, our cooperation is still valid. You have to think carefully about what to do this time."
"Oh, by the way, you are asking about my face?" Mr. 5 rubbed his afro hair and turned the topic back to Doflamingo. He said in a strange tone, "This is so that I can crawl back from hell and see you sooner. Hahahaha … But is that tattoo on your chest a joke?"
"Did he survive because he transferred a body to another body? What kind of ability is that? "
There was too much information in Mr. Five's words, so Doflamingo could only speculate in his heart. He couldn't tell if Mr. Five was telling the truth or not, but he was now certain that the man in front of him was the dead marine, Arlen. Doflamingo's face was a little pale. The next second, he stabbed his fingertips into his chest and tore off half of his skin. The newly added tattoo was torn off as well. Doflamingo laughed sinisterly. "You're still alive? That's great. Since you're still alive, I'll let you take care of this ugly tattoo for me."
The torn skin was like a piece of rotten cloth covering the tattoo artist's head. Following that, a thin line of blood wrapped around the tattoo artist's neck. Blood splattered everywhere. The tattoo artist's terrified head knocked over the dye basin and rolled onto the ground. Trebol used his Plum Blossom Crutch to pierce through the tattoo artist and nailed it to the ground.
"Tell me how to get rid of this tattoo, and I will let you leave here alive." Doflamingo's fingers gently stroked his bloody chest. The electrifying pain made his entire face look a little sickly and evil. He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips as he threatened, "Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll have to go back to hell and report again!"
"Ha …" Mr. 5's eyes were dark. He pinched his sore eyebrows and said in annoyance: "You are really as arrogant as always. Aren't you afraid that I will crawl back from hell again?"
"Then I will kill you again!" Doflamingo was extremely conceited. The eyes behind the glasses stared coldly at Mr. 5, as if he wanted to see through the other party's body and discover the real secret of his resurrection.
Mr. 5 nonchalantly looked around at the officers of the Donquixote family who were surrounding him. Then he met Doflamingo's gaze and grinned brightly: "You don't have to do it. This body was originally a gift for you when I returned from hell!"
"Please check it!" The mocking voice was still echoing in his ears.
The mocking voice was still echoing in his ears. The black lines in Mr. 5's eyes receded like the tide, and they were replaced by a bright and hot flame reflected in the air …
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