One Piece: The World King Who Emerged from the White Town

So I just decided to wear it like this.

In any case, within the Donquixote Family, Doflamingo was the one who led the way in wearing a suit.

Chapter 176 Showing Off Wealth is Truly Extravagant

Exile Island is arguably one of the more famous places in the first half of the Grand Line.

Because a huge prison was originally built in the center of this island.

For some unknown reason, the prison was never put into use and was left unmanaged, eventually falling into disrepair.

Some speculate that it is a secret prison built by the Navy, specifically to hold special prisoners whose identities cannot be revealed to the outside world.

Some say that what appears to be a prison is actually a large-scale human experimentation facility, where prisoners are used to conduct various forbidden experiments.

Some people believe that the place has nothing to do with the Navy and the World Government. It may have been built by a powerful country that existed in the past, but the country was destroyed before it could be put into use, which is why it has been abandoned ever since.

In short, opinions vary, and no one can convince anyone else.

But at some point, this long-abandoned prison suddenly became lively, no longer deserted.

According to rumors, it was initially someone who threw defeated prisoners onto this island and left them to fend for themselves.

Later, some desperate people simply hid there.

Gradually, more and more people who failed in their attempts to conquer the Grand Line and felt ashamed to return home decided to give up and exile themselves to the island's prison.

Eventually, this place was transformed into a cemetery for exiles, and the name "Exile Island" quickly spread from that time onward.

Some even privately mocked that it shouldn't be called an exile island, but rather a 'wandering island for losers and failures'.

Normally, no one would go there looking for bad luck.

Imagine what it would be like if a bunch of losers and trash gathered together to wait to die.

Putting aside the question of whether it's superstition or not, who wouldn't feel guilty in that situation?

When playing League of Legends, if you check the match history of someone next to you and the whole page is red (meaning no one has achieved MVP status), you won't want to team up with them.

It's one thing to get screwed over, but what if you catch the "infect" thing and become bad at the game, losing all the way down the line?

Those who don't believe in superstitions have already smashed their computers.

However, on this day, the island welcomed two groups of people who clearly did not belong here.

How can we tell?

First, look at the boats. They are all very large and have no damage whatsoever; they look brand new.

This shows that he takes good care of himself normally, and that he didn't come to this island because he experienced a battle, lost, or became disheartened.

Secondly, both groups were radiant and full of confidence, walking proudly on the island without the slightest hint of defeat.

This spirit and energy is something that 99% of the people who come to this island do not possess.

In other words, only those stray dogs whose confidence and backbone have been completely shattered, and who don't yet have the courage to end their own lives, will continue to hide here, living one day at a time.

Therefore, the appearance of these two groups here is like fireflies in the dark, very eye-catching.

But even more unexpected things were yet to come.

These people didn't seem to have any intention of going deeper into the island. They simply chose a relatively open area, and then servants bustled around serving them.

A simple resort was set up in no time!

Huge parasols, comfortable tables and chairs, an endless array of exquisite food, various drinks, and even steaming hot black tea.

This isn't a fight to the death, it's a vacation, a chance to have fun!

Seeing this, even Doflamingo, who usually values ​​enjoyment, felt a little... something.

The scale of the event wasn't particularly impressive, but it certainly highlighted the extravagance of the place!

"Damn, this bastard is really rich."

Abel couldn't help but curse inwardly. "I'll definitely squeeze a hefty sum out of this guy when I get the chance!"

"I came out in a hurry this time, so I was seriously unprepared. Please forgive me."

Du Feld was an unattractive fat man with a large head and ears.

He was wearing a purple suit with a blue fur coat over it, a tie underneath, a pink flower on his chest, and a cigar in his mouth.

His flamboyance is on par with Doflamingo's!

Of course, due to his good looks, Doflamingo's flamingo outfit appears even more unrestrained and flamboyant, despite both being flamboyant styles.

All that remained of this king of loan sharks was a deep, somber expression.

Such a comparison makes the judgment clear!

"Fufufufufu, as expected of one of the recognized kings of the underworld, such a grand display has frightened the people I brought."

After Doflamingo sat down, he said something cryptic.

He just doesn't want to break ties with the other party for the time being, but that doesn't mean he's afraid.

"Oh? Who's this guy who gets scared so easily? I hope he won't wet his pants when the deathmatch starts later."

"Hahahaha!"

"Lord Feld, rest assured, we will definitely take good care of each other later."

"whispering sound!"

Ignoring the jarring laughter, Abel calmly observed the people he had brought with him.

A slovenly middle-aged man, a young man with a rooster-like hairstyle, and a buzz-cut teenager whose face was full of arrogance.

The two people in front laughed the hardest.

The crew-cut boy seemed to find even mocking them beneath his notice.

If nothing unexpected happens, that crew-cut boy should be his opponent.

However, it's too early to tell how deep the other party's abilities are.

But since he was brought here by that king of loan sharks, he must have some skills, and there's a very high probability that he's a Devil Fruit user!

Behind Doflamingo, the underestimated executives all had grim expressions, guessing that they would not hold back during the upcoming death match.

"Have a good laugh now, or you might not have the chance later."

Doflamingo wasn't angry, even though he knew in his heart that the opponent must have brought a master, but he believed that the people he brought would lose.

Because all these cadres in the family were handpicked by him, the elite of the elite who could help him become the true king of the sea!

If he were to die here so easily, then it would only mean he misjudged the situation.

"Well said, I can't wait to get started, but before that, let me see who dares to cause trouble in my casino?"

Du Feld, puffing on a cigar, suddenly exuded a sharp and imposing aura, displaying the demeanor of a powerful figure.

But this did not frighten Abel at all.

Abel stepped forward, his killing intent suddenly erupting and sweeping towards his opponent.

Spurred by this murderous aura, the slovenly middle-aged man and the young man with the rooster-like haircut instinctively stepped in front of Du Feld, as if it were a stress response.

"Not bad, you've got guts. No wonder you dared to kill someone in my casino, and a naval captain no less. What's your name?"

Du Feld simply waved his hand to shoo away the two overly tense people, then looked at Abel and nodded slightly.

Chapter 177 A Logia-type Devil Fruit User?!

"Boy, what's your name?"

Du Field asked a question he already knew the answer to, or perhaps he genuinely didn't remember Doug's report.

After all, he was just an unknown nobody in the North Sea. In the entire Donquixote Family, only Doflamingo was worth remembering.

Of course, now there's half an extra one.

It was probably because of this remarkable courage.

As for whether he'll forget it again later, that depends on whether this kid can survive today's death match.

He never bothered to remember the names of the dead.

“Abel, you’d better remember this name forever, because it will be a name you’ll never dare to mention again.”

mad!

So crazy!

At this moment, Abel even stole the spotlight from Doflamingo.

Just think about it, Du Feld is now the king of the underworld, though only one of its members.

What kind of important person must be someone that even someone like Du Feld dares not mention easily?

They should at least be at the level of the Four Emperors!

Damn it, even Doflamingo hasn't shown any ambition to become one of the Four Emperors yet, and this little subordinate has already jumped out!

But then he thought again, if even members of his own family became Yonko (Emperors of the Sea), wouldn't Doflamingo be...

No, I can't keep daydreaming!

Just now, Doflamingo's breathing became a little rapid.

I couldn't help but give Abel a thumbs up for his show of bravado earlier, and then gave him 101 points, not afraid that he would get arrogant.

This really infuriated the people Du Feld brought.

It feels like you've been working hard for decades, finally achieving some success, and then you return to your hometown only to find a little kid at the door saying he'll be "promoted to high office" in the future, and he'll make you kneel down and kowtow so he can be rewarded with an official position later.

"Hahaha, interesting. But you can talk big like that after you've survived today."

Du Feld laughed twice, deciding not to argue with the boy; it wasn't worth it.