Barreus's pupils suddenly contracted.

The pirates around him looked terrified.

Sure enough, Ian found out!

"Wait, wait, wait! Drake!"

Barrerus, no longer caring about his anger towards his eldest son, forcibly concealed his panic and hurriedly said, "I don't understand what you're talking about at all! I don't have anything that Lord Ian wants!"

Drake frowned as he looked at his foolish father. "Don't make me say it a second time, Father. Hand over the fruits of the surgery."

Barrerus opened his mouth.

I know it perfectly well!

Fear gripped his heart like an invisible hand, causing his blood to stop flowing. A terrifying chill swept over him, but even as he cried out in cold, he broke out in a sweat, his back soaked with large patches of cold sweat.

He quickly pressed his left hand tightly against his chest and exclaimed, "Wait, wait, Drake! Do you know how much this Devil Fruit is worth?"

He stretched out his right hand, fingers spread, and hurriedly said to his son, "Fifty billion Berries! That's fifty billion Berries! With that money, why would we need to be pirates? We, father and son, could easily find an island and live a life of seclusion as wealthy gentlemen! Wouldn't that be much better than working for Ian?"

Drake withdrew his right hand, sighed, and looked at his father. "Of course you wouldn't understand."

Drake has seen this very clearly in the past two years. Ian has governed all the islands ruled by the Beasts Pirates very well, especially the development of industry, which has brought about rapid economic growth. The territory of the Beasts Pirates can almost be described as thriving.

Lord Ian is the man who will reshape the world order!

"Since you're unwilling to give it to me, I'll just have to take it myself."

Drake spoke calmly.

Who knew that the next moment Barrerus revealed his true colors, "I don't need a disobedient son! Die, Drake!"

He drew a pistol and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The pirates around Barreus belatedly took out their guns and opened fire, and a hail of bullets immediately rained down on Drake.

but.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

All the bullets were deflected the moment they touched Drake.

Only then did Drake slowly speak, "Iron block."

"Iron block?"

Barreus's expression suddenly changed drastically.

Then, I heard a sound.

"shave."

Before his eyes could see anything, a large hand grabbed his face. Barrerus didn't even have time to react before he was lifted up and slammed heavily to the ground.

The sturdy floor was smashed to pieces.

Barrerus's mind went blank; he felt as if his spine was about to be broken.

He heard another sound.

"Lanjiao · Zhouduan".

Drake casually swung his leg, creating a magnificent circular slash that instantly sent all the surrounding pirates flying.

Then, the slash continued its momentum, cutting the entire castle in half.

The already dilapidated castle finally succumbed to the pressure and collapsed with a crash.

Smoke mingled with flying snow, and amidst the collapsed ruins, only Drake remained standing, seemingly unaffected by the crumbling walls and ceiling.

He simply looked down at Barreus, who was spitting blood.

“I told you, you don’t want to know what the consequences of deceiving Lord Ian are.”

Drake bent down, removed his father's hand that was still tightly guarding his chest, and took out the small box inside. After opening the box and confirming that it was indeed the Op-Op Fruit, Drake carefully put the box into his arms.

Then, without hesitation, he turned and left.

Goodbye, Father, and goodbye to my justice.

Drake walked away into the snowstorm.

Next, it's time to go back.

Landing is easy, but taking off on snow-covered ground is not.

But thankfully, it wasn't too difficult.

Drake used several Tempest Kicks in succession, clearing the entire ground in front of the fighter jet.

Once the flat ground is exposed, there will be no problem taking off again.

Then, with a thunderous roar, the fighter jets took off.

As the altitude gradually increases, the scenery on Mignon Island recedes like the wind.

Just when it seemed we were about to leave the island.

laugh! !

A blinding light suddenly appeared on the horizon.

Drake almost instinctively turned around.

This beam of light was a slash, an exaggeratedly long-range flying slash that was almost as difficult to dodge as a laser.

The front section of the fighter jet was severed, and the propeller was cleaved away.

With its engine dead, the fighter jet could no longer climb. Drake calmly maneuvered the aircraft into an emergency landing, heading towards the coast in the direction it had come from.

Just as he was about to crash into the sea, Drake opened the fighter jet's hatch and jumped out.

This fighter jet was of course not equipped with an ejection seat, and it didn't even have a parachute.

after all.

Bang bang bang.

Drake floated lightly across the air and landed on the snow-covered shore.

Moon step!

He calmly pulled out a green jar marked with an "X", but did not use it immediately.

"Bomber Drake! Don't even think about running!!"

A figure jumped out from the hillside.

Drake raised an eyebrow.

He knew this woman.

Isn't this Rear Admiral Gion, who was captured by Lord Ian two years ago?

It came really quickly.

If only defeating pirates could be as quick as helping the Celestial Dragons steal things now.

However, it seems it's not just the navy.

Drake turned around.

On the other side of the mountaintop, a man wearing a feather cloak appeared out of nowhere. His expression was grave as he muttered to himself, "Hey, no way, why is Drake here?"

Everyone knows that Drake is an officer on the Golden Dragon.

Since he's here, it means—

Where is Ian?!

Gion didn't even glance at Doflamingo or the Donquixote Family members behind him, but instead looked down at Drake from his superior position.

She still vividly remembers the humiliation she suffered two years ago.

Drake looked up and saw naval soldiers surging out like a tide behind the mountain at the foot of Gion.

But the real heavyweights only just appeared.

"Dover! It really is—"

On the opposite hilltop, Torrebol exclaimed, "Black Arm Zephyr!"

The one who walked out from behind Gion was none other than former Admiral Zephyr of the Marine Headquarters.

Even by his side was Lieutenant General Tsuru, who had once chased them relentlessly!

Doflamingo's face was extremely gloomy.

Although he had already learned about the Navy's reinforcements from Vergo, he only realized now that Black Arm Zephyr had come to deal with Ian!

Vergo's position was still too low; he couldn't access the Navy's real secrets.

"Doflamingo, it's time for the naughty child to go home."

On the hilltop over there, Lieutenant General Crane spoke calmly.

“咈咈咈!”

Doflamingo laughed and replied, "Wouldn't it be a shame to leave now? It looks like a good show is about to begin here."

navy?

He's not afraid.

Do you even understand the prestige of the Seven Warlords of the Sea?

The so-called Navy is nothing more than domestic dogs bound by the rules set by the Celestial Dragons.

He wouldn't be afraid even if a former admiral or the chief of staff of the navy were here, let alone a former admiral or the chief of staff of the navy.

"A good show? Is someone putting on a show here?"

A soft laugh descended from the sky. Although the sound was not loud, it overpowered the dancing snowflakes and made everyone look up.

Drake breathed a sigh of relief.

finally come.

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