Pirate: I am a logistics person, what the hell is the emperor

Chapter 300: The Fall of Don Quixote
boom! boom!
Boom! The ruins outside the palace were in a mess.

The chaotic four-way battle between the Navy, Don Quixote, the Whitebeard Pirates and the Straw Hat Pirates is gradually coming to an end.

"Pica, baby-5, and Senior."

Vergo lay dying in a pool of blood, his tired eyes sweeping across the messy ruins around him.

Their comrades were killed or wounded, and even the navy, which had a common enemy, would not lend them a helping hand.

On the other hand, the Straw Hat Pirates and the Whitebeard Pirates, each of them powerful and invincible, were wreaking havoc on the battlefield, forcing the navy to retreat step by step.

Vergo felt a sense of despair and powerlessness. His whole body was broken and he could no longer fight.

At this point, he couldn't help but realize that they would not have any support.

"Come back to your senses, cough. cough cough!"

".Sorry, Dover."

Virgo turned over with difficulty, looked at the sky tiredly, and murmured: "It turns out that Don Quixote no longer exists from that moment on."

"And we are nothing but a group of walking corpses dominated by hatred." Vergo laughed self-deprecatingly.

When I close my eyes, what comes to my mind are the faces of the family members who have gradually joined the family since its establishment.

A foolish woman who would help someone in need regardless of her own life, a perverted gentleman who still wears ill-fitting baby clothes, a sister who always holds grapes in her hands and dreams of turning into a bird
Every member who was saved from tragic circumstances and joined in loyalty to the family.

"Virgo!"

Gladius jumped over eagerly, squatted down and tried to help him up, "How is it? Can you move?"

"Don't mind me, Gladius."

Vergo's voice was hoarse, and he pushed his hand away weakly, "Run away, leave here, and stop thinking about revenge."

"What are you talking about, Vergo? Leaving your family behind and running away."

Gladius' teeth trembled, "I will not give up on the revenge of the young master. As long as we regroup, one day, we will be able to do it."

"That day will never come."

A cold voice came from behind, and a dark shadow covered them.

Gladius' pupils were startled, cold sweat ran down his back, and he turned his head stiffly.

A burly blond man stood straight behind him, looking down at him with a pair of calm eyes.

"Of course you only get one chance for revenge."

Reiner's eyes flashed with a stern light, and he smiled coldly, "If you fail, you should be prepared for retaliation."

"Black Snake Reiner!" Veins bulged on Gladius' forehead, his arms wrapped in black armor swelled in circles, and he clenched his fists and blasted upwards!
"Black Feather Arm Cannon!!"

boom! !

The fist hit Reiner's chest hard, and the swollen arm instantly emitted a violent explosion, with flames and billowing smoke.

“Hahaha! I’m the Explosion Man of the Explosion-Explosion Fruit. I can make the flesh or inorganic matter I touch expand and explode!”

"I didn't expect you to be so careless and approach me!"

Gladius' eyes flashed with pride, and he let out a sinister smile: "Even if you are hit head-on by my blast at such a close distance, it is impossible for you to be unharmed!"

"Not necessarily."

The smoke cleared, revealing Reiner's straight figure, with armed color wrapped around his body like a ferocious evil spirit.

With one hand on Gladius's arm, Reiner swept the dust off his chest. In the other's horrified eyes, he raised his sturdy arm with tangled veins and clenched his fist.

"me."

Gladius' pupils shrank into needles and trembled. He subconsciously took a step back. Fear took over his mind and he stammered, almost begging for mercy.

In the end, he did not retreat, but gritted his teeth in fear, anger bursting from his eyes.

"Go to hell! Explosion Festival!!"

Gladius roared, and his body expanded rapidly, obviously intending to detonate his body like a bomb.

Judging from the fact that the opponent's arm was still there after the explosion, detonating the flesh does not seem to cause any physical injury.

He was not allowed to continue expanding to increase the power of the explosion.

Reiner's eyes turned fierce, and a terrifying aura burst out from his fist, smashing down on the fat body that had swelled up like a pufferfish in front of him! !
"Breaking Punch, Piercing!!"

boom! !

The fist released a suffocating and domineering impact, instantly piercing through Gladius' chest and embedding his entire huge body into the ground!

"puff--!!"

All of his internal organs were shattered, and Gladius spurted out dark red blood from his mouth. His eyes rolled back and his soul almost flew out of his body.

Knowing that he had no chance of survival, Gladius' eyes showed ruthlessness. He gritted his teeth and used up his last bit of strength to detonate his fat body.

"burst!!"

boom! ! !
A dazzling light flashed out, and violent explosive energy raged out from Gladius' body, turning into an impact that ruthlessly destroyed everything around him! !

The violent explosion caused the ground to shake continuously, and a mushroom cloud rolled up over the palace, attracting civilians from all over the island.

"What kind of battle broke out up there?"

"One moment there was an earthquake and a tsunami, the next there was a firestorm, and now there is a huge explosion."

"Who is fighting Don Quixote?"

A man with long curly hair stood on one leg on the street, looking up at the sky with a serious expression.

"Could it be the navy?"

"No, I have to go there quickly."

After the toy incident just now, people have learned the truth behind this country and restored the memories of people who were turned into toys and forgotten.

Thinking of Rebecca who might be heading to the palace, Cyrus clenched his sword tightly and leaped toward the palace with his only remaining leg.

The smoke from the explosion gradually dissipated, and Reiner slowly walked out of it, leaving Vergo and Gladius, whose chests were pierced and who were already silent, standing there.

Hatred has taken over their minds, and Reiner will not give any enemy who wants to kill him any chance to leave.

Dragging his bleeding fist, he walked towards all the Don Quixote family cadres in the field step by step, as if announcing the death knell.

Inside the palace, in a dark room.

The undead Reiner sat on the sofa, with a sharp shadow blade extending from the ground, pressing against the throat of Miss Bakin, who was kneeling on the ground with cold sweat all over her body.

"Another question, have you contacted Kaido?"

"No! I didn't tell him the news about Whitebeard and his gang!"

Miss Bakin shook her head in horror and explained hastily: "The people of the World Government don't dare to go to war with Kaido. If he comes, I will definitely be abandoned, and that guy will definitely not forgive me at that time."

"Since you chose to betray Kaido and cooperate with the World Government, why did you take the risk of attacking Whitebeard and his gang?"

Reiner then spoke in a deep voice, "If you just want to take over Don Quixote's underground industry, it would be enough to let the people from CP0 take action."

"I, I've dealt with the World Government."

Miss Bakin hesitated to speak, looked around as if she was worried that someone might be eavesdropping, clenched her hands, and said sadly, "I can't trust them."

(End of this chapter)