Pirate King: I'm determined to be the King of Sons-in-Law!

Chapter 133 The Traitor: Vergo

The airspace above the flight path from Dressrosa to Raiden Island.

With a gloomy face, Doflamingo used a string to attach himself to the clouds and flew quickly by swinging on a swing.

"Rao G!"

The fighting legion was completely wiped out, and Rao G was killed without a complete corpse.

Anger is burning!

Every cadre is like family to him.

When two warships came into view, especially one of them with the character "crane" printed on its sail, Doflamingo stopped advancing.

"Damn it, it's Lieutenant General Tsuru!"

Ming felt as if he had been doused with ice water, his whole body chilled to the bone. He knew very well that at this distance, he had definitely been discovered.

We can't go any further.

With Lieutenant General A-He present, even if we arrived at Thunder God Island and used the birdcage to seal it off, it would be of no use.

His abilities were completely countered by A-He.

Even the strongest thread, once washed, becomes as soft as clothes thrown into an automatic washing machine, allowing it to be kneaded at will.

Moreover, it wasn't just one warship; the warship next to Ahe's was also quite significant, with the word "Trainee" on its sail indicating its leader's status.

Former Navy Admiral, now Chief Instructor of Naval Recruits, Zephyr!

"Vergo, it's all yours now."

Doflamingo could only place all his hopes on Vergo.

Warship deck.

Zephyr and Tsuru stood together, gazing in the direction of Doflamingo. Although they couldn't see each other, they both sensed Doflamingo's presence.

Sensing that Doflamingo had stopped advancing, the two lowered their guard.

Zephyr shook his head: "Even Doflamingo personally intervened. Can't that kid just stay quiet for a moment? He always causes big trouble."

"You seem quite smug, don't you, teacher?"

A-He glanced at Zephyr, and could easily see that Zephyr was showing off his disciple's abilities. At such a young age, he had already provoked the Seven Warlords of the Sea. His courage was even less than that of some Vice Admirals.

He is indeed a commendable young man.

Moreover, the black-haired girl defeated her granddaughter, Peacock, during the training camp, and as a grandmother, she was actually quite happy.

The little girl was arrogant and never paid attention to her peers. After the setback in the training camp, her mentality has obviously matured a lot, and she is more serious and hardworking in the recruit camp than before.

"Let's wait a bit."

Thunder Island.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of air bursting grew louder as it approached.

Amidst a sky full of lightning, Vergo, dressed in a white coat, swiftly arrived at the center of the battlefield using Moonwalk, able to dodge lightning strikes in advance.

"Clatter!"

Vergo landed in front of everyone.

"Lieutenant General Vergo?"

Smoker and Tina looked at Vergo and were suddenly startled. Why would Vergo be on Thor Island?

Could it be that Loya's target is Lieutenant General Vergo?

No, that's impossible!

Vice Admiral Vergo joined the Navy more than a decade ago; how could he possibly be associated with the Don Quixote family?

"Lieutenant General Vergo!"

The marines from branch G-5 were overjoyed and quickly surrounded Vergo, greeting him with a cacophony of words.

"Lieutenant General Vergo, are you here to support us?"

"Hahaha, we've defeated the enemy!"

"Look! Lieutenant General Vergo!"

Piqué and his companions stood beside the execution rack, showing off their victory to Vergo. They even placed torches below Diamanti and his two companions, staging a traditional performance by the G-5 branch.

Roasted prisoners!

Vergo's face visibly darkened, and the veins on his face bulged out like small snakes, making him look ferocious.

His deep voice suppressed his anger.

"Did you guys do it?"

"We're not that great, it's all thanks to the black-haired brothers!"

The members of the G-5 branch were unaware of the impending disaster, scratching their heads sheepishly. They were just there to observe.

Loya slowly stood up and, in full view of everyone, swung his sword horizontally, sending sharp slashes flying towards the three people on the rack.

"Huh?"

The marines stared wide-eyed, unable to comprehend Loya's actions. Why would he kill prisoners for no reason? Even if he wanted to kill them, there was no need to wait until now.

"shave!"

The waves crashed and scattered!

The marines stared at Vice Admiral Vergo, who had suddenly appeared before the rack, utterly bewildered. Was Vice Admiral Vergo protecting the prisoners?

Even when they killed prisoners in the past, Lieutenant General Vergo never interfered.

Seeing the black-haired brothers clashing with Vice Admiral Vergo, the marines of Branch G-5 realized something was wrong.

Loya stared directly at Vergo, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "Vice Admiral Vergo, these are pirates captured by our 11th Squadron. How we deal with them is our business. Why are you stopping me?"

"Loya, I admit I underestimated you."

"It's not too late to value me now."

"That's right, it's not too late."

Vergo stared at Loya, his emotions calming down—a calmness only found when dealing with the dead.

The four Piqué brothers swallowed hard. Although they didn't know what had happened, the conversation between Lieutenant General Vergo and the black-haired brothers sent a chill down their spines.

"In Vergo—"

"Finger gun!"

In the blink of an eye, a bloody hole appeared in the chest of the four Piqué brothers, and the four of them fell to the ground, their faces filled with pain and disbelief.

"Why?!"

Why did Lieutenant General Vergo suddenly attack them?

The marines from branch G-5 were also stunned. They stared at Vergo's blood-stained fingers, unable to believe what had just happened.

"Hey, you're kidding, right!"

"Lieutenant General Vergo, even if Pique and the others made a mistake, you can't punish them like this!"

"I've been hit by your finger gun, I'm dead—ah!"

Their response was a gun!

In less than three seconds, more than a dozen people fell down.

"This guy is an imposter!"

"Lieutenant General Vergo wouldn't do that. Is he in disguise? Or is he an ability user?!"

"That damned bastard!"

The marines of the G-5 branch, tears streaming down their faces, refused to believe what they were seeing and angrily charged toward Vergo.

"Lieutenant General Vergo was a benevolent leader who always tolerated and sheltered scum like us. Don't try to be like him, you imposter!"

"Finger gun!"

Instantly, all the marines who rushed towards Vergo were sent flying, coughing up blood!

Vergo's face was icy. The cadres were all family, and anyone who dared to harm his family would die.

This is the blood code upon which the Don Quixote family survives!

Not a single member of the G-5 branch can leave alive!

"Finger gun!"

"Clang!"

The protruding finger was stopped by the blade!

Loya held his sword horizontally, his gaze icy as he stared directly at Vergo: "Don't go too far. They've always trusted your men, Lieutenant General Vergo!"

"That's just wishful thinking on their part. I never said I needed the trust of a bunch of good-for-nothings."

Vergo's voice was utterly cold.

Even when he killed a subordinate he had known for many years and who trusted him deeply, he showed no emotional fluctuation. The only people he cared about were his family.

"Why is this happening!"

The marines of Branch G-5 knelt on the ground, weeping in despair. Even after being hurt by Vice Admiral Vergo, they still refused to believe that he had betrayed them.

But regardless of their appearance, moves, or even weapons, they knew in their hearts that the person in front of them was the real Vergo.

Despite Vergo's attacks, Loya issued a stern order!

"Commodore, lead the marines of the G-5 branch to retreat. Squadron 11, all ordinary soldiers, stay away from the battlefield and don't get in the way!"

"yes!"

In a life-or-death crisis, no one would disagree with Loya, and they all knew that staying would only cause trouble for the colonel.

While Loya held Vergo back, the marines of Squadron 11 immediately fled the battlefield with the wounded G-5 marine.

Soon, the center of the battlefield was the remaining 11 formations, consisting of four main forces.

Loya, Smoker, Tina, Bartolomeo.

The four men surrounded Vergo in the center!

(End of this chapter)