Doflamingo was already covered in countless wounds. When Aokiji's kick landed, he let out a muffled groan of pain, rolled over, and struggled to raise his hand. Grabbing the small knife in his chest, he used the last of his strength to finally pull it out, sending a spray of blood flying.
"Ha ha ha ha!" Doflamingo lay on the ground, blood spraying from his mouth as he laughed up at the sky. "My ability lets me quickly stitch up my wounds even if my internal organs are damaged. You missed such a perfect chance just now. It'll be hard for you to kill me again! Ronglin!"
Ronglin frowned, and the anger that had just subsided flared up once more. He had never expected a wound as severe as a pierced heart to be stitched up and healed. It was completely beyond his expectations.
"Shut the hell up, bastard!" Aokiji lazily kicked Doflamingo again, cutting off his laughter with pain.
Ronglin looked coldly at Doflamingo on the ground. "You still want to keep trash like him alive?"
Admiral Aokiji helplessly spread his hands. "Though his crimes are countless, there are still many things we need to learn from him. For example, who he has worked with in criminal dealings over the years, what illegal acts they have committed, and even matters involving higher levels. We need to know all that, so I have to take him back into custody for interrogation."
Ronglin sneered. "His crimes are monstrous, and he has powerful backers. The Celestial Dragons might even step in to protect him. Can your Marines really handle that? Isn't your justice supposed to uphold fairness, protect the lawful interests of the people of the world, and maintain order?"
A hint of seriousness appeared on Aokiji's lazy face. "Doflamingo's crimes are