"Mr. Chen Fan, I only wanted to cooperate with you. Look how sincere I am—I brought all my subordinates here for you to meet. Come, come, these are all my men. If Mr. Chen Fan wants their Devil Fruits, you can take them at any time, and they won't hold any resentment. They all admire the strong, and they would be very happy to serve under Mr. Chen Fan. This little girl is called Sugar." Doflamingo took a little girl's hand and introduced her to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan sneered at Doflamingo's posture. This guy actually wanted to play this trick on him. Looking at Doflamingo, he said, "Wouldn't she turn into a toy doll the moment I touched her?" Chen Fan had no impression of Doflamingo's other subordinates, but he knew there was a little girl who could turn people into toy dolls.
Doflamingo's expression changed. This was confidential information—how did Chen Fan know? A smile appeared on his face as he said, "How could that be? She's such a cute girl, and she's still a little girl."
Chen Fan frowned upon hearing that. Did this idiot see what was written on that wanted poster? A little girl? Does he think I'm some kind of lolicon?
"What do you want? Just say it." Chen Fan looked at Doflamingo.
Since Mr. Chen Fan had put it so plainly, Doflamingo said, "I won't beat around the bush either. I want to make a deal with you. I want the Devil Fruit in your possession. I can trade even more Devil Fruits for it. Would a hundred be enough?"
Hearing Doflamingo's words, Chen Fan understood what he was planning. He wanted to eat that Devil Fruit, and he possessed the technology to create Artificial Devil Fruits. That would allow an endless stream