"Get in there!"
Shiryu viciously kicked him in the ass. Doflamingo stumbled and fell to the ground, practically crawling and rolling as he was kicked into the cell.
He scrambled to his feet. The moment he raised his head with a fierce glare, several prison guards stepped forward and roughly bound his limbs tightly to the wall with iron chains, leaving him with extremely limited room to move.
"Even on Level 6, only the most notorious old monsters receive this kind of treatment."
With a cigar between his lips, Shiryu gripped Doflamingo's chin and smiled as he met his gaze. "And this is only the first step of our special care. The good times are still ahead..."
Bang!
Before he had even finished speaking, he drove a fist into Doflamingo's face. Doflamingo let out a muffled groan, his head snapping backward as sweetness surged up his throat. He spat out a mouthful of blood, along with two intact teeth.
What a ruthless bastard...
Momonga, watching from outside the door, twitched at the corner of his eye.
He had seen it clearly. The new deputy warden of Impel Down had clearly put his full strength into that punch—and used Armament Haki Hardening as well...
"Fuffuffuffu..."
Doflamingo spat out bloody foam, raised his head with difficulty, and laughed strangely. "You hit like you've got no strength. How could one punch possibly be enough? If you've got the guts, then hit me again—"
Thud!
Another punch came down, cutting off the rest of his words.
Thud! Thud!
Left hook, right hook, straight punch, elbow strike, knee strike...
Shiryu still wore a smile, but his hands showed no mercy whatsoever. Like a raging storm, he vented his frustration on Doflamingo as though he were a punching bag.
Before long.
Doflamingo was lying in a