Master of Ninja World

"Porring and pulverizing" kept ringing, and the phone worm's expression was fierce, so it was not difficult to see how indignation the Marshal of the Warring States period was.

In the past, the arm of the admiral of the past would be slashed, so arrogant and barbaric had to be limited!

"That damn pirate must pay the price!"

The moment the phone worm was picked up, the hysterical roar of the Warring States Period spread over. This gritted look of resentment seemed to jump out along the phone worm.

Think about it, Zefa is not only a close friend of the Warring States Period, but to some extent, like Karp, symbolizes the face of the Navy.

"Don't be restless, don't forget that you are a marshal of the navy, and you have to maintain a poker face that is always astonished." Quietly sipped a sip of tea, and said in a clean and calm tone.

"It is your subordinate and close friend who was beheaded, what will you do?" Warring States asked in a low and hoarse voice, his tone full of violence.

As a marshal, you really have to maintain a poker face and cannot be seen through your mind.However, there is truth in jurisprudence that is nothing more than human sentiment.

"It depends on the person." With a deep light in his eyes, Wuchen gave an ambiguous answer.

For example, if someone like Eagle Eye really follows him, if he is killed one day, Wuchen doesn’t mind helping him get revenge. As for Doflamming’s seemingly alien, not whip the corpse after death is already considered cheap. .

"By the way...Is that guy really the son of Whitebeard? This is interesting. The scheming whitebeard's biological son is an incompetent boy... Does this count as karma?" Wuchen said with interest.

"Retarded child?"

When the Warring States Period heard this, his old face turned green, and he was immediately dissatisfied: "The incompetent boy in your mouth almost killed the general. If you can give birth to such an incompetent boy, I think Baibeard will not mind coming to a few more nests."

The Warring States Period said in an angry tone that even though Zefa was old and not as strong as the previous peak~peak period, he was still a serious admiral.

"What I said is the truth, that guy's head is indeed missing a string."

His face appeared helpless, he did not expect the Warring States period to care about Zefa so much, and then frowned, "Zefa is not wronged by losing to him... That guy's body is not right, there are a few shocking scars, his head and hands seem to have been cut off. Still alive."

It sounds like a fantasy, but this is the case, and there are photos to prove it.

In the photos Hancock sent, you can clearly see the scars on Edward Weibull's neck and arm, which were obviously cut off by some kind of sharp object, but they overlapped strangely.

It shows that he has some extraordinary healing ability.

"This guy is surprisingly similar to the beast Kaido."

Looking carefully at the tall man in the photo, Wuchen immediately thought of Kaido the beast. Despite the differences in abilities, the physique and the various wounds all over the body are clearly visible. They are all men who have experienced battles.

"However, if you come to me, I should have other profound meanings, Warring States." Wuchen asked outspokenly as the conversation turned around.

Even if the Navy Headquarters really wants to clean up Edward Weibull, the task is only to be handed over to the Yellow Ape and Green Pheasant in the New World, and it is not yet the turn of Mary Gioia's dust-free.

In this way, letting go of the short distance and seeking the distance, it may also delay the fighter plane. Naturally, such a clever and extremely intelligent person as the Warring States period cannot make a laughable mistake.

Hearing that, the Warring States face far away from the navy headquarters was stretched, and he nodded slightly. He did have other purposes.

"Although that guy is strong... in the final analysis, he is just an unworldly kid, not enough brainpower to control." Warring States said with deep meaning.

After a little thought flashed in his eyes, Wu Chen understood what the Warring States period meant.

"Are you planning to recruit him into the organization [Seven Wuhai under King]?" Wuchen said straightforwardly.

His expression couldn't help being darkened. Even though his relationship with Zefa was extremely unharmonious, Wuchen felt worthless for him at the moment, and devoted his life to the navy and the whole world.

But this world has ruthlessly abandoned Zefa.

"This is not what I meant. For that shit [White Beard II], I can't wait to smash him into pieces." Both eyes shot awe-inspiring murderous intent, and the desk in front of the Warring States instantly burst into powder, "I am also out here. Helpless, this is the meaning of the five Marijoa. Their authority is above all else. After all, I am a navy marshal who works."

In the end, the tone of the Warring States Period was full of loneliness, a few dozen years old for an instant, with deep helplessness, that indescribable special feeling, through the phone bug, one by one fell into the dust-free ears.

Wuchen couldn't help but raised his head and sighed. What the Warring States period said was the truth. He, the admiral of the navy, was only a part-time worker, at most a more powerful employee.

Sometimes, the so-called navy is more like a scapegoat.

Wuchen can also understand the thoughts of the five old stars. With such a powerful high-end combat power, and a bad brain, it is easy to flicker. It is indeed the most appropriate to pull into the "Seven Martial Sea of ​​Kings".

At present, there are only one seat left in Qiwuhai, Krokdal, Moonlight Moria, Tyrant Bear, Doflamingo, and Hawkeye and Jinpei. There are only six people. If that Edward Wilbur joins in, it will be enough. .

As for the original empress, Boya Hancock, she has become a dust-free maid.

"What do you think of this proposal?" Warring States asked expectantly.

Hearing this, Wuchen's thoughts exchanged quickly, calculating the gains and losses, after about a few seconds of silence, he pursed his dry and cracked mouth~lips, his eyes that were still hesitant before shooting out awe-inspiring luster.

"Sorry, Sengoku, I reject this proposal. I cannot accept Edward Wilb becoming [Seven Wuhai]. This is not an exchange between superiors and subordinates, but an order issued as a Tianlongren."

His eyes were still like stagnant water, and Wuchen made a wise judgment. He had already thought of a candidate for the last position of Qiwuhai. As for that, Edward Wilb should go home and play in the mud.

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