One Piece – Thundergod Marine

Grand plan?

Small's heart was shaken.

He had already smelled an unpleasant smell, and the man in front of him who was a generation younger than him seemed to have bad thoughts about those supreme Dragons.

This is a very simple truth. If the government obtains the fruits of time, who will benefit in the end?

There is no doubt that it is a Tianlong people!

"Oh, by the way, the Marshal also acquiesced in this matter."

Suddenly, Ron threw another bomb, and Smogg was stunned.

"Impossible, Marshal... How is that Marshal Red Dog who is loyal to the government!!!"

At this, Ron shrugged.

"Trust me, if you know what's going on, you will make the same choice. This is a last resort."

Know what happened?

As a last resort?

Smogg forced himself to calm down and looked at Ron seriously: "Admiral Canglong, if I refuse, will you kill me?"

"will not!"

"why?"

"Because I will tell you the truth and force you to choose to join us, I have that confidence."

Ron smiled relaxedly: "And even if you go to the five old stars to report this matter, it's useless, they know it in their hearts, but in order to prevent accidents, they will kill you."

"What? Even the five old stars...!!!"

It has to be said that this series of news brought Smogg's shock far more than the existence of time fruit!

He felt that his heart was about to stop beating nervously, the cigar in his mouth did not know when it burned to the end, and the ashes fell all over him.

Silence, endless silence.

After a long time, Smogg squeezed his fist and asked: "What qualifications do I have to be drawn to by you?!"

"Red Dog" Sakaski, a veteran navy strongman, a contemporary navy marshal!

"Blue Dragon" Ron, the new-generation general of the navy, was faintly known as "the strongest navy" after Karp was hit by Luffy!

The plan endorsed by these two people is definitely no small matter.

Small asked himself, how can he join in?

"What we want is not a fist, the fist is enough, what we want is the head!"

Ron thought about this for a moment and replied.

"Marshal Akadog has always been very optimistic about your stabbing style, but he hates the trouble you might cause if you don't know how to measure."

"And now, you, who is already sitting in the position of G11 base chief, have successfully found the balance between the two."

"In addition to the G11 deep in the new world hinterland, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, which is very suitable for us to perform some operations."

"So, do you understand?"

Based on strength alone, Smaller is definitely not a qualified candidate.

But he occupies the right time, the right place and the right people, and accidentally formed the most perfect match, which made him successfully enter the sight of the two.

The suppression of one or two top combat power alone is not enough to complete the layout of the red dog. They need a larger army to support it to protect world peace.

Think of it this way, and Smaller became the best candidate.

I started to have my own ambitions, willing to act for my ambitions, and with justice in mind, there is almost no possibility of degeneration.

"So... so..."

Smogg leaned back weakly on the sofa, clutching his forehead: "...From the first day you came to the East China Sea to find me, have you been preparing for now?"

"No, it's not."

"Well, I agree to join the project! But I need to know the truth! Anything that hurts the world, even if it is death, I will stop you!"

"So I said it all, no."

"General Canglong, please advise!"

Ron crossed his forehead and threw a punch.

"Listen to Laozi, bastard!"

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...

New world, unknown island.

"It's strange, there are obviously signs of residence here, why can't you see people?"

In a hut deep in the forest,

"The traces of the charcoal fire were left not long ago. Maybe they saw us coming, so they hid them?"

Kenjuro emerged from the other side of the room and patted the dust on his shoulder.

"Really, inferior people are definitely not a pirate scum! Have they been misunderstood?!"

"Compared to that, let's cook Kinemon Gate!"

Momanosuke sat on the chair and slapped the tabletop, the big bag and blood on his head made him look very miserable.

"Yes, Young Master!"

Jinweimen nodded, walked to the corner and took the pockets they carried back all the way.

"Although I don't know who put the shrimp pot on the beach, the kindness of the people in the lower class is not unforgettable, and I will enjoy it with gratitude.

After all, he opened his pocket and found a lively crayfish from it.

At this time, Jinweimen's eyes narrowed.

"It's murderous!"

"Who is it? Who is here?"

Putting his hand on the handle of the knife, Jinweimen said with a vigilant look: "At Shimohuhuo Jinweimen, these two are companions of Shishi! We unfortunately lost our food in a shipwreck. We are definitely not thieves! If possible, please show See you!"

Samurai is a group of things that are more important to persistence than fate.

As the retainers of the Guangyue clan, their every move is closely related to their master, so Jinweimen emphasized his tone and said that he and others were not thieves.

However, the room was quiet, only three of them existed.

After waiting for a while, the gatekeeper Jinwei put his hand down and buttoned his nose.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?

"What? Don't scare me, Kinemon."

Kanjuro let go of his hand holding the giant pen and said, "You have to deal with the ingredients first. I'll go outside and pick up some firewood to come back."

"Oh...oh! I see."

Scratching his head strangely, Jinweimen scanned left and right, then continued to squat down and took out a lobster.

At this moment...!

"Let me go you bastard! So many fish, why do you have to eat lobster?!"

At the blind spot of the line of sight, a group of pink unknown objects lased, and the voice was full of anger.

"Ouch!"

Unprepared, Jinweimen screamed, waving his hands frantically and dancing on the spot.

"It hurts, it hurts! Let it go, let it go!"

Momanosuke and Kanjuro: "..."

"Hey, Kanjuro."

"Subordinates are here, Young Master!"

"Am I dazzled? That is... the stuffed toy on the cabinet?"

"Yes, young master, it is indeed a plush toy on the cabinet..."

Suddenly, the two looked shocked and hugged each other in horror.

"Monster!"

"The plush toy has spoken!!"

At this time, seeing that his attack did not work, a trace of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of the pink plush toy, and he let go of his mouth, flapped his wings and flew to the table.

"What a fuss! This uncle is Dover... Lord Pink Feather, what's so strange about talking?!"

"No, is it weird?!"

Seeing the natural look of the flamingo plush toy, the three fangs roared.

"Cut, it really is a group of ordinary people who don't know the existence of childlike fruits..."

Flamingo... Doflamingo thought with disdain, and suddenly grinned, the bird's beak exaggerated left and right.

"But this is fine, it proves that they can trust it temporarily."

Thinking of this, he crossed his wings on his chest with a domineering expression.

"I wanted to steal your ship and drive away, but it broke into that look. It really is a bunch of idiots to drive such a broken ship in the new world?"

"Hey, your words are dangerous in every sense!"

Kanjuro's mouth twitched, looking at the flamingo doll on the table that seemed harmless but despicable.

"However, being able to say this proves that you are indeed the owner of this house."

"Introduce yourself, in the rain, can you give us some food if you can? Of course, people in the lower class are not thieves. As a reward, you can bring up whatever you need."

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