"There is a trend, but ......"

Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel hesitated and said, "Isn't that the original intention of setting up the Seven Martial Seas in the first place, isn't that actually the case, if other Seven Martial Seas can be like this, and frequently kill some tricky pirates, even if it is a good thing to send them bounties every day." ”

"That's true."

Sengoku sighed, put down the teacup in his hand and said: "But after all, this guy is going to the New World, and if he stirs up the wind and rain there, there are too many unstable factors, and the balance that we have worked hard for so many years to maintain in the New World is likely to ......be broken."

"The holy white wolf Jones he killed this time, the captain of the golden lion has not been heard from since he escaped from prison, so it's nothing."

Warring States paused when he said this, and then said with some solemnity, "But if the next time he fights with him, it is the cadres under the Four Emperors, what will happen to the consequences, you should also know it......"

“……”

The flying squirrel changed color slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a low voice; "Then do you want to tell the G-5 branch to remind him to exercise a little restraint?"

"It's late."

Warring States slowly got up, paced to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the morning light outside, and said in a deep voice, "You have also seen that guy's declaration, it is estimated that he is already mentally prepared to challenge the pattern of the Four Emperors, and I want him to stop and keep a low profile at this time, the old man might as well expect that bastard of Polusalino to become as dedicated as Sakasky." ”

The matter involved the chief, the flying squirrel looked at the nose and the nose and the heart, Quan Dang didn't hear the last words of the Warring States, and after sitting there and waiting for a while, he heard the Warring States command in a deep voice:

"Let the G-5 branch use the vault storage to send the 600 million bounty over first, and if it's not enough, it will be appropriated from the G-1 side, and then meet that guy's request first."

"Understood."

The flying squirrel hurriedly stood up and was about to leave the office, when he heard Sengoku add a sentence: "Let the two branches also keep an eye on the point, once there is a conflict between the Wind Pirates and the Four Emperors' forces, report it to the headquarters immediately, and the old man must get the news as soon as possible." ”

"So far, it's up to him to toss, anyway, it's a pirate in the end, it's a big deal to make up for the Seven Martial Seas when he dies, but if he really makes some big moves, it will affect the pattern of the Four Emperors......"

"It's not necessarily a bad thing for our navy."

The flying squirrel was shocked.

He knew that the top brass of the navy had always been dissatisfied with the weak control of the new world, and tried to plan a large-scale stationing, but he never expected that today, which was just a trivial matter of the Seven Martial Seas to be accounted, would actually make Sengoku think of such a deep layer.

In the near future, will the inherent pattern of the new world really be broken because of the arrival of that Wind Sword Hao Xia Nuo?

"Yes, Marshal."

After bowing slightly, the flying squirrel strode out of the marshal's office with a somewhat heavy heart, and gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor.

…………

Somewhere in the New World, on the main ship of the Whitebeard Pirates.

It was noon, the warm sun was shining on the bow of the ship, and a grand banquet was being held on the deck to celebrate the victory in the war that had just ended.

Barrels of wine were brought up, and they were quickly gulped down, and everywhere the eye could see, drunken faces filled with cheerful breath and large beer glasses colliding together.

Whitebeard was also on deck, his body was covered in bandages, and he had a drip on the back of his hand, and several doctors were standing behind him, carefully removing the bullets embedded in her upper body.

But none of this affected his mood in the slightest, he touched his beard, looked at his drunken sons with a smile, and listened to the pleasant clinking of glasses, his eyes were warm and soft.

Obviously, for this man who has experienced countless ups and downs and has the strongest reputation in the world, these are the lives he dreams of, and even the joy of victory in defeating Kaido to consolidate his territory again is far less than the peace of mind and comfort brought by family reunions.

Of course, there is still a bit of a pity......

Sneaking a glance at the doctors behind him who were concentrating on the operation, while they were not paying attention, Whitebeard quickly took out a wine glass from his feet, scooped a full glass into the wine barrel placed on the table, and then grinned, happily ready to pour it into his mouth.

As a result, as soon as the wine reached his mouth, he stopped, looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, realized that he had been caught with a proper white beard, and sighed, and said with some embarrassment: "Just this glass, just this cup." ”

"One cup won't work, Daddy!"

The person who came to him had a golden chicken coop head and looked a little lazy, and it was none other than Marko, the first captain of the Whitebeard Pirates.

After taking a step forward and taking the wine glass from Whitebeard's hand, Marco looked at Whitebeard, who snorted a little unpleasantly, scratched his hair a little helplessly, and persuaded:

"I said Daddy...... It's not that you don't usually drink it, but you have just been seriously injured, I told you from yesterday, you must not drink in the next three days, you have to recuperate, is it just these few days, you can't bear it, Dad? ”

"Ahem, it's not like you're having fun, Dad, I'm inevitably a little bored watching from the side."

Whitebeard coughed dryly, and just as he wanted to forcibly change the subject, he saw a crew member running over in a hurry, and approached the captain of the twelfth team, Harta, who was drinking and celebrating, and whispered a few words, and then the latter's face suddenly changed.

"What, what's wrong?"

Whitebeard, who witnessed this scene, suddenly asked Halta with some strange feelings.

As soon as he exited, the entire deck fell silent, the banquet paused, and eyes converged on Harta.

"Daddy."

Halta hesitated a little, but still stood up and considered his words, "You should remember what I mentioned to you the day before yesterday, that Seven Martial Sea Wind Sword Hao Xia Nuo, right?" ”

"Kulalala, of course, my son."

Whitebeard laughed and nodded, "He saved a reserve medical unit, which is equivalent to saving the lives of many of you, such a kindness, if you can see it in the future, you will definitely repay it, how can Lao Tzu forget!" ”

"That's right, three days ago, that is, I just separated from him, after leaving Ice Peach Island, he had a conflict with the local city lord, the Holy White Wolf Jones, and killed the other party after the battle." Hart explained, "Daddy, do you still have an impression of that guy?" ”

"Holy White Wolf Jones?"

Whitebeard frowned and recalled, and nodded slightly, "It's the cadre under the old guy of the Golden Lion, Lao Tzu still remembers a little, that guy is not a good bird, a few years ago, Joz couldn't look past it, and he had a fight." ”

"That's right, it's him."

Halta nodded hurriedly, and then said with some concern: "Although this guy said that he was once a cadre of the Golden Lion Pirates, but in the past few years, he has actually gradually moved closer to Kaido's side, and Kaido seems to have always valued him because of his special fruit ability, and has taken the initiative to recruit him many times." ”

"So, Dad, after this matter spreads now, I'm afraid that Kaido guy will be angry with Xia Nuo because of this, and it will be against him......"