When Donn arrived at the conference room, he found that there were not many people inside.

Except for the Warring States, there were only naval officers in charge of miscellaneous affairs.

"So, what about the Seven Martial Seas?"

He asked curiously.

When Sengoku saw him coming, he casually pointed and said, "Sit down first." ”

Tang En pulled over the chair, then sat down, changed his posture a few times, and then leaned back comfortably, and looked at Sengoku with a puzzled look.

"These guys are disobedient people, and the Navy doesn't have a strong grip on them."

"It's normal to be late."

Sengoku said in a deep voice.

"If you just tell them about the arrangement of the war, it doesn't seem like I need to come forward, right?"

Don said curiously.

"I called you here to give them a deterrent. Recently, these guys have become more and more restless, and some of them are ready to move underneath and make a lot of small moves. ”

"They think the navy is weak and can't contain them, but your appearance will inevitably make these guys fall into the trap."

Sengoku said slowly with a serious face.

Tang En understood, he sighed, and understood, this is a knock on the mountain and a tiger.

"I know what to do."

Sengoku nodded, believing that the other party would soon understand what he meant. After all, the two have partnered before, and there is still a certain degree of tacit understanding between them.

The conference room was quiet, and Sengoku sat on one side of the long table, quietly flipping through the documents on the table, sometimes frowning, sometimes solemn.

Tang En waited quietly, thinking about things in his heart.

After a few moments, the door suddenly opened, and a tall figure entered. In his right hand, he held a Bible-like book, and his face was so serious that he could not see any expression.

"Bartholomy Bear, you're here early!"

Sengoku raised his head and said.

"It's late."

Xiong said in a deep voice, he found a seat for himself, and when he sat down, he glanced at Tang En, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Then he sat there without any words.

This is a quiet man, if others don't open their mouths, he will never speak, and even if others do, he will not necessarily respond.

Don didn't say anything and continued to wait.

After a while, the door was pushed open again, and a polite man with eyes like an eagle strode in, carrying a pitch-black cross-sword, and the whole person exuded a fierce aura.

"Jorakol Mihawk!"

Warring States looked slightly serious and spoke in a deep voice.

"I'm sorry, I seem to be late."

Hawkeye Mihawk spoke, he walked into the conference room, glanced around, saw the empty conference room, and then said.

"Still, it seems like I'm not the only one who is late."

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in his gaze, which immediately made his pupils contract, and the whole person seemed to be on alert as if facing a great enemy.

The man sat quietly in the corner, in an inconspicuous part of the conference room. But Mihawk still recognized the man in the first second he saw him.

General Wenhu, Donne!

The man who can make him remember for a lifetime, he can't forget, he has experienced unspeakable defeat, and it is in the hands of this person.

"Amazing man, it's there again!"

Mihawk said in a deep voice, his tone very solemn.

He knows the danger of this man. In terms of swordsmanship alone, this man has reached a realm that is difficult for the world to reach.

"Mihawk, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect you to win the honor of the world's No. 1 swordsman."

Don said with a smile.

"Hmm."

Mihawk nodded.

Then, he looked at Sengoku again.

"Since Admiral Wenhu has appeared, I think the navy should not need the help of the Seven Martial Seas."

Sengoku shook his head: "This time it's the legendary Whitebeard Pirates, and it's not negligent at all." ”

"The Navy needs your help, Mihawk!"

Mihawk's gaze was heavy, and he sat there and didn't speak, but his face was a little heavier, and his eyes sometimes drifted to Donn.

Many years have passed, he has become the world's number one swordsman, and Shanks has also become the Four Emperors, so this man, has his strength increased?

Soon, the door opened again.

This time, it was a tall, demon-looking man, with two horns growing on the side of his forehead, and sharp ears and teeth.

Moonlight Moria!

"Hehehehe, the Navy summoned me to deal with Whitebeard?"

"I've always been interested in his head, and your actions this time are exactly what I want!"

A sharp voice suddenly reverberated through the conference room.

"Please be seated, Moria."

Sengoku nodded.

Don just glanced up, and then stopped moving. Moria saw him, but didn't seem to recognize him, so she didn't make any other moves.

As for Bear and Mihawk, naturally he won't be reminded either.

"We're almost there."

Warring States spoke up, and there was some emotion in his words.

Since the establishment of the Seven Martial Seas Organization, it has always been extremely difficult to gather these guys.

Even with repeated announcements, these guys will still go their own way. After all, these guys are pirates, and their nature is hard to change.

"Boom!"

"It seems that this time is a grand occasion, and all the famous figures in the world are gathered here!"

Suddenly, there was a low laugh, the door opened, and a man in a pink feather coat and sunglasses stepped in.

Don looked up, a cold glint in his eyes.

"Doflamingo."

Moria shouted.

Sengoku also had a slightly cold face, his brows furrowed, and it was obvious that he didn't like this guy very much.

"It's almost here, except for the ones who were arrested, are they all here?"

Doflamingo smiled and glanced around.

Suddenly, his gaze was fixed on a navy in the middle of nowhere, and at the same time, the navy was also fixed on him.

Suddenly, the smile on Doflamingo's face disappeared, his expression gradually stiffened, and even, he involuntarily took a step back.

"I, I, who am I seeing?"

Doflamingo's tone trembled.

The memory from the depths of his heart emerged at this moment, and faintly, he felt a hot pain in his abdomen and chest.

He, saw a man who shouldn't have been here! I saw the nightmare of my life.

"It's really terrifying, a man like you has reappeared!"

Doflamingo's voice was loud, even a little sharp.

He seemed to be afraid, trembling, but quickly, he restrained this emotion.

Moria was a little puzzled, and couldn't help but look at Don as well.

"Your life is big, Doflamingo."

A cold voice suddenly came out, and Don finally spoke.

"Don't let me find out if you're doing anything superfluous, though."

"Otherwise, this time, you won't have good luck again!"

Doflamingo's face was changeable, cloudy and uncertain, but he rarely didn't talk much, and he didn't even make any movements.

This amazed Moria: "Who is Doflamingo so afraid?" ”