Don wiped the tip of his nose, a little speechless.

The warship soon arrived at Marinfando, and the atmosphere at the headquarters was still as usual, and it was clear that the events of the Chambord Islands had not yet reached this side.

Sengoku's reaction was almost the fastest, and the others didn't realize what was going on until this moment.

Eventually, Donn was imprisoned in a sealed house with walls on three sides and only a barred window on the door.

This is captivity, and he can only stay here until the Ministry finally makes a decision.

After glancing around, Don was calmer. Obviously, this is the highest standard treatment, with beds, tables and chairs. Near the wall, there are bookshelves, and on the left-hand side of the door, there is a private bathroom.

"Well, let's get some rest!"

Don took out a book, lay down on the bed, and quietly flipped through it.

He wasn't at all worried about what was going to happen in the future.

It was calm here, but the outside world was already boiling.

It was about two hours since Don killed Nasha, a Draco.

Holy Land, within Mari Joy.

Resplendent and luxurious, it is as magnificent as a royal palace.

"My lord, there's news from the Chambord Islands."

Bending over, a middle-aged man in a neat black suit, with respect on his face, bent down and whispered to the man in brocade in front of him.

His expression, his attitude, and his demeanor all show the word awe.

"What's the news?"

The man in front of him was on the table, waving his hand to paint, and the tip of the pen paused when he heard the words, but he didn't hesitate and continued to start.

"Admiral Wen Hu, killed a Tianlong man."

The hand of the man in the brocade suit holding the pen suddenly became heavy, and the painting under his hand suddenly had a huge black dot. His face sank slightly, and he stood there, staring at the painting for a long time.

This is an ink painting of a tiger descending from a mountain, and he has spent a long time on this, but at this time, when he heard the news, his mind was unstable, and it was all destroyed at once.

"General Wenhu."

Turning around slowly, the man in brocade had a gloomy face, and his voice also had a sense of majesty, which made people feel a lot of pressure when listening to it.

"Tell me this news, do you already know his identity?"

The middle-aged man in the suit was more respectful and bent his waist very low.

"When the young master was a child, he was almost carved out of the same mold, and his name was not deliberately changed and hidden."

The man in the brocade seemed to sneer and accepted the explanation.

"I see."

He turned his head and looked at his painting again, his brow furrowed.

It's a pity that it's a good painting, sighing in my heart.

Suddenly, the man in the brocade suit seemed to think of something again, and asked lightly.

"Which one of the Draconians were killed? What is it called? ”

"The Nataro family, the one who was killed was called Nasha."

The middle-aged man said in a low voice.

"Natarot."

muttering the name, the corner of the brocade man's mouth showed a sneer and disdain, and then he dragged the painting off the table, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it in the trash can next to him.

"Fordes, come out with me."

"On the World Government's side, it seems like I haven't been there for a long time!"

The man in the brocade roof stepped up and walked outside.

Forders replied and hurried to follow, and behind him, a group of men in black quickly appeared, guarding both sides, guarding everything around him.

Inside the palace of the Nataro family.

"That guy must die!!"

"This is my bottom line, he must die!"

"I don't care who he is, whether he is an admiral or not, no matter how important he is, he must die!"

"Kill the Draconian, kill my daughter, he must pay!"

The man on crutches and the bubbles on his head, his eyes were red, and he was barking at the phone bug in front of him.

"I can't be the master of this matter, the navy is currently actively understanding the situation, and the specific results of the handling will probably have to be discussed after the two sides talk."

"And."

The tone of the person on the other side of the phone bug was also very indifferent.

"And what?"

The man asked aloud.

"Moreover, in this matter, there is also a group of unknown forces working in secret, and looking at the situation, they seem to be more inclined to that general."

"In addition, we also learned that the true identity of General Don En seems to have other things to hide, and he is not just as simple as it seems on the surface."

Listening to the words in the phone bug, the man on crutches seemed to understand something, and his eyes became even more angry.

"What the hell are you trying to say? What do you mean? ”

"Maybe things won't turn out the way you think."

The voice of the phone bug is very calm, and he is not afraid of his identity as a Tianlong.

"You mean, I'm a dignified Tianlong man, maybe I can't help him as an admiral?"

"What are you kidding?"

The Draco man shouted loudly, his face incredulous.

"The specific situation, you will understand when the time comes, and the final outcome of this matter will go through your hands anyway."

The voice was very indifferent, and after finishing speaking, he hung up the phone bug.

This brief conversation made the crutch Tianlong man feel even more depressed, and he yelled angrily, constantly destroying the things in the temple, venting the anger in his heart.

After a long time, the Tianlong people were out of breath, and their eyes were red and whispered.

"I don't care who you are?"

"Kill my daughter, you must die!"

The incident of the Celestial Dragons in the Chambord Islands was only concealed and blocked for just four hours, and it exploded like a bomb. Immediately after, the whole world is boiling.

Somewhere in the New World, on the sea.

"What do you say? Don killed the Draconians? Already in the custody of the Navy? ”

"Is this true?"

"Is that guy crazy?"

The young man with red hair and a Western sword pinned to his waist shouted incredibly loudly on his face.

Next to him, the equally young Jesus, smiled and said, "Isn't it a good thing for us that something like this happens in the navy?" ”

"Why Shanks, you still have some disappointment on your face?"

Shanks looked regretful: "That guy, although he is a navy, he is different from others!" ”

"However, if the navy can do without him, it will really be a great thing as you said!"

After a pause, Shanks looked scared.

"After all, that guy's strength is really terrifying!"

At the same time, a broken pirate ship covered with cannonball scars.

"Captain, big event, big event!"

With surprise on his face, the stunned pirate strode in front of Crokdal, who was bandaged and covered in scars.

"Say it."

Klockdahl stretched, and his mouth immediately groaned, it hurt too much.

"Tang En, Tang En killed the Celestial Dragons!"

Hearing this, Klockdahl's whole body was shocked.

"What are you kidding?!"