Off the coast of Alabastan, an inconspicuous sea vessel.

The small ship did not fly any flags, and there was not a single sailor on the deck, just floating quietly on the sea, with a faint sense of mystery.

Because this is the meeting place of the senior agents of a secret work society.

MR.2 von Clay, MR.3 Gartino, Miss. Golden Week, a stout man with a four-ton bat, Miss. Merry Christmas, MR.5, and Miss Valentine.

. On Sunday, Robin, the de facto vice president of the work club, ordered to assemble here as quickly as he could.

The high-ranking agents sat together, and soon the cabin of the small ship was full, and the smoke-loving Bomberman MR.5 made the small space a miasma.

"We're all here. Why hasn't Miss Sunday come yet? ”

A handful of old women who are still irritable and irritable Miss. Merry Christmas's mouth can't stop like a cannon, and she keeps complaining about people:

"Also, how could the venue of this meeting be arranged at sea!"

"Most of us are capable people, what if the ship sinks!

No one paid any attention to her chatter, and Miss. Merry Christmas waved her hand again with disgust to disperse the thick second-hand smoke in front of her:

“MR.5！ If you smoke again, I'll throw you out!" ”

However, MR.5 still paid attention to the stinky old woman, and only exhaled a smoke ring deeply, and sighed to himself:

"The order says that our mysterious boss will also appear this time."

"I don't know who he is..."

"Ho ho ho!"

The shemale Feng Cray with a strange white makeup on his face let out a strange excited laugh:

"If only he were a shemale like me!"

The faces of the companions froze.

Only Miss, a Buddhist girl who has been quietly drinking black tea, said everyone's thoughts bluntly in a cold voice:

"This kind of curious guy, it's enough to have you."

"Except for the identity of our boss..."

Miss.. MR.3, WHO WAS THE PARTNER OF THE GOLDEN WEEK AND HAD A STRANGE HAIRSTYLE WITH A "3" ON HIS HEAD, SAID IN A DEEP VOICE:

"The purpose of the work club to summon us to assemble this time is also very curious!"

"It's the first time we've had a plenary meeting like this for senior agents, right?"

The agents of the work community work in pairs, keep each other secret, and act independently, with very few opportunities to cooperate.

"It's going to be a tricky task..."

The fat and strong Mr.4 said slowly: "For example, the knight Galen who killed the strongest Mr. 1 combination in the legend. ”

The agents couldn't help but nod their heads, and their eyes showed solemnity.

The reason why these high-ranking agents, who are usually scattered all over the world on missions, were able to gather so quickly was because the mysterious Big Boss had summoned them back to the headquarters in Alabastan many days earlier.

The agents, who had received clear instructions, knew that the boss had summoned them to target an enemy named Galen.

"Galen?"

Valentine's Day, who looks like a standard fashionable beauty, laughed out loud without exaggeration:

"Hahaha... You don't have to worry about going too far, right? ”

"With so many of our high-level agents and fruit abilities, even if he is a master who can defeat the Mr.1 combination, it is estimated that he will not escape death."

Although Valentine's Day looks beautiful and moving, he is a ruthless and inconnotative person, with exaggerated words and deeds, and no mercy when it comes to killing people.

A group of high-ranking agents were discussing the content of the mission and the true identity of the mysterious boss, and there was finally some movement outside the cabin.

The hatch slammed open, revealing Robin's silhouette in the eyes of the senior agents.

“. Sunday？ ”

The old woman Miss. Merry Christmas said impatiently, "You're finally here!" ”

"What about our boss? Where is he? ”

Before Robin could answer, an unfamiliar voice came from behind her: "Here!" ”

The agents looked curious, and then looked behind Robin:

Robin turned sideways slightly, and a knight in armor and a large sword appeared in front of everyone.

"Galen?"

The agents couldn't help but change color.

Of course, they knew the number one enemy of this Baroque work society.

“. Miss Sunday? ”

Mr. 3 was the first to ask Robin, "He's our boss?" How is this possible! ”

Robin looked at the suspicious looks in everyone's eyes, so he had to bite the bullet and say:

"There is nothing to doubt about it, he is our real boss."

"Impossible!"

MR.3 HAD ALREADY SEEN THE CANDLE WAX IN HIS HAND, LOOKED AT ROBIN WARILY AND SAID:

"Everyone in the company knows that this man killed Mr.1!"

"And the task given to us by work and social these days is to try to prepare for war with Galen and his party."

"He's obviously our enemy, so how can he be the boss?"

MR.3's words were recognized by everyone, and everyone showed a defensive and hostile posture, and someone even asked Robin straight to the point:

“. Miss Sunday! Have you betrayed our work club?! ”

Robin frowned and couldn't answer, so he turned his attention to Galen for help.

These problems and loopholes could not be imagined by the thoughtful Robin.

So after hearing that Galen intended to take down the Baroque Work Society by himself, Robin advised Galen not to come forward in person, and it was best to secretly control it through her, the vice president.

However, it seems that because he does not trust her as a betrayer who has surrendered, Galen insists on meeting the agents of the work club in person, and mysteriously tells Robin that he naturally has a way to solve the problem.

Now that the suspicions and vigilance of the senior agents are as Robin thought, Robin has no choice but to wait silently for Galen's unknown "response".

I saw Galen with a relaxed smile on his face, and he actually stood two steps forward steadily against the hostile gaze of the agents, and said loudly:

"You're right!"

"I'm not your boss!"

“. Miss Sunday, I'm my one now, too! ”

"What?!"

The senior agents were shocked, and their bodies tensed.

And Robin's eyes were full of surprise when he looked at Galen:

She had thought that Galen was trying to make up some lies to fool the high-ranking agents into believing that Galen was the president who had never been seen, and then rightfully took over the reins of the president of the working company from her.

However, Robin didn't expect Galen to unabashedly reveal his true identity as soon as he came up...

"Could it be..."

Robin looked at the relaxed expression on Galen's face, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart:

"Is he trying to use me, the vice president who has defected, as a demonstration to coerce those high-ranking agents into surrendering?"

This is also a good idea:

The agents had no idea who their boss was, and Robin was the only boss at the top.

Now that the top bosses have changed jobs, it is not incomprehensible that they will follow the old leaders to change jobs.

The agents had a vague idea of this, too.

But they are also usually high-ranking agents with high authority, and they are not so easily intimidated by Galen and Robin.

They were all still in a state of vigilant hostility, and MR.2 von Clay did not hesitate to say:

“. Miss Sunday! ”

"Betraying the Lord is not a matter of loyalty, and the slave family will never follow your unrighteous deeds!"

"Well said!"

Galen, on the other hand, applauded von Clay: "I appreciate a loyal servant like you!" ”

"So..."

Galen said with bad intentions: "Wait a minute, don't surrender!" ”

"You..."

Robin's eyes widened in surprise, and he asked puzzledly:

"Aren't you here to solicit them?"

Robin really can't figure it out:

Galen was neither manipulating behind the scenes nor soliciting directly, so why did he waste so much effort to let himself gather these high-ranking agents?

Is it for two fights to play?

Then, in Robin's stunned expression, Galen actually lifted his bright sword:

"I called a few people over this time, and I really have something to ask for."

"What's the matter?"

At this time of saber rattling, MR.2 von Clay actually picked up Galen's words.

Anyway, Galen had deliberately arranged the meeting place in the lonely boat at sea before, so he was not too worried about the escape of this group of agents who were basically fruit powers.

So Galen also chatted with Von Clay with great interest:

"I've recently provoked an enemy, and that guy is even better than me."

"Although I have some special means, I don't think it's enough to kill him."

"So...?"

Von Clay asked again with great puzzlement:

"Do you want the slave family to help you deal with him?"

"No, no, no..."

Galen shook his head, and the big sword in his hand tightened a little tighter:

"I mean..."

"I still lack some experience to level up."