Captain of the second team of the Whitebeard Pirates, Portcas D Ace - Arrested!

The world is shaking!

The news spread rapidly throughout the great route and the four seas, and countless people were shaken.

It's going to be a change!

Someone thought of this for the first time, and their hearts couldn't be calm.

Flying newspapers drift across the seas and great voyages.

On an island in the New World, a middle-aged man with red hair and three scars on his eyes silently put down the newspaper in his hand, picked up the strange sword at his feet, and stepped out.

"Let's go, let's meet Whitebeard for a while."

……

"Boom!" Terrible waves swept in, and in a sea area, a huge sailing ship swayed with the waves, and the skeleton on the flag could tell that it was a pirate ship, with a crescent-shaped white beard rising up, bones crossed, and a terrifying aura emanating from the ship.

"Diqi...!" A slightly hoarse voice came from the ship, anger and boundless murderous aura erupted, dark clouds gathered, and the sky seemed to collapse.

"Click!" Thunderstorms poured down, the air was extremely oppressive, and terrible waves swept and surged, like the sound of anger to the extreme.

……

The silent and invisible wind and waves blew all over the world, and suddenly the wind and clouds surged, and an undercurrent quietly moved.

The world government, the Navy Headquarters, large and small meetings are constantly being held, and a tense atmosphere is pervasive.

The operation led by the highest level was carried out in secret, and at the same time, warships were urgently dispatched to the second half of the Great Voyage - the New World.

The eyes in the undercurrent are fixed on the new world, the man's territory, and secret letters and messages have been sent to the world.

The careerists opened their eyes one after another, staring at the two centers of this big incident - the Whitebeard Pirates and the Navy Headquarters!

The waves are rolling and the undercurrents are surging.

Advancing into the city, Wild put down the newspaper in his hand, his eyes were gloomy, his mouth was silent, and his shoulders trembled slightly in depression.

"Gollum..." The green tendons on his forehead suddenly jumped, his wide open mouth couldn't be suppressed at all, and he laughed loudly: "Mmmmmmmmmmmm ”

"Smack!" The lighter popped up a faltering flame, and Wild lit his cigar and took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Finally... Wait a minute...

Almost four years...

The cold light came through the gap in his slightly squinted eyes, and Wild was half-lying on the couch in his office, his arms pressed back against the backrests, and the smoke came out of his mouth, covering his face, making it difficult to see his expression for a moment.

"Claire."

"Do I have any wine?"

"I see, boss." The sound of Kwa Kuakua's footsteps faded away, and it wasn't long before Claire, dressed in a graceful secretary's outfit, approached with an ice bucket in which a glass bottle filled with red liquor lay diagonally.

"Magnetic!" Pull out the cap, take out a clear goblet and fill it with the liquor.

Claire respectfully pushed the glass full of wine in front of Wild.

"Have a drink with me today, Claire." Wilde picked up the glass, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, and said something a little intoxicated.

"Huh? Good... Good! Claire's face flushed for a moment, and she glanced away at Wild, then took another cup and poured it for herself.

"Claire, do you know why I asked you to collect newspapers every day for half a year?"

Claire shook her head, blushing a little, but couldn't help but curl her face curiously.

"Uh-huh, hehe... Because... Forget it, you'll know when the time comes. ”

"Yes." Claire didn't have any other emotions, and when she heard Wilder say this, she obediently responded.

"So... Cheers. Wilde grinned and raised his glass to Claire.

"Dry... Cheers. Claire's face flushed with excitement, and this was still the same as Lord Wilder... Cheers for the first time!

Before they knew it, an arm-high bottle of wine had been drunk by the two of them, of which Wild drank about forty percent, and the remaining sixty percent went into Claire's small stomach.

It's not that Wilde can't drink it, it's that Claire drinks it too quickly, as if she's afraid of robbing it.

"Uh-huh, hehe... Claire, you're drunk. ”

"No, I didn't! Don't talk nonsense! Claire was lying on the table, her face flushed, her posture ...... The posture is seductive.

"Heh..."

Wilde got up and put Claire on his shoulder, pushed open a door, and threw it on the bed where he was resting, then closed the door and returned to his desk.

Lighting a cigar, the smile was gone, and things would change at a breakneck pace, leaving him with little time to react.

"Fire Fist Ace has been arrested... So what's next... Imprisoned, escorted to the execution ground in advance ... Monchi D Luffy robbed the prison but... Missed, uh-huh-hehehe... Monchi..."The idea in his mind became clearer and clearer, and Wild's eyes lit up with ambition.

"Well, then, it's time to go to that place for a while."

Standing up, the cloak on Wild's body was windless, black and red in a matching hue, like a giant serpent lurking in a swamp spitting out blood-red eyes.

…

An unknown place between Lv5 and Lv6 of Advance City, a place known as the Paradise of New Humans.

Da Da...

Wilde walked into the place for the first time with regular steps, and by this time he had already reverted to his original appearance, biting a cigar, a fine pistol pinned to his waist, and wearing a loose black and red suit.

Shake and shake...

Swift footsteps ran through the passageway in all directions, and Wilde raised his eyebrows, exhaled a puff of smoke, and continued to walk casually towards the front.

Wilder knew that these were the vanguards, the outposts, that had come to meet him, and that as long as he continued his journey, there would inevitably be other, more advanced people who would come to meet him.

The 5.5 floor, like a huge pipe connected together, leads in all directions and at the same time it is easy to get lost.

Wilde didn't mean anything else this time, he just wanted to see the guy in the original book, and... Can you make a friend?

As we went deeper, more and more figures wandered around, and the sound of footsteps was dense and hurried.

"Who are you? Stop! ”

After walking a little further, someone stood in the way.

Wilde smiled strongly, slowly raised his hands, and looked at the eight or nine men holding guns at him in front of him.

"Who are you? Where did it come from? Seeing this, the gun in the leader's hand lowered slightly, but his eyes were still vigilantly looking at Wild.

"Uh-huh, hehe... My name is Wild, where is Evakov? I want to make friends with him, trust me not to mean anything. ”

"Bang!" As soon as Wild's words fell, the faces of several people changed instantly, and the leader and the person next to him glanced at each other, raised the gun and aimed at Wilder's shoulder, and a bullet flew out.