Big plans?

Smoker's heart was shocked.

He had already smelled a bad smell, and the man in front of him, who was a generation younger than him, seemed to have bad thoughts about those supreme Celestial Dragons.

This is a very simple truth, if the government gets the fruits of time, who will benefit in the end?

There is no doubt that it is a Draconian!

"Oh yes, by the way, the marshal also acquiesced in this matter."

Suddenly, Ron dropped another bomb, which sent Smoker stunned.

"Impossible, Marshal him...... How could that Marshal Akainu, who was loyal to the government, !! ”

Ron shrugged.

"Trust me, if you knew what was going on, you would have made the same choice, it was a last resort."

Any idea what's going on?

As a last resort?

Smoker forced himself to calm down and looked at Ron seriously: "General Canglong, if I refuse, will you kill me?" ”

"No!"

"Why?"

"Because I'm going to tell you the truth and force you to choose to join us, I have that confidence."

Ron smiled lightly: "And even if you go to the five old stars to report this matter, it is useless, they already know it in their hearts, but in order to prevent accidents, they will kill you." ”

"What? Even the five old stars ......!!! ”

I have to say that the shock brought to Smoker by this series of news is far greater than the existence of the Fruit of Time!

He felt his heart stop beating nervously, and the cigar in his mouth burned to the end at some point, and the ash fell all over his body.

Silence, endless silence.

After a long time, Smoker clenched his fist and asked, "What qualifications do I have to be co-opted by you?!" ”

"Akainu" Sakasky, a veteran naval strongman, a contemporary naval marshal!

"Blue Dragon" Ron, a new generation of admirals in the Navy, is faintly known as the "strongest in the Navy" after Karp was blown away by Luffy's punch!

The plan with the endorsement of these two people is definitely not trivial.

Smoker asked himself, how could he be able to join in?

"We don't want fists, fists are enough, we want heads!"

Ron thought for a moment and replied.

"Marshal Akainu has always been very optimistic about your prickly style, but he hates the trouble you can get even more if you don't know how to do it."

"And now, you, who are already sitting in the position of the captain of the G11 base, have successfully found a balance between the two."

"Coupled with the fact that G11 is deep in the hinterland of the New World, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, which is very suitable for us to carry out some operations."

"Do you understand?"

Based on strength alone, Smoker is definitely not a qualified candidate.

But he occupies the right time and place, and accidentally formed the most perfect match, which made him successfully enter the sight of the two.

One or two top-level combat forces alone are not enough to complete the layout of the Akainu, and they need the support of a larger army to be able to protect world peace.

Thinking about it this way, Smoker became the best candidate.

Beginning to have his own ambitions, willing to act for ambitions, and righteous in his heart, the possibility of depravity is almost none.

"Original...... So ......"

Smoker leaned back on the sofa weakly and covered his forehead: "...... It turns out that from the first day you came to the East China Sea to find me, you were preparing for the present? ”

"No, it's not."

"Well, I agree to join the program! But I need to know the truth of the matter! But if you do anything that hurts heaven and reason, even if it is death, I will stop you! ”

"That's why I said it all, no."

"General Canglong, please advise!"

Ron's forehead burst into a cross and he threw a punch.

"Listen to Lao Tzu, bastard!"

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……

New World, Unknown Island.

"It's strange, there are obviously traces of habitation here, why can't you see people?"

In a hut deep in the forest, Kinemon smacked the back of his head with a strange expression.

"The traces of the charcoal fire were left not long ago, maybe they saw us coming, so they hid it, right?"

Kanjuro came out from the other side of the room and patted the dust off his shoulder.

"Really, inferior people are not pirate scum! Was it misunderstood?! ”

"Hurry up and cook Kinemon than that!"

Momonosuke sat on a chair and slapped the tabletop, the large bag and blood stains on his head made him look unusually miserable.

"Yes, young master!"

Kinemon nodded, walked to the corner and took the pocket they had brought back all the way.

"Although I don't know who put the shrimp pot on the beach, but the kindness of the inferior people to you is unforgettable, and it is rude to enjoy it with gratitude!"

With that, he opened his pocket and pulled out a live crayfish from inside.

At this time, Kinemon's gaze froze.

"Murderous!"

"Who is it? Who's here? ”

Pressing his hand on the hilt of the sword, Kinemon said vigilantly: "In the lower fox fire Kinemon, these two are the companions of the next!" We are not thieves who have lost our food in shipwreck! If you can, please show up! ”

Samurai are a group of people who value perseverance more than life.

As retainers of the Mitsuki clan, their every move is closely related to their master, so Kinemon emphasized his tone, saying that he and the others were not thieves.

However, the room was silent, and only the three of them existed.

After waiting for a while, the Jinwei keeper put his hand down and buckled his nose.

"Huh? Could it be that I made a mistake? ”

"What? Don't scare me, Kinemon. ”

Kanjuro let go of the hand holding the giant pen and said, "You deal with the ingredients first, and I'll go outside and pick up some firewood and come back." ”

"Oh...... Oh! I know. ”

Scratching his head strangely, Kinemon glanced left and right, then continued to crouch down and take out a lobster.

Then......!

"Let me go, you bastard! So many fish, why do you have to eat lobster?! ”

From the blind corner of his gaze, a pink unidentified object shot out, and his voice was full of anger.

"Ouch!"

Caught off guard, Kinemon screamed and frantically shook his hands and danced in place.

"It hurts, it hurts! Loosen up, let go! ”

Momonosuke, Kanjuro: "......"

"Hey, Kanjuro."

"The subordinates are here, young master!"

"Am I dazzled? It's ...... A plush toy on the cupboard? ”

"Yes, young master, it's indeed a stuffed animal on the cupboard......"

Suddenly, the two looked shocked and hugged each other in horror.

"Youkai!"

"The stuffed animal has spoken!!"

At this time, seeing that his attack did not work, a trace of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of the pink plush toy, and he let go of his mouth and flapped his wings and flew to the table.

"What a fuss! Uncle Ben is a Dover...... Pink Feather-sama, what's so strange about being able to talk?! ”

"No, it's weird, okay?!"

Looking at the flamingo plush toy with a natural look, the three of them roared with fangs.

"Cut, it's really a group of ordinary people who don't know the existence of the childlike fruit......"

Flamingo...... Doflamingo thought disdainfully, and suddenly grinned, the beak of the bird exaggerated from side to side.

"But it's good to prove that they can trust it for a while."

Thinking of this, he crossed his wings on his chest with a domineering expression.

"I wanted to steal your ship and drive away, but it turned out to be like that, and it's really a bunch of stupid people to drive this kind of broken ship in the new world, right?"

"Hey, your words are dangerous in every sense of the word, hey!"

The corners of Kanjuro's mouth twitched, and he looked at the seemingly harmless but despicable flamingo doll on the table.

"However, to be able to say this proves that you are indeed the owner of this house."

"Tell me about myself, it's raining Kanjuro, if you can, can you give us some food? Of course, the inferior are not thieves, and in return, you can ask for whatever you need. ”

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