"I'm going to eat, give me food, give me more food."

Looking at the vice admiral who had been sleepless for a long time, well, not counting the sleepless ones, who were able to sleep at the same time while eating, and muttered more food, the people of the entire naval branch had a feeling of collapse.

When they saw the lieutenant general leave this place in a hurry, they had an ominous premonition, and this premonition was even more worried after the lieutenant general sent Akainu-daisho back.

However, no matter how much they thought about it, it did not occur that the ominous premonition they had to face was like this.

During this time, everyone was shocked by the bottomless stomach of their lieutenant general, after all, no one could stuff so much food into his stomach, and such food was digested in his stomach at a speed that they could see with the naked eye, but the people present were also more or less old sailors who had seen Vice Admiral Karp, and they had all seen the lieutenant general's bottomless belly, so they also had a certain amount of psychological preparation.

It's just a pity that their psychological preparation was ruthlessly shattered by the Sith.

How much more do I need to eat?

After a snot bubble was broken, the Sith woke up from his sleep, and naturally stuffed the food in his mouth into his mouth that was almost unable to chew, and slowly swallowed the food in his mouth, and at the same time, the Sith was still very comfortable dealing with some of the messy documents generated by this base during this time while he was awake.

It's just that there is no idea of stopping at all.

"Lieutenant General, our chef has been killed by you, please be merciful, we still want to eat."

Sith looked at the kneeling guy in front of him, blinked his eyes, put down the pen in his hand, and scratched his head.

"What did I do, didn't I just eat a little food?"

It was clear that the Sith had no idea how much he had eaten "just now" and how long he had been eating.

"Lieutenant General, you have been eating for three days, and most of the chef class has been killed by you, and there are only a few chef apprentices left who have not yet been able to cook."

At this time, Sith looked at the guy who was said to be his lieutenant, scratched his head, and only put down the plate in his hand suspiciously, leaving the last bite of food not to eat, but, it only stayed for a moment, Sith poured the mouthful of rice back into his mouth, and swallowed the food in his mouth vaguely, while writing and taking most of the documents in front of him into his hands, and correcting them at high speed, but, in the next moment, Sith stopped all the movements in his hand and focused his eyes on a section of the newspaper for the past few days.

On that section, there is a stupid face that I am very familiar with - Ace's face.

"Ace, that bastard, what's going on?"

In a moment of muttering, the Sith took the newspaper and began to read the information in front of him quickly, but as he learned more about the information, his eyebrows began to wrinkle.

"The old man is going to have a headache again."

Sith leaned back, rubbing his furrowed brow as his chair creaked.

"I'm really shocked that Ace bastard was able to get out of that place, but in this case, maybe what happened to that prison would be a rather uninteresting thing."

"The credibility has begun to decline, and after the Golden Lion escaped from prison, now that a second guy has escaped from this fortress that will not fall, it means that there are more pirates who will attack this place in this era."

A chill flashed in the Sith's eyes.

"If you leave that place without any sacrifice, then, Ace should be considered to have mastered his own armed color domineering, and can even open the small key made by the things in that place through the hardening of the armed color domineering."

The Sith narrowed his eyes, but at this time, for the first time, the Sith did not want to arrest his nephew.

"I always feel like we'll meet in the future, but at that time, what will things be like for us?"

The Sith didn't know about the future, and of course, he didn't want to know, after all, if he knew everything, it wouldn't be fun, and it wouldn't represent the impermanence of the future.

Sith took a deep breath, and under the influence of that strong body, countless storms completely swept through the entire office at this time, but in the next moment, Sith stood up from his desk.

"Forget it, Ace's escape will be left to Daddy, that's their grandson's business, the last intervention is enough."

However, the Sith looked at the half-immortal men in front of him and let out his own roar.

"Cheer me up, all of them, and run around the island with me for thirty laps."

However, just when everyone was still looking at each other, a series of Brubru's voices came.

Sith skillfully pulled out a small phone bug from his pocket, and looked at the phone snail that slowly appeared on it, imitating his father's appearance, with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Daddy, what are you looking for me?"

"Sith, wake up, how is your body?"

When confronted with the Sith's questioning, the Sith did not respond.

"Okay, I'll leave Ace's affairs to me, and I'll definitely take him back and discipline him well."

It's just that before Karp could finish baating, the Sith had already hung up the phone this time, because in his eyes, such a declaration was useless, after all, such a declaration, his father, the naval hero Karp had said countless times, but, unfortunately, it would not be realized a few times. Therefore, at this time, in the face of the choice made by his father in the face of his own family affection, the Sith can only choose to be silent.

Daddy is a fool, brother is a fool, they don't listen to others, they are completely stupid people who live stubbornly on their own will, although the Sith doesn't seem to be qualified to talk about them.