Mary Joa.

"I didn't expect that the toughest man in the navy actually inherited the blood of pirates, but I am more curious about the mother of that child, who can overwhelm Whitebeard's bloodline and let his child appear with his own characteristics!"

A man in a black suit, bald head, with two figure-eight beards, and a birthmark on his forehead, quietly looked at the photo in front of him, looking at the ghost-like posture taken by a well-known reporter going deep into the battlefield, and his face also showed a look of shock, because the five old stars already knew that the little ghost had reached that realm, a realm that only pure physical cultivators could achieve.

"The armed color is the power developed specifically to fight against the devil fruit, but we didn't expect that there would be such a little ghost who would sharpen his strength to such a realm, even that weapon can't fight it, under the power of natural disasters that are enough to distort and pacify."

A man with a long sword in his arms quietly wiped his reading glasses and looked at his colleagues with a smile.

"So, do you need to kill him?"

"No, that kid is well educated by the navy, and at least it will become a powerful weapon for our navy to suppress pirates, but this weapon is too invincible, and we need to make the edge of this weapon a little weaker, just like we destroyed that man's edge in the first place."

"The navy is the skin of the world government, and we don't need forces that we can't control, and the current navy has such a trend."

"Well, dismiss Sengoku's proposal and let him stay on top of the position of marshal, after all, it is much better to have a dovish man than to replace it with a hawkish guy."

The man in a black suit, with curly white hair and a flat hat, stuck his cane on the ground in front of everyone, and stood up after easily piercing the stone slab.

"The current pirates still need to exist, whether they are beasts or red hair, otherwise they would have been killed by a few of our old guys~"

"So, do you have to leave everything to CP0?" A dull voice slowly came out from behind the old men, but the old men didn't pay attention to the man's culture, but silently put down the teacup in their hands, and stood up when the tea in it could still reflect their figures.

"So, this time, CP0 won't interfere, after all, that man belongs to the navy, so let's leave it to the navy!"

The old men walked slowly and leisurely from the place where they had afternoon tea to their offices.

Behind them, a burly man slowly picked up a picture of the little guy from the table, a calm look on his face.

Even a man who has become the current commander-in-chief of the world government is happy to see such a talent appear in the navy for which he has fought for decades. It's just that when he confirmed that the information of this little guy also appeared on the exchange of the five old stars, he also knew that his juniors were going to be calculated.

As for what the five old stars wanted to do, he also knew, but he knew even more about how stubborn the little ghost who was raised by Karp was! Not only that, if the methods of the five old stars are not clean, if that stinky boy seizes any opportunity, then, without the dragon and that stinky boy to subvert the entire world government, the Sith kid alone may be enough to crush this so-called supreme city.

I don't know what kind of realm the power that that kid has shown, after all, just now, Steelbone Kong has already intercepted some of the information.

The little guy had chosen to be judged by his friends after the Great War, but later died against the grain.

This part of the information will definitely not be known to the five old stars.

Sora silently put away the photos and information in his hand, and walked slowly and leisurely towards his room, after all, as the commander-in-chief, he also has a lot of work to do in a day.

Over the years, he has seen too much darkness in the organization of the world government, and even now he is not sure that he has seen all the darkness, and the commander-in-chief has a thought of reform in his heart. It's just that, compared to the dragon's unbridled will, there are too many places he needs to face to be constrained. If that little guy makes a big fuss regardless of it, and wipes out the most rubbish group of guys in the entire world government along with those old men, the world will not need to be completely reformed like the dragon, and a little reform will be more suitable for this society.

However, Sora only thought about it, and in the next moment, he rotted this matter in his heart, because he knew that everything depended on that kid's own creation. It's just that he knows who the other person who has been taken care of like this by the five old stars is, that righteous fool, Zefa~

Sora leaned back in his chair, took a deep breath, opened the phone bug in his drawer, and dialed the line of Sengoku.

"Sengoku, you still need to stay in office now, after all, the five old star world governments originally liked the Akainu on their side, but after this battle is over, they need a guy who can maintain balance to be the marshal, so for the time being, they still need you, the old man, to stay still."

"Ha, I thought I could retire and take a back seat like Karp to hang out!"

"Sengoku, don't be lazy, but I have a little report here that is very interesting, and you will definitely like it."

The unkempt phone bug with frog eyes looked at the laughing current world government commander in front of him with a curious look, although he felt that thing was very useful to him, but Sengoku always had a feeling that his blood pressure would definitely rise when he saw it.

“……”

Sengoku chose silence.

"Also, Sengoku, the Sith is being targeted."

"Really?"

"Yes, that stinky boy is being targeted, don't arrange to go to the Champock Islands recently."

"The current world government doesn't need a knife that is too sharp, because that will inevitably hurt others and themselves, all they need is a knife that they put in the scabbard and can take out to kill the enemy when they use it, and such a knife often doesn't need to be too sharp."

Sengoku hung up the phone the next moment.

Steelbones looked at the phone that had been hung up, rubbed his eyebrows, and sighed deeply, but instead laughed.

"Yes, you don't need a knife that is too sharp, so it's imperative to destroy the sharpness of the knife, but can you really destroy the edge of Edward Francis?"