For a moment, the two seemed to be louder than anyone in the office.

However, this is a good way for the Warring States to vent and relax.

Sengoku roared:

"You know what a fart!"

Not to be outdone, Zefa roared back:

"Of course the old man knows! It's just clear, so I want him to go!

Besides, who said he wasn't awake?

He's woken up just now, and he's had a fight with the old man!"

According to his inertia, Sengoku just wanted to roar back, but after reacting, he suddenly froze.

Then he said:

"Randall woke up? Are you sure?

And not only are you awake, but you can also move?"

Zefa glanced at Sengoku like a turtle, and then said:

"Of course I'm sure! Randall is alive and kicking now!

You see that you haven't talked about the market, aren't you just healed? What to be surprised at!"

Warring states:???

What's there to be surprised about?

What is there to be surprised about, you say!

Have you forgotten what you told me before?

You said that the doctor's judgment was that the injury was not good for a year and a half!

It's only been seven days!

In fact, after the Warring States, he also went to look at Randall's situation.

After all, he is a seeded player, and he may be the backbone of the future.

After reading it, he was silent.

The surface is very miserable, and when I sweep it away with what I see and hear, the injury is even more shocking.

He was worried about whether the injury would have any impact on Randle's future, or leave him with irreversible injuries or something.

But after seven days, you came to me and told me that he was healed.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Sengoku accepted this somewhat magical fact.

He added:

"What if healed?

Can't go! Definitely can't go!

Randall is a reserve talent in the Navy!

It's not something you can afford to lose!"

Zefa began to roar again: "Of course I do! I know he's still my disciple!"

Sengoku also roared back:

"You know you're going to let him go!

Do you know what level of battle it is!

With Randall's strength, just the aftermath can kill him!

Is it necessary to divide a person to protect his safety on such a battlefield?!"

Hearing this, Zefa was not annoyed, but suddenly smiled slightly:

"What if he doesn't need anyone to protect him?"

When the Warring States heard this, they were stunned again:

"What do you mean?"

Zepharaoh God said on the ground:

"Literally."

Then without waiting for the Warring States to continue to ask, Zefa took the initiative to explain:

"Didn't I say it, I just beat that kid up.

The result is... After I beat him, he just returned a wave of life, and there was no more."

Sengoku puzzled:

"So what? Are you going to be really impressed with him?"

After saying that, Sengoku felt a little thirsty.

After all, Hezefa has been yelling for so long...

He picked up the teacup next to him and drank it.

Zefa said seriously:

"So what? Do you know that in this battle, except for a few useless special moves at the bottom of the box, I almost shot with all my strength!

Although during the battle, that kid had no power to fight back, and his body was on the verge of collapse several times, he just survived!

And when the battle is over, it will be a wave of life return, and although some injuries will take time, they are basically fine!"

"Poof—

- What did you say?!"

When the Warring States heard this, they choked on the tea.

A mouthful of water squirted out.

Zefa saw that the Warring States were drinking water, so he kept paying attention to it.

Seeing this, he hurriedly dodged.

Sengoku coughed a few times, stood up with a red face and a thick neck, and said:

"Are you sure you're doing your best?"

Zefa nodded with a serious expression.

Seeing this, Sengoku sat down again.

Then fell into a long silence.

In his mind, there was a sentence echoing all the time: Zefa did his best...

If you ask who in the world knows the strength of Zefa best.

In addition to the pirates who were captured by Zefa himself, it was him and Karp, and there were cranes in the air.

Think about how many people have been desperate because of Zefa's armed color.

Black-wristed Zefa, that name is not called casually.

Zefa with all his strength, how terrifying is that strength?

On the main sea, how many people are worthy of Zefa's full effort?

Now, I'm afraid there are only those three sea thieves, Barrett counts as one, and the golden lion who has already entered is also counted as one.

Then there are the three guys in the navy who are about to take over the admiral, and a few of their old guys.

Is there a Randall to add to these people from now on?

Sengoku always felt out of place...

It's as if you choose one of the following that is different from the other... Isn't that obvious...

Sengoku was silent for a long time before he said:

"Randall, how long has it been since you came to the Navy?"

When Zefa heard this question, he also felt a little like a world away.

He sighed:

"Less than half a year, more than five months."

"Ah, it's only been more than five months."

He thought he had been a marshal all his life and was about to retire...

Sengoku's face was complicated.

He remembered that the last time he heard about Randall's strength was when he graduated from the elite battalion.

At that time, Randall's strength had just become a lieutenant general.

This kind of strength is not worth mentioning for people of their level.

But now, how long has it been?

Just a month?

This kid is definitely hanging!

What the hell is wrong with this world?

Such outrageous news...

He actually didn't want to believe it, but Zefa's expression was too serious...

Reason told him that Zefa didn't like to joke.

But emotionally, he didn't want to believe it at all!

"I just forgot to ask, why do you have to ask him to participate in Barrett's encirclement?"

Sengoku asked suddenly.

Zefa: "Because, that kid was planted in Barrett's hands this time."

"Huh? You said he went to the New World before? Also met Barrett?

And survived Barrett?!"

Zefa nodded.

"I guess that kid wants to take advantage of the fact that the navy is going to do something to him this time, and wants to take the opportunity to take revenge."

Sengoku nodded, indicating understanding.

After a moment of silence, he said:

"If that's the case, then it's not impossible for him to get involved.

But if I don't see it with my own eyes, I won't be sure!"

Zefa couldn't help but shake his head.

After taking over the affairs of the marshal for a while, Sengoku also became cautious and suspicious.

"What, do you want to do something?"

Sengoku was a little hesitant, he was a prospective marshal, and Randall was just a recruit who had just graduated and had not yet reached the rank, was this a little inappropriate...

However, at this moment, the door of his office was suddenly pushed open

Finish.

A ruffian swaggered in.

"Poofha! Zefa, you're there too!

Long time no see!"

But it's a guy who took a leave of absence and just returned to the naval base.