Checking the Independent Commission Against Corruption's work report was just a side trip. Ron would not forget his main purpose of traveling all the way to the East China Sea.
"Moxi Moshi, is that right Mr. Wazzat?"
"Excuse me, are you..."
“All things are false, all things are permitted.”
"… I see."
Everything is false, everything is allowed... This is the secret order issued to regional managers of the world's intelligence network after the reorganization of the Navy's assassination force.
It is useless for ordinary people to know this password, because it will only take effect after dialing the special phone bug they carry.
At the same time, including themselves, they don’t know who the person who will make the call will be.
Wazat was an exception. He had been lucky enough to meet the owner of the voice in Rogge Town. In order to avoid unnecessary disasters caused by his apparent pirate past, he escaped from the restaurant where he worked overnight and wandered around.
Now, he wants to make an end.
"Sir, I'm at the sea restaurant Barati. Do you have time to come over for a meal tomorrow?"
"Bharati?"
Ron frowned silently. Generally, intelligence network managers would choose desolate mountains and ridges to meet with him, and the more inaccessible the place, the better.
For example, he was squatting at the top of the red earth continent sucking noodles.
It has nothing to do with his fame. Before meeting, few people knew that Navy Soryu would come in person.
It was just an instinctive choice out of an intelligence worker's natural need for concealment.
Ron believed that the manager with thirty years of experience in intelligence work in this document would not have imagined how much changes the meeting in Barati would bring to the intelligence work.
But he still said that.
Wazhat waited nervously for an answer. After a long time, a voice came from the phone: "See you there at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning."
"yes!"
After hanging up the phone, Wazzat quietly put the phone back into the box under the bed. He raised his head and found that his 6-year-old son was rubbing his eyes that could not be opened and asked in a sweet voice.
"Dad, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"Dad, go to bed now. Quint, you... didn't wet the bed, right?"
Past experience told him that it was definitely not a good thing for his youngest son to wake up in the middle of his sleep!
"No, huh!"
(^)
Wazat: "..."
Watching his youngest son roll over and fall asleep in anger, Wazha paused for a moment and smiled to himself.
Then he blew out the oil lamp and lay on the bed under the moonlight.
A pair of eyes that had become cloudy due to the passage of time were wide open, looking out the window, not knowing what they were thinking.
The next day, Wazhat got up early.
He bid a warm farewell to his wife and boarded a merchant ship bound for Bharati. As the most famous sea restaurant in the East China Sea, the food reserves on Barati are generally consumed very quickly, and they will look for islands to stop at every once in a while to replenish them.
This time, he was lucky enough to stop at a place very close to his hometown, so he could take time off to go home and spend time with his family.
"Yo Wazate! Why did you come back today? Didn't I ask you to spend more time with your family?"
At this moment, Barati does not yet have the eggplant number one connected teppanyaki ship full of magical meaning, but only a mackerel head main ship.
Zhepu, who was arranging for the chef to clean up, looked at him in surprise. It was not business hours now, and he had to get up very early to come from his house.
"Boss Zhepu, I would like to entertain an important guest here today. I hope you can allow it."
"Looking at how worried you are, what guests need you to report to alone?"
Barati's chefs also have their own social circles, even if they are former pirates. Therefore, under normal circumstances, if they were just casual acquaintances, Zhepu would not bother to care about these matters, and they would not come alone to report.
"It's...Navy Soryu!"
Wazhat took a deep breath and read out this name that shook the sea.
snap…
The cigarette rod fell to the ground, but Zhepu had no time to pick it up at this moment.
He looked at Wazhat blankly and asked, "Who are you talking about?"
…
It’s eleven o’clock in the morning, and the sea restaurant Barati, which should be packed with guests at this moment, is extremely deserted.
The fin sampans on both sides were glowing with water, and not even a trace of dirt could be seen in the corners. The neatly dressed chefs stood in a row at the door, beads of sweat dripping from their foreheads.
"What? It doesn't matter if he is a navy or a pirate, as long as he walks into the restaurant, he is a guest. What do guests have to be afraid of?"
Among this group of white chef uniforms, there is a blond man in a black casual suit who stands out so much. Not only was he not nervous at all, but he leaned on the boat and lighted a cigarette for himself comfortably.
Sanji inherited from Zhepu, in addition to playing skills, cooking skills, dreams, and smoking addiction.
state!
"Cheer up, you brat!"
"I don't want to collect your body!"
Zhepu's cigarette butt hit Sanji's head, and his fangs roared.
"Hiss...it hurts, stinky old man!"
The cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground. Sanji crouched down with his head in his hands, rubbing his blond hair frantically.
"Huh? What did you call me?!"
"Smelly old man! What? Do you have any objections?"
state! state! state!
Soon, a fierce battle started.
Wazhat was sweating coldly and looked at each other with the others, and they all saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.
Why are there so many differences between people who have also been to the sea
Who is Navy Soryu
That's a monster whose name can stop children from crying at night!
Just appearing in the past few days has caused the entire East China Sea to become turbulent, and even their business has dropped by more than 30%.
Although due to several major purges of the Navy, Donghai's business was not doing well.
If you are not a pirate, you cannot understand the intimidating power of the name "Canglong" in the sea.
There has long been a rumor in the sea that pirates would rather face the extreme and radical general Akainu than the "immortal lieutenant general" Soryu.
At this moment…
Boom!
A loud thunder caused a group of people on the boat to raise their heads and look at the sky in fear.
The blue sky that was clear just now was now covered with dark clouds, and there seemed to be thousands of indescribable giant pythons rolling among the clouds, stirring the dark clouds like boiling soup.
"Hiss... Could it be..."
Sanji was stunned and stopped all movements, looking up in disbelief.
"Is it also made by Canglong?"
"That's not accurate."
Suddenly, a voice that had never been heard before appeared behind him: "To be precise, this is a chain reaction caused by the power that spreads out when I use the fruit's ability to corrode the sky. It was not deliberately created by me."
"It's just like ordinary people bringing up the breeze when they walk, but what I bring up is the change in the weather."
Sanji's eyes widened instantly. He didn't even feel that another person appeared behind him.
Is this incredible moving speed a human or a ghost
Uh-huh!
Turning around in shock, Sanji immediately looked up.
So high!
Although Ron's height is considered scum in the world of One Piece, his height of 2.23 meters is enough to look down on most ordinary people, and he can feel that as his fruit awakens, his stagnant body once again shows signs of exceeding its limits.
Tall, but not burly.
If he hadn't known that the man in front of him could not impersonate Soryu, who was famous in the navy, it would have been difficult for Sanji to associate the man in front of him with an ordinary temperament.
Only those eyes were shining like stars, like a whirlpool, making it impossible to escape at a glance.
When a strong person's energy and spirit are condensed to a certain extent, the only window that is exposed to the outside world is the eyes. So there are rumors in the sea that someone can kill someone with just a look.
It is actually an aura attack similar to the overlord's domineering energy formed through extremely condensed energy and spirit, commonly known as "frightened to death".
"Cang... Lieutenant General Canglong, this is Wazat."
At this time, a slightly fat man over fifty years old and wearing a chef's uniform came over and bowed slightly to Ron.
Zhepu looked at this scene with confusion. It was clearly Wazat who was inviting guests to dinner, so why did it seem like the two of them were meeting for the first time
"Let's not talk about these things for now. I finally came to the East China Sea. Let me try the famous dishes of the famous sea restaurant Barati."
Ron waved his hand to signal him not to worry, then turned his head and looked at Zhepu... of course mainly Sanji, and said with a smile: "Let me talk first, I am used to eating dishes prepared by top celebrity chefs from all over the world in Century City and Golden City. "It's not that difficult to satisfy me."
Century City, Golden City.
The Grand Line, and even the two most famous luxury entertainment cities in the world, can serve as a master chef there, and the chef's cooking skills can be imagined.
Not to mention the simplest pressing of top-quality ingredients.
"Don't worry, if we can't satisfy our customers, we're not qualified to be chefs!"
Sanji rolled up his sleeves and smiled confidently.
Zhepu: "..."