In fact, in his mind, Sihai is no longer a threat.
So what if the legendary characters come and go in brilliant ways
Ron has the confidence to rival or even surpass unknown legends!
What he needs now is information, a lever that can leverage the authority of the government, instead of continuing to waste time with pirates all over the world, obliterating the supernovas of the extremely evil era.
Standing at different heights, "being enemies" is a joke in itself.
Under this general premise, Sihai is just a territory that needs to be monitored closely without any need for him.
Just like getting up in the morning with a glass of milk and a bowl of Malatang on the table...
You can eat it, but you don’t have to!
Seeing that Ron did not stop him, Wazat continued: "The establishment of the Independent Commission Against Corruption and the several major investigations conducted by the headquarters have made the East China Sea pirates unable to recover, and there is almost no room for resistance."
"As long as there are no problems with the supervisory agencies, there will be no change in this situation."
This is an inevitable truth. Corruption always starts from the rulers, not the people.
The chaos of the Great Pirate Era can be boiled down to only three words.
"Heavenly gold"!
It was the Celestial Dragons who personally sent the world into the abyss. On the one hand, they scolded the untouchables for having the audacity to violate the will of the Creator God, and on the other hand, they continued to go their own way without repentance.
"So relatively speaking, the value of my existence cannot be reflected at all."
"With the Independent Commission Against Corruption here, the East China Sea is as stable as Mount Tai."
Wazhat said melancholy: "In addition... I am already old, Lieutenant General Canglong."
"I am not a combatant. It is obvious that my physical fitness is declining rapidly and my energy is not as good as before."
"After the organization was restructured, I had to deal with such official duties until late at night."
Wazzat raised his hand and made a gesture with his index finger and thumb.
"So I think that the assassination force is reborn from the ashes, and it is time for me to give up my position and provide opportunities to more energetic young people."
In other words, leave room for Ron to develop confidants.
Will the old assassination team members be reused
Yes, but only a very small number.
If the tea dolphin is willing to return to the assassination team, Ron would not mind giving him a position below one person and above ten thousand people.
But most of them won't.
Because they were members of the "previous batch" and had nothing to do with Ron, and because of the betrayal in the New World, they were labeled with suspicion in Ron's heart.
One advantage, one disadvantage.
Wazzat trusted Ron to understand what he was trying to say.
The clock on the wall ticked slowly and slowly, but every second seemed like a year to Wazzat.
The whole person felt like he was in a furnace, the heat was unbearable, but he didn't dare to move at all.
Beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead to the hem of his clothes, and the tingling sensation was extremely uncomfortable, but Wazhat endured it.
It wasn't until a gust of sea breeze blew in from the window behind me, cooling my sweat-soaked back, that I felt better.
After a long time…
"Congratulations on your success in persuading me, Mr. Wazzat."
call!
After hearing these words, Wazhat let out a long breath that was tight in his chest. Wazhat felt that his legs were weak and he almost lost his balance.
"Thank you... thank you sir!"
"You're welcome. I just want to believe that a guy who takes risks and acts cunning in front of me to protect his family has the guts to do something irrational."
"I… "
In an instant, a terrifying murderous intention enveloped his body, and Wazhat could no longer stand still. With a "pop", he sat down on the ground.
With the death gaze locked on him, Wazhat's face turned pale and his whole body trembled.
"but… "
Uh-huh!
The murderous intention was instantly withdrawn, and Ron shook the red wine glass as if nothing happened.
"I need you alive to send a signal to the outside world."
"Tell those guys like you that as long as you follow me and work hard, the rules of assassination troops walking in and out can be changed."
Where there is hope there is no despair.
There is no resistance without despair.
When there are no worries, like the incident in the New World, there is almost no ground for derivation.
The betrayal of the regional manager is funny. After the assassination force was disbanded, he used his intelligence network to conduct many transactions with pirates and enrich himself personally.
Later, when the army was reorganized, he was afraid that the incident would come to light, so he chose to conceal the information and break the rules.
Just such a trivial threat, like the flapping wings of a butterfly, triggered the complete defeat of the New World Front.
The psychology of the people is actually easy to understand.
No
Ron thought it would be better to use the management of the assassination force as a practice to prepare for future world domination... practice test questions.
Killing is only a means, not an end.
"Yes, I will keep your great kindness in mind, sir, and I will do my best to help... uh..."
From heaven to hell, and then from hell to heaven, Wazhat's heart beat rapidly and he spoke without thinking.
As a result, mid-sentence, I suddenly realized that this kind of thing was not suitable to be spoken out.
"Okay, you take this card."
Ron waved his hand and placed a gold card on the table.
"I will eliminate all traces of your time in the assassination force. Your achievements, your past, your grudges, whatever they are, will no longer exist."
"In the future, you will no longer have the identity of the manager of the East China Sea Branch of the Intelligence Department of the Navy Assassination Force. You will just be a pirate who escaped from the Grand Line and got to know me by chance. He uses a chef as a cover to sell intelligence. Do you understand?"
In other words, all the efforts and efforts put in by Wazhat in the past thirty years will disappear.
This is the price you have to pay for leaving.
Without light, shadow will disappear.
Wazzat was silent.
Then he stretched out his hand and reached towards Jinka unswervingly.
Compared with your past youth, your family's future is more important.
Brubru… Brubru…
At this time, the phone bug's voice suddenly rang, and Ron frowned silently, who would call him at this time.
Taking out the blue phone bug represented by the personal phone, Ron signaled Wazzat to leave, and then connected.
"Mosey mosey, Ron?"
With this opening, there was only one person in Ron's mind.
"General Kizaru, why do you have time to call me today? And..."
“I actually got the right phone bug!!!”
Ron looked horrified.
Kizaru: "(д)!!"
I give you a chance to reorganize the language!
"Right, I'm just telling you that something is wrong with you today, old man!"
"Just go into the house and find the right phone bug!"
In the distance, Ron heard Zhan Momowan's voice ringing on the other end of the phone.
In response, Ron nodded deeply.
"I think he must be a fake. General Kizaru will never find the right phone bug!"
"Let's fight Momomaru! Take him down first!"
"OK!"
Zhan Taomaru spat, took off the giant ax, and shouted loudly: "We are in Shampoo, Lieutenant General Canglong help me contact the headquarters and ask for support!"
Then…
"If you dare to pretend to be an old man, I'll give you a blow!"
Kizaru: "..."
Am I going to be happy that you protect me so much, Bage Yalu? !
But let me change your title first, you bastard!
Phew… bang! !
The phone bug raised its mouth cutely and moved its head to follow the "whoosh" sound, trying its best to imitate the sound coming from the other side.
This sound effect, this explosion volume, well, it must be Kizaru.
As if nothing happened, Ron took a sip of wine: "Speaking of which... I don't know what you want from me, General Kizaru? Let's talk about it first, I am in trouble now, so don't mention it. "
"Cough... cough... bastard!"
However, he did not wait for Kizaru to answer. On the other end of the phone, Zhan Momomaru stood up with an ax in his hand: "Be careful with Lieutenant General Soryu. He not only imitated the old man's appearance, but also imitated his movements."
"But, you don't know!"
Zhan Momowan leaned back slightly and pointed his index finger at Kizaru: "The old man always kicks me with his right foot, never his left foot! He always kicks me in the face, never in the stomach!"
Kizaru: "..."
"Sorry Ron, I'll call you later."
"Uh, please do as you please."
Ron hung up the phone in a daze, suddenly feeling that he had discovered some incredible secret.