The two people present did not know why Ron said "again", but this did not prevent them from reading something called ambition from Ron's expression.
"These are a group of magical little guys that can replicate themselves in water. If a person drinks it, they will be parasitized for a period of time depending on the dose and concentration, and turn into a black monster that loses its self."
"Only enough killing and blood can make them regain consciousness, but by then they will completely become walking zombies and it will be difficult to escape."
Under Tezzolo's gaze, Ron summoned a gold-rimmed transparent crystal bottle from the hanger three meters away from him. Although his control over gold is not as unreasonable as Tezzolo's, simple movements are still easy and comfortable.
"You could call it..."
The corners of Ron's mouth curled up: "King of Heaven!"
Uh-huh!
The two eyes stared at the gorgeous golden water bottle in Ron's hand with horror, as if they had seen some savage beast.
The corners of Tezzolo's mouth twitched and he took half a step back and came to the edge of the bath.
"King of Heaven? Isn't he under the firm control of the government?"
For the wealthy Tezzolo, only things that are unknown to government officials are considered secrets.
The presence of the King of Heaven happens not to be among them.
But after the words fell, Tezzolo figured it out.
Frame the blame!
Regardless of whether what Ron took out was the real King, as long as someone thought it was, it was.
"Lieutenant General Canglong's good tactics!"
"I am over-flattered."
Ron placed the bottle in the water and let it sink little by little. At this moment, even Dong Te felt horrified. He left the bathtub amidst the sound of water flow and coughed lightly: "I'm almost done, I'm going to take a shower first."
Ron rolled his eyes at this and continued.
"You can find someone to test the relationship between specific concentration and mutation time, but you have to act quickly. The public execution in one month will be a golden opportunity for us."
"Also remember, strong people who have mastered life return can easily discover extra foreign parasites in their bodies. Unless they lose consciousness, it is basically impossible to complete the parasite, no matter how high the concentration is."
It was just like when Ron took a mouthful of water and drank it in the underground river Styx.
A mere parasite is useless in front of a life-returning powerhouse who can perfectly control even a hair.
In other words, it's best to only put these little guys into the mouths of fat-headed and big-eared Celestial Dragons.
"Almost all of Mariejoia's daily drinking water comes from the huge underground reservoir beneath the city. With all due respect to Lieutenant General Canglong, if you want to do it... why not do it in a big way?"
Tezzolo asked eagerly with a fierce light in his eyes.
Ron glanced at him in surprise. Sure enough, he was rich!
Even these things were investigated clearly, and Tezoro's hatred for the Draconians is evident.
He even had a poisoning plan in his heart.
But it's a good idea, but it's a pity...
"No, there aren't enough of them, and they don't replicate themselves very fast."
"If it is put into a reservoir that supplies a city, after the concentration is diluted, it will be difficult for one person to take one mouthful for three to five years to be effective."
"That's such a shame!"
Tezzolo said with regret.
"I also thought about poisoning back then, but the result was that the concentration was insufficient due to insufficient quantity. It was of no use except causing diarrhea."
Have you really done this? !
!!!∑(Дノ)ノ
Ron was ashamed.
When did Tezoro's hatred begin to transfer from the Tianlong people to the city of the Holy Land
Could it be that you have been holding it in for too long
If you don’t explode in silence, you will become perverted in silence
"Public execution is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The eyes of the world are focused on the execution platform, and there must be many Tianlong people joining in the fun."
After feeling regretful, Tezzolo quickly organized his thoughts and began to prepare a poisoning plan. He has a lot of dead soldiers, but if he wants to get rid of them, he needs a detailed and complete excuse.
"You should look at the arrangements. If you miss this time, there may be no next time..."
maybe!
Ron smiled slightly, and then asked pointedly: "By the way, Mr. Tanaka next to you..."
"Can Lieutenant General Canglong give me the whereabouts of Saint Orpheus Charlos?"
Tezzolo did not answer directly, but asked a question.
Ron nodded.
For a fool who is afraid that others will not know where he is, it is not easy to investigate his whereabouts.
After walking out of the building and looking at the golden city with lights, wine and cars coming and going, Ron suddenly said with emotion.
"This is the difference between Tezzolo and me!"
Dongte: "???"
As a tycoon who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, Tezzolo has undoubtedly gone to an extreme. Revenge limited his ideological realm, so that he never believed in such a thing as "loyalty".
…
As the date of the public execution drew closer, the atmosphere at sea became more solemn than ever.
At the entrance of the "Holy Land" Marie Joa Bubble Elevator, under the leadership of the serious-looking Sengoku, a group of naval admirals walked out of the bubble and stood on the land that symbolized the center of the world.
"Marshal of the Warring States Period!"
"Mr. Vic?"
Warring States pushed up his toad glasses in surprise and stepped forward to greet us: "Are you the one who came to receive us?"
"How is this possible!"
As a Navy veteran, Sengoku obviously knew Vic's true identity very well.
The latter was still wearing the energetic black tuxedo, but now he was holding a cane in his hand. The biggest difference from the last time Ron saw him was that Vic had a faintly powerful aura, which was different from what he had seen before. The bad old man who went up with his feet half in the ground looked completely different from the other two.
Thinking of publicly executing Jason in the Holy Land, Vic did not dare to be careless about the forces from various countries and even pirates who were invited to gather.
"Everyone in the navy has worked hard and achieved great results. There is nothing wrong with you."
Vic smiled lightly like a good old man and signaled Warring States not to worry, then swept his eyes across the crowd and asked: "In addition, that gentleman wants to see the legendary posthumous son of Roger, and asked me to come and take him there. "
The current situation in the Holy Land is inexplicable. If anyone else says this, Warring States will definitely hesitate or even refuse to make sure nothing goes wrong.
But the person who came was Vic, representing that adult!
Warring States nodded decisively: "No problem, the middle force will be responsible for escorting them. They will be here soon."
The wily Warring States Period was worried that crazy people would come to snatch people as soon as they arrived, so he divided the large army into three groups. He personally led the front army to explore the way, the middle army was responsible for escorting, and the rear army defended each other.
Now that the former army found nothing unusual, they immediately ordered the Chinese army to come up.
Snap!
Not long after, a group of strong soldiers filled with evil spirits escorted a stone prison onto the elevator port. The leader was General Akainu, followed by Soryu and Kizaru.
With this lineup of guards, even if the Three Emperors take action, they will never be able to take anyone away in a short time.
"Let me out, you made a mistake, let me out..."
In the stone prison, Anthony Jason, or Gol D. Jason, was hung feebly in the middle by several seastone chains as thick as a baby's arms, murmuring from his mouth.
I have to say that it is not surprising that he will end up like today.
After all, except for the beard and wrinkles... the Jason in front of him has the same black hair and black eyes as Roger, and his face is at least 50-60% similar.
The first time he saw him in Impel Down, Ron even suspected that Ace was the adopted child.
Combined with the special location of Batelila Island and the subsequent testimony of the bear... Who will die if you don't die