New world, unknown waters.
"It turns out the legend is true, Zou Island!"
Standing on the warship, Smoker raised his head in astonishment and looked at the giant sky-curtain beast that could not be seen to the end. He didn't even notice that his cigar had been wiped out by the waves.
"Sir Smog, although the fur tribe is hidden from the world, it is not a legendary thing, right?"
Kinemon asked strangely.
The fur tribe is not a country of peace. They hate humans and do not like to communicate with humans. However, there are aliens everywhere, and there will always be people who venture out to sea to pursue a wider space.
For these people, Wano would kill them all, but the fur tribe could only vent their anger and then wave goodbye.
After all, to put it harshly, fur slaves are not uncommon in the black market slave market that still exists.
"No, I've seen fur tribes. I mean..."
Shaking his head, Smoker calmed down and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about this anymore. What should we do next? Do you want to climb up?"
Kinemon was still confused, but nodded anyway.
"The Fur Tribe has been an ally of the Guangyue Tribe for generations, and there is no weakling in the Tribe. Even babies have the power to defend themselves. It is essential to seek help from them."
After saying that, Kinemon turned around and shouted: "Please, Kanjuro!"
"learn!"
Kanjuro agreed, took off the dual-purpose sword and pen brush on his back, and held his breath on the white rice paper prepared by the navy.
Seeing that everyone's attention was attracted, Smoker silently changed two cigars to hold them in his mouth. After lighting them, he took out a paper ball among the smoke.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, it is just a piece of waste paper, but only Smoker knows that this is a secret mission assigned to him by Ron.
"If I'm not mistaken, this is the 'time' you mentioned, General Canglong."
There was no need to investigate why Ron knew where they were going, Smoker didn't like to use his brain.
Taking a half step back and leaning against the guardrail of the ship, Smoker held a cigar in his mouth and opened the crumpled paper.
The next second, his pupils suddenly narrowed!
"Actually... so...?!!"
There is a red historical text on Zou Island. It is hidden deep in the country in the hinterland of the Whale Forest. It is strictly guarded by the fur tribe. They are trying to find a way to bring it back, or bring back its rubbings.
Don't ask for reasons, I just want them to disappear from this world completely.
Oh, by the way, act naturally. That little brat will make you no longer afraid of the fur tribe in a short period of time, but because of the historical text, it is impossible for them to relax their vigilance against the navy, so... Come on, bracket smile.
What is "bracket laughter"
Can't you just draw the expression? !
:) Like this, do you understand? !
Smoker's mouth twitched, he thought for a moment, put the paper ball next to the cigar, and took a deep breath.
Seeing the bright red sparks swallowing up the writing, Smoker casually threw the ashes into the sea.
Ron is definitely not coveting the "one piece" of the great secret treasure, Smoker is very sure of this. After all, he didn't even pay attention to the historical text he found from the Big Mom Pirates.
"Disperse and converge uncertain factors, don't put all your eggs in one basket... As expected of you, General Canglong."
Smoker grinned.
There is no doubt that what Smoker saw through the note was the fact that Ron did not trust the World Government... In his eyes, whether Rafdru was found by the pirates or by the government, it was a bad thing.
That's a coincidence, Smoker... thinks so too!
call…
After blowing out a long smoke ring, Smoker raised his head with firm eyes and looked at the ugly and cute... dragon that jumped up from the paper over there
"Don't worry, General! This mission...even if it costs my life, I will definitely complete it!"
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"Until the marshal calms down, I can't leave the headquarters during this period... So you have to take the lead, Dongte!"
"How do you expect me to take the lead? Recently, I am so busy that I only sleep three hours a day. I go to bed at 4 a.m., and sometimes get up at 5 a.m., and my exhaustion is carried over to the next day. The doctor said I am abnormal."
Dongte complained in a faint tone.
"I thought it would be easy to follow you before. After all, we have so many allies... Now, I really feel regretful."
Tezzolo is a very important member of their team, not only in terms of money, but more importantly in terms of power.
As a man who owns 20% of the world's Baileys, his business is spread all over the world, and his eyes are filled with black and white eyeliners that are countless. The two of them, one in the open and the other in the dark, worked together to build the tightest intelligence network for Ron.
Now that Tezzolo is dead, although Ron has secretly controlled its assets and Wulaoxing has turned a blind eye to this, this intelligence work falls entirely on Dongte alone.
"Being able to be 007 is a blessing."
Ron said righteously: "Many people try hard but can't find a way. You are lucky, and I will not abandon any brother who works hard with me."
Dongte: "... Look at the shape of my mouth *￥%#!"
Ron: "..."
"Enough talking, this period is not easy for everyone, you, me, Fujitora, and Luo."
"This time Garp was defeated by me. Whether it is Marshal Akainu or the Five Old Stars, they probably have some guesses in their hearts... The Marshal is okay, after all, I have given him countless vaccinations, and the Five Old Stars, and the Five Old Stars That gentleman is a barrier we cannot get around."
When talking about business, Dongte calmed down and asked seriously: "What do you want me to do?"
In response, Ron calmly took out his cigar, lit it, and took a deep breath.
"I sent someone to mail you a piece of life paper. Take it to Dorag. Send the rest of the things together. It's written in the document. Just remember to take care of the beginning and end."
Dongte: "... Oh, it's a mission to find someone! There is also a paper of life to lead the way, that's quite simple... What a ghost!"
"What did you say?!!!"
"Don't be so loud. Have you forgotten that I am a man who has worked part-time as the director of Impel Down City for three months?"
Ron grumbled and pulled the receiver away, then laughed.
"With my Skynet methods, do you think the so-called lv.5.5 can really hide it from me?"
"Hiss..."
Hearing this, Dongte took a breath.
More than once, he raised his estimate of this man in his heart, but every time, the other person refreshed his understanding.
Dongte not only doubted that everything he was exposed to so far was really everything this man had prepared
It is indeed an existence that can make the whole world tremble just by scheming the city!
Dongte was in awe at this moment.
"You mean to say that this time Dorag escaped from prison, you were actually cooperating with each other? No wonder they seized control of the Gate of Justice so easily!"
"No, Dorag just confirmed what I did by taking his nails and hair. We only stayed on the basis of spiritual friendship on this kind of thing, and never talked about it openly..."
"So the jailbreak is just their personal behavior. At most, I have the crime of not reporting what I knew."
Ron shook his head slowly and grinned: "But even so, it's enough."
The enemy of my enemy is my friend. As the former leader of the Revolutionary Army, Smoker knows what he should do better than his personal hatred.
He had never wanted to do that before, don't forget the reason why he was imprisoned... But Garp's death made him understand that everything would be irreversible if he just waited for death.
Men, there are always one or two things that are above your dreams.
"Oh, have we reached a consensus? It's okay even though we haven't even said a word?"
Dong Te sighed.
I really can’t understand this kind of communication at the leadership level.
"So... be careful. I'm not sure if he will kill you to vent his anger. From his refusal to take back the position of leader and let Sabo come forward, it can be seen that he is unwilling to discredit the Revolutionary Army."
Only when what you have to do is unclean will you deliberately avoid the treasures you cherish.
Because of love, I stay away.
Dongte was startled, then laughed.
"The user with hurricane fruit ability, a top powerhouse whose strength is not inferior to that of a general, Monkey D Dorag..."
"I really want to try what his blood tastes like!"
Hearing this, Ron blinked: "Did you find the Seven Star Sword?"
"Uh, not yet, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, just ask."
Dongte: "..."