"In addition, the punishment of Lo Chen!"
Speaking of this, Kong paused, and his expression was slightly stagnant.
"Arrest him, search for him, still can't give up, issue a warrant."
"Let's set the bounty at 150 million!"
This war made the Marine thoroughly recognize the strength and threat of Lo Chen. His strength fluctuates and is very unstable, but at the same time, once it breaks out, it is more terrible than an Admiral.
Such a guy, concealing his identity, it is impossible to solve it in a short time. Therefore, Sengoku's previous plan to hide his identity has lost its effectiveness. So, Kong did not hesitate to adopt the second plan.
"The secret of his identity must not be disclosed without authorization, and the blow to his power must be further."
"As Sengoku said just now, this person's strength is uncertain. Once he is weak, then it will be our opportunity."
"Finally, as I just said, the disposal of the 4,000 rebels must be accelerated and solved as soon as possible!"
"Remember what I said, as soon as possible!"
Kong's face was serious, and his words were sonorous, like the sound of gold and iron.
The expressions of the officers present also became serious as they pondered silently.
Soon, the meeting was over, and the Marines withdrew one after another.
One figure after another walked out of the conference room. Sengoku's eyes moved, he looked at the figure in front of him and quickened his pace to follow.
After a few steps, he walked side by side with the predecessor.
"Garp, don't think I don't know the purpose of you letting Aokiji go."
Sengoku's voice was very low and serious.
"Ah? What are you talking about? "Garp replied with a puzzled face.
"In this battle, Aokiji went easy. Don't think I don't know."
"In other words, you indirectly helped that kid a lot."
"But, have you considered the matter in the Navy?"
Sengoku said in a heavy tone.
"Sengoku."
Suddenly, Garp's figure stopped and stood there motionless. His expression also became serious.
Different from his usual carelessness, Garp at this time had a majestic momentum.
"What I promised, I will do anyway."
"This is a man's promise!"
Face to face, Garp said such a sentence to Sengoku with a very serious expression.
After two sentences, Garp turned and left.
Sengoku stood there alone, clenching his fists and showing a trace of anger on his face.
If this fellow continued to cause trouble like this, he would destroy himself!
Looking up at Garp again, Garp's figure had disappeared. Sengoku waved his fist fiercely and strode forward.
After a few steps, he saw a figure leaning against the wall at the corner.
"Dolag?"
Sengoku looked at him doubtfully.
"Hehe."
Dolag nodded at him with a smile and then left.
With an ugly look on his face, Sengoku sped up and left quickly.
This brat was also restless. Did he really think that he could not detect the things he had done secretly? It was only because of Karp that he did not expose him.
"What a daring fellow! Aren't you afraid of losing your head?"
He muttered to himself. Thinking of his old friend, he felt a headache coming on.
The father is like this, the son is also like this, this family is really restless, are they sure not sent by God to the Marine?
The conversation between Sengoku and Garp was heard by Dorag, who was standing in the corner. Others might not be able to do anything about the two of them secretly chatting, but he could easily get the information he wanted.
With the Marine's crowd out, Dorag returned to his office a few minutes later.
Sitting in the chair in front of his desk, he opened the information on the table.
This was a data book about five centimeters thick. There was no text on it, but some collected photos.
Every picture was dripping with blood. The pictures on the information booklet seemed to have interpreted all kinds of evil in the world. All the extreme evil that human beings can do can be clearly seen in this picture book.
His eyes were indifferent as he began to turn the picture book.
On the first page, Dorag's expression was still calm, but then the second page, the third page, until the last fifty or sixty pages.
As he scanned through these bloody pictures, his chest began to rise and fall, and his face turned red.
Even his eyes were bloodshot.
This was caused by anger. Looking at these bloody pictures, an unknown fire burned in Dorag's heart.
"Celestial Dragons!"
Finally, Dorag slammed the table and closed his eyes.
After a long time, Dorag's face recovered, and his breathing calmed down.
He exhaled a long breath as if he was spitting out the anger in his chest.
This nameless picture book recorded all kinds of bad deeds done by Celestial Dragons to civilians and even senior officials. Its blood and cruelty, even people like him who are accustomed to fighting can't stand it.
At the back of the picture book, there are all kinds of heinous crimes committed by the world government at this time.
"This world is sick!"
Dolag said in a low voice.
After a while, a black owl suddenly flew in from the open window in the office.
The owl flapped its wings, and after a few flashes, it came to Dorag.
Dorag reached out and took a note from the owl's claws.
Opening it, there was a line of black words written on the note.
"Everything is ready, please arrange it."
Only then did a smile appear on Dorag's face.
"Since no one wants to innovate, then let me start."
"Get rid of the old and bring in the new. Let the rotten world be nailed to its coffin and sleep!"
Dorag's right hand trembled slightly, and the white paper seemed to be divided by an invisible force and suddenly split into countless small fragments. Soon, the small dark words were completely unclear.
Walking to the window, Dorag spread his right hand and let the wind take away the fragments of the paper.
Then, Dorag dialed the Den Den Mushi.
The Den Den Mushi connected, but there was no sound from the other side. Dorag was not in a hurry, he sat there and waited quietly.
Five seconds later, four rhythmic knocks came from the Den Den Mushi.
Durag stretched out his index finger and tapped the Den Den Mushi three times.
Then, the Den Den Mushi hung up.
After all this was done, Dorag stood up and stretched with a big smile on his face. He turned around and collected the layers of information on the table. After putting them away, he slowly left the place.
Time passed quietly, and the undercurrent was also surging.
On the south blue sea, thousands of miles away from the Marine headquarters, an ordinary wooden ship was slowly sailing.
"Captain, are you ready? I'm so hungry that my chest is touching my back. "
Jason's complaints could be heard clearly.
"Meow."
The Young Lord also cried anxiously.
PS: I'm stupefied to find out that I'm stuck. I've changed this chapter countless times. In the new week, the brothers sent out recommendations. The people from Kevin were all glass hearted.
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