"That's right, after all, a pirate's words can't win the trust of the Headquarters!" Yarlin nodded and agreed with Teach's words.
That shameless face made Teach feel so stifled that he almost vomited blood. However, he was a flexible person. As long as his plan could be carried out smoothly, it didn't matter how it started or who carried it out.
There was no need for him to be the initiator of the war. In fact, having Ya Erlin submit the plan to the Marine Headquarters would make it easier for him to hide himself. It would make it easier for him to sneak in and grab the most tempting piece of cake!
As long as the plan was eventually adopted by the Headquarters, then … Teach was sure to pick the fruit of victory and become the biggest winner behind the scenes, replacing Whitebeard's position as the legend of the new era, and even surpassing the pirate king Roger!
"Once Whitebeard dies, as the one who submitted this plan to the headquarters," Teach said enticingly, "this great contribution is enough to dye the star on your shoulder red!"
"Well, it sounds like a win-win plan, I can't seem to find a reason to refuse!" The smile on Yarlin's face became more and more brilliant, but the words that came out of his white teeth suddenly turned cold and vicious to the extreme, "But, what about the lives of my men?"
"You …" Teach's face sank.
"Dead people are also valuable!" Yarlin spat out a mouthful of turbid air, his tone was full of thought-provoking deep meaning. His indifferent eyes swept past Teach and locked on Van Oka, "Such an important cooperation must be cautious, we can't sow the seeds of discord at the beginning!"
"What do you think?" Yarlin turned back to look at Teach and asked with a blank expression.
Silence!
There was a deathly silence!
The atmosphere suddenly became gloomy and cold, Van Oka met Teach's eyes, his heart was inexplicably cold, the root of his tongue was a little stiff as if it was frozen.
"All of this is fate's arrangement!" Teach looked at his opponent's broken arm. The twisted arm and the broken musket were intertwined together like two pieces of trash. Even if they were taken apart, it would be hard to restore them to their original state.
A chill ran up his spine from the soles of his feet, and the hair on the back of his neck stood on end. Van Oka seemed to have understood Teach's decision. He looked at Poison Q with a pleading look in his eyes.
Poison Q also felt a chill in his heart. He opened his mouth anxiously, as if he wanted to say that he could heal Van Oka's arm. However, when the words reached his mouth, he could only gasp for air. The wound on his severed throat burst open, and solidified black blood spurted out.
"Don't worry, I know what you mean. It's all fate's decision. I'll make sure Fan Oka dies without any pain." Teach understood Poison Q's intention. He raised his palm and covered Van Oka's mangled skull. The twisted and intertwined Dark Water Ripples flowed into the other party's body through the strangeness.
"Everyone has to die. They have to die at the most valuable moment. Only then can they shine brightly. Van Oka, you will understand my decision." Teach looked down at the other party's bulging and hideous eyeballs without blinking. He lowered his voice as if he was comforting the other party, but also as if he was explaining to Poison Q and himself, "When Whitebeard Edward Newgate takes his last breath, I will remember your contribution!"
If using the life of a subordinate in exchange for the smooth implementation of the plan, then in Marshall D. Teach's heart, Van Oka's death was worth it!
Killing people was not a burden to him, whether it was the enemy or his own people. Everything was to irrigate the unquenchable ambition and desire in his heart!
As the Dark Water Ripples flowed in, Van Oka's fleshy face was tainted black. The vitality in his body was completely cut off. He swung his hand and threw the corpse to Yarlin as if it was a piece of garbage. His eyes flashed with a fierce light as he said word by word, "Even!"
Three simple words, but it seemed to contain countless unspoken brutality. What Teach was really thinking was, "First, we'll cooperate and carry out this plan. In the end, I'll get what I want. Then, I'll take everything back with interest!"
"Ruthless!"
Yarlin praised in his heart. His toes touched the fresh corpse under his feet. In his heart, he unconsciously increased the danger level of Blackbeard Teach. At the same time, he maliciously said, "Unfortunately, you don't know that dead people are also valuable!"
After fiddling with Van Oka's body for a while, just when Teach was getting impatient, a smile bloomed on Arlen's face. He gave Teach a thumbs up with his left hand and praised him: "You are a person who pays attention to details, and I'm not that narrow-minded. In that case, let's forget about the previous misunderstanding. I accept your cooperation, and this grand plan will appear in the high-level meeting of the Marine Headquarters!"
"No!" Ya Erlin paused for a moment, then added, "I will explain this grand plan to General Akainu Sakaski at the right time to ensure that this plan will be carried out smoothly!"
"Akainu!" Teach's eyes lit up. In the Marine Headquarters, Sakasaki was indeed the most likely person to resolutely implement this plan.
"Of course, I'll mention your name and request in the report. If everything goes well." Yarlin has never been stingy with empty checks, "I think the Marine Headquarters will reward you with the title of Shichibukai. Of course, the premise is that there will be a vacancy at that time!"
"That's good!"
Teach nodded. The two of them discussed some other details before Teach turned around and left with Poison Q.
From beginning to end, Teach didn't ask for Van Oka's body, and Poison Q didn't ask about the spreading black spots on his wound. In fact, he couldn't open his mouth, and Yarlin wouldn't take the initiative to say it. He just quietly watched the backs of the two gradually disappear into the night.
After a long time, after confirming that Blackbeard was far away, Yarlin reached out and pierced Van Oka's back with his palm. The black lines flowed in and pierced the heart that had stopped beating, as if re-injecting the vitality of life.
Thump!
In the dull heartbeat, the broken gun shell on the arm was strangely swallowed by the healing muscles. The twisted arm and the special gun merged into one, making his long arm look like a long gun, and the palm of his hand cracked open with a dark gun hole.
"There are unexpected changes, so you can't underestimate the value of the dead!" Yarlin looked at the transformed Van Oka and smiled, "Van Oka, that's your name … Well, continue to use your name when you were alive, and remember who killed you!"
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