Jones glanced at Klaur, who was standing behind Chi Yeben, with a cold and hypocritical smile on his handsome face. He was a carbon copy of Yarlin.
"Their deaths are all counted on Golden Lion Shiki's head!" Jones felt that something was amiss, but since he had already stood behind Yarlin, he naturally wouldn't say anything. He was just dissatisfied with Klaur because he didn't receive any news beforehand, and he was also a little scared by Klaur's ruthlessness, but he wouldn't jump out and expose him.
He pursed his lips and observed the conference room. Chi Yeben's words were like ripples in stagnant water, and whispers could be heard in the eerie and deathly silent atmosphere.
These were smart people who doubted the news of the "deaths". They were whispering to each other. Chi Yeben didn't stop them after he finished speaking. He just lowered his head expressionlessly and looked at the polished surface of the table, as if there was a profound philosophy hidden in it.
"Klaur, is the news that Colonel Chi Yeben said true?"
A captain whispering couldn't help but walk past Chi Yeben and ask Klaur.
In the whole conference room, only Klaur was a lieutenant colonel, and he was the only one who maintained a standing posture quietly. However, smart people knew that Klaur's words carried a lot of weight in the club, because behind him was Colonel Yarlin, who originally established the club.
"Too bad you're not smart enough!"
Jones raised his eyes and glanced at the captain who questioned him. He sneered in his heart. The truly smart people in this conference room didn't say anything during the whole process. They didn't participate in the whispers and discussions. At most, they would exchange glances with each other, and then quickly look away.
"Are you suspecting that the club's information is wrong, or are you doubting Colonel Chi Yeben's words?" Klaur stared at the captain who asked the question, and the captain's information immediately appeared in his mind.
He was familiar with the detailed information of all the captains in the East Sea. He habitually adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his movements gentle and elegant. However, Jones was familiar with Crowe's little movements. His heart trembled as he knew that Crowe had the intention to kill!
"Because of Golden Lion Shiki, the entire East Blue has fallen into turmoil. Dozens of Naval Branch and Islands have been destroyed and sunk in a row. The majesty of our Navy has disappeared, so the pirates who usually have their tails between their legs dare to unite and bring disaster to East Blue under the banner of Golden Lion!" Crowe had already prepared a draft in his heart and said faintly: "It was in this bad situation that Hu Qi and other colonels were attacked by crazy pirates and unfortunately buried in the sea."
"With so many empty seats, it means that more than half of the Marine Captains in the East China Sea are dead. Isn't that strange?" Several other Marine Captains echoed.
Their words were full of sarcasm. They were saying that the Marines had bad intentions and were secretly eradicating dissidents. They were just putting the blame on Golden Lion's head.
Crowe indifferently glanced at the Marine Captains who were talking, and then glanced at the other Marine Captains who were looking at each other in silence. He took out a cigarette box from his pocket, tapped it, and took out a cigarette. He skillfully lit it and slowly exhaled. His voice was hoarse and cold: "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!"
"My words are a bit rough, but the absence of so many captains really shocked everyone." A fierce-looking Marine Captain's face twitched as he squeezed out a bright smile at Crowe: "It's all because of Golden Lion Shiki. To be honest, we are really afraid that one day an island will fall from our heads and smash us into a pancake."
"Rosterna, Captain of the 91st branch, fierce and irritable, a little slippery …" Crowe glanced at him, and a detailed information immediately appeared in his mind. He blew out a smoke ring and didn't say anything.
"Those vacant Marine Captains may not be dead. Maybe some of them are too scared to come. After all, our East China Sea Navy is poor. We can't compare with the elite soldiers of the Headquarters. Golden Lion Shiki once destroyed half of Marin Fando. If we gather together and force our way in, in the eyes of Admiral Akainu, we won't even have enough weight as cannon fodder."
Looking fiercely at the Marine Captains who nodded, his voice suddenly became louder. He said to Klaus in a deep voice: "In the past two years, the benefits that the club has brought to everyone are indeed rich, but we didn't take it for nothing. We all worked hard, so if the club intends to take everyone together to avoid the impact of this war, then we are all willing to continue to work together. Even if we take a step back, after Admiral Akainu kills Shiki, East Blue will still rely on us to maintain order and operate."
Klaus picked up a gold-plated ashtray from the table and flicked the ashtray into it. "What if it's not the case?"
Rosterna was at a loss for words. His face showed a slight trace of anger. He gritted his teeth and replied: "Those who are willing to follow the club's ass and risk their lives to fight Admiral Akainu for a great achievement, we naturally admire them in our hearts and dare not stop them. But those of us who know our place and don't have the heart and courage to do so, how about we retreat and run for our lives?"
Being afraid of death is naturally part of the reason, but another reason is that these Marine Captains themselves are not on Sakazuki's side.
Of course, this doesn't matter to Crowe. After today, there will only be one faction left in East China Sea.
"When the nest is overturned, how can there be eggs intact?" Crowe faintly blew out the last smoke ring and put out the cigarette in the ashtray. His white gloves grasped the ashtray and took it towards Rosterna. "If the entire East China Sea becomes a pirate's paradise, where can there be a Marine's shelter? Are you planning to take off your uniform and become a pirate? "
"How can Admiral Akainu lose to Golden Lion?" Roste looked at the approaching Crowe and felt a chill down his spine. "If we really lose, then we can take off our uniforms and become pirates!" Roste thought to himself.
"Gather in the Club, everyone huddle together for warmth. In this time of crisis, there may be a way to survive. Otherwise, I'm afraid we will die without a burial place. Why can't you understand the Club's good intentions?" Crowe sighed, his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He didn't wait for Rosterna to open his mouth to speak again. With one hand, he grabbed Rosterna's neck and slammed him on the table. With the other hand, he raised the ashtray and slammed it on the back of Rosterna's head.
Frantic, Roste tried to struggle free, but he felt an iron grip on his neck. His head was plastered to the cold table, unable to move. He felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, as if his brain had been shattered. His vision went black, and he fell into darkness ….
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