On the warship, Commander Mouse and Croop had just finished discussing the deal, when suddenly an angry voice sounded.
"You, how dare you!"
Bellumaire jumped onto the deck and pointed at Mouse's nose and scolded.
Commander Mouse was stunned at first, but when he saw Berrummel's appearance, he smiled and waved his hand to signal the other Marines to put away their weapons.
"Oh, Berrummel, it turned out to be you." Commander Mouse's moustache swayed in the wind: "I haven't seen you for so many years, I didn't expect to meet you here."
He and Berrummel were in the same batch of Marines. They joined the army together, trained together, and participated in the war of the Oicot Kingdom ten years ago.
But the only difference was that Berrummel disappeared after that war, and he was promoted to warrant officer because of his military service.
Berrummel's face was angry: "Since you recognize me, you should know my ability. When you were talking with him on the deck, I saw it from the shore. "
"As a former comrade-in-arms, I advise you, it's not too late to turn back. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite! "
Mouse laughed heartily and walked over, wanting to hug Berumel's shoulder like he did in the past, but Berumel dodged him.
"Of course I know your ability. If it wasn't for your ability, I wouldn't have been able to make such a contribution."
Commander Mouse's words made Berrummel startled. She didn't understand what the connection between her and the other party's military service was.
"Who is she?" Croop looked at Berrummel, his face showing vigilance.
Commander Mouse narrowed his eyes, and he looked more like a mouse.
He said: "She was a former comrade-in-arms of this Commander, and she's good at reading lips."
"Lip reading!" Croop looked at Berrummel: "It seems that you know what we just talked about."
A murderous aura spread out from Croop's body and oppressed Berrummel.
"Aiyaya, we're all on the same side. There's no need to be like this." Lieutenant Colonel Mouse looked at Berrummel and pointed in the direction of the village. "This village is your hometown, right? How about this, let's cooperate. You lead the villagers and help the fishman friends manage this island."
"As for the money, I'll personally give you 10%. What do you think?" Mouse's face showed an expression that said, "For your sake."
Croobby did not interrupt, waiting for Berrummel's decision.
They did need some manpower to help manage this island. Moreover, they didn't need to share the profits, so why not?
Berrummel felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She felt her whole body turn cold.
"Aren't you afraid that the Marine Headquarters will find out?" She asked this question.
"Hahahaha!" Mouse looked at Berrummel with a mocking gaze, "Berrummel, my old friend, you are still as naive as you were ten years ago."
"The Headquarters is busy dealing with the increasing number of pirates on the Grand Line. There is no time to take care of these trivial matters."
Small matter!
Berrummel felt that her cognition was about to collapse.
There are tens of thousands of people on the island, and he called this a small matter!
"And I'm doing this to maintain peace and order. As long as we rule strictly, we can put an end to the appearance of pirates, right?"
Berrummel didn't know how to describe her mood at this time. She just pointed to Croobby with a trembling finger. "So, you are cooperating with pirates to prevent more pirates from appearing?"
Ridiculous, it's ridiculous.
Mouse looked helpless and squinted at Berrummel. "You shouldn't have heard of the name 'Shichibukai'. Even the Marine Headquarters can cooperate with pirates. Why can't I?"
Boom!
Berrummel felt that her mind was in chaos, as if something had broken.
That was the dream she had been carefully guarding.
In Cocoa West Village, Sigo, who couldn't find Nami and others, was murderous.
"If you dare to touch them, I will send you on your way now!"
Sigo was not only angry because of Nami and others, but also because of the ubiquitous fate.
The feeling of fate's existence is getting stronger and stronger, and obviously, it will be stronger in the future.
It's not because Sigo is strong that he can feel the existence of fate.
It's purely because he has foresight and knows the original trajectory of fate, so he will be aware of it.
The last time he was in the Seven Cities, under various coincidences, he almost didn't have time to save Tom.
If he didn't have the super fast speed of the Dog Paddle, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to catch up.
After all, in the Seven Cities, no ship can match the speed of the sea train.
Now it's the same, Sigo has met Hachi ahead of time.
With the help of Hachi, he came to Cocoa West Village ahead of time and saw Berrummel's mother and daughter.
What was supposed to be a sure thing, there was another accident.
"Do you want me to die in the stomach of the Offshore King!" Sigo was very angry and rushed straight in the direction of the refugees.
At this time, the Fish-Men were deliberately driving everyone in the direction of Cocoa West Village. Arlong stood on the thirty-six-meter-high head of Manatee Moo-Moo and looked down at the frantically fleeing people: "Scared hahaha, run away, run away, where can you weak humans escape to? You can't even breathe underwater, what an inferior race. "
Arlong deliberately drove everyone in the direction of Cocoa West Village, or to be precise, to the coast where the Navy warship was docked.
There are more than twenty villages on this island, and he is not interested in collecting protection fees like a small gangster, going to the door one by one to collect protection fees, just like begging.
In addition, and most importantly, he wants to completely drag Lieutenant Colonel Mouse into the water.
With so many people as witnesses, the other party can only cooperate with him in the future and can't get away.
Looking at the people shrouded in fear, Arlong became even more excited.
He seemed to have seen the establishment of the Arlong Empire.
"Huh?"
Just as Arlong was thinking about the future, he suddenly saw a person standing in the air with Geppō (Moonwalk).
Looking down at himself, the indifference and contempt in his eyes were like a god looking at ants crawling on the ground.
This kind of gaze made Arlong extremely disgusted. He thought of the gaze of his father when he was abandoned in Fishman Street when he was a child: "Who are you?"
Sigo did not answer, but slowly walked towards Arlong with Geppō (Moonwalk).
"Moo!"
Manatee Moo-Moo was fierce, and at the same time, he opened his huge mouth and wanted to swallow Sigo.
Hum — —
Sigo didn't even look at him, and his Haoshoku Haki directly shrouded him.
"Don't move." Sigo said faintly, and Moo-Moo, who wanted to turn around and run away, suddenly stopped and did not dare to make any more movements.
That was the breath of the 'King', which he once felt from a Sea King that was much smaller than him.
Although the small Sea King was only more than ten meters long, his eyes were blood-red that he had never seen before.
Now, he once again felt the breath of the King in this human being who just looked at him and couldn't help but want to attack him.
Arlong felt the fear of Moo-Moo, and the look on his face became dignified.
Under his astonished gaze, Xi Ge's gaze had already landed on Moo-Moo.
He said nothing and slowly walked towards Arlong.
Just walking, he raised his foot and put the slippers in his hand.
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