Burn the world from pirates

The sea breeze blew by, and only a few feathers were curled up where the albatross was lurking just now.

The Flame Photographer who followed the boss returned to the original place and looked at the traces of struggling claws on the ground in silence.

Nothing will happen to your boss, right?

But at the same time, I comforted myself that the president’s ability was enough to dance in dangerous places.

Surviving for so many years shows that he still has some powerful methods. Unless the two top forces, the World Government or the Revolutionary Army, want to capture him, there is only a slight possibility.

According to his understanding of the World Government, his old employer, that group of people are still following the president's buttocks.

When it comes to hiding whereabouts, the professionalism of journalists cannot be underestimated.

And this is the territory of the Cross Guild, and the revolutionary army's tentacles have not yet reached out, so everything is normal.

Maybe the president has discovered some bigger news.

So he confidently lurked to other places and tried to take pictures.

Little did he know that his president was in a very bad situation at the moment.

Even the north, south, east, and west are not clear because he was put in a big cloth bag.

After a few struggles, he regained his composure after getting over the initial panic.

I only heard the constant sound of wind coming from the outside, which should be caused by high-speed friction with the air.

Through the cloth bag, I could feel a stream of water vapor that didn't smell like sea, so it might be between the clouds high in the sky.

Then it was Noah who was taking him to transfer positions.

If he was not killed immediately, it meant that there was still value in using him.

At this moment, Morgans felt a little relieved.

After a while, they must have entered a room, because there was no sea breeze but they heard some voices and the sound of tables and chairs moving.

There is a saying that if he didn't do journalism, Morgans would be a very advanced spy.

brush!

When the bag was opened, the dazzling light made him cover his eyes with his wings for a moment.

A shadow came from beside him, and he nervously used his wings to wrap around the unknown object.

It turns out to be a cloak. It seems that the revolutionary army is still very humane.

He turned around and put the cloak on himself to cover his feathers.

No one knows whether he is a bird turned into a man or a man turned into a bird.

But according to Morgans' daily decent dress, it would be an insult to the intelligent race to have no clothes to wear.

Out of respect and not wanting to feel a strange sense of voyeurism, Noah gave the other person a decent look.

Regardless of whether he was an enemy or not, such behavior still gained a lot of favor from Morgans.

After he got used to the light, he glanced around and saw, "Hey guys! The people here are of quite a high profile."

The person in charge is of course the legendary compassionate swordsman Himura Kenshin and the former executioner Battousai.

The burgundy hair, the calm expression, the cross scar on his cheek, and the sad story about him all attracted the attention of those on the sea.

He even became famous in the new world with his record of beating Ka Er with a single sword and fighting Big Mom with all his strength.

And after confirming his true identity, Morgans will not be surprised at all. The revolutionary lights have been suppressed to this extent.

Of course, I'm also a little envious. I'm envious that this guy's vest skills are really superb.

Standing next to the main seat is the legendary leader of the Four Emperors, the Clown Emperor Baki. He single-handedly ascended to the top of the Four Emperors, and was the mastermind behind the formation of the Hyde Alliance to attack the Red Earth Continent. He is also a direct descendant of the great One Piece.

successor.

Any one of the deeds is astonishing to the world, and makes people call the sea a new miracle.

Now he was smiling flatteringly at his mate.

That red nose looks so funny. But in fact, it is myself who is funny, and the whole sea. The whole world has been deceived by this clown.

The story about Bucky the Clown becoming Emperor was just throwing his IQ to the ground and trampling on it twice.

As for why the captain showed courtesy to the mate, of course it is normal. Who wouldn’t be afraid of such a mate?

There is no one in the whole sea who can show off his authority in front of this man.

Several other key members of the revolutionary army had already seen the wanted poster, so there was no need to express surprise because the other party had already spoken.

"President Morgans, we meet again."

Noah was in a good mood after seeing this big bird, mixed with the joy of seeing an old acquaintance and harvest.

"Oh~~Yes, I didn't expect your identity to be more shocking every time.

Do I know too much?"

The pessimism was so overwhelming that I couldn't control it at all.

"It's a bit much, you know, President.

We have been in contact with each other since 1506, and we have really been friends for more than ten years.

I don’t know why, but you seem to be very interested in my vest every time.

It’s been going on since the time of Adam, and I still get the suspicion every time, can you tell me why?”

Noah was really curious about this.

You can explain it with inspiration once, but you can detect some problems every time. Is this birdman too keen, or is there something wrong with his own vest design concept?

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. Each vest's identity has a beginning and an end, and the story has ups and downs and the plot is very interesting.

It is definitely an independent persona. Anyone who looks at it would have a hard time thinking that it is the vest of the same person.

It just so happened that I was caught this time and questioned in person. This is a very serious issue.

Regarding this question, Morgans also answered it very seriously.

Whether he lives or dies depends on the next few lines of dialogue.

He has not yet made his newspaper bigger and stronger, covering the whole sea.

He was unwilling to die at this time, and he saw that the sea was about to undergo earth-shaking changes.

It was the great war of 800 years. How could a top reporter like him miss this feast?

"Ahem, there are several reasons.

The first one is talent. None of your identities is a brainless character.

There are even some characters who are very outstanding in literary talent, such as Adam.

There are so many uneducated people in this sea, and there are very few people who can write such works that span the ages.

The things contained in these words are so terrifying and so contagious.

How could you not be curious about Adam's identity?"

Morgans admitted in his heart that the first reason was a bit ridiculous, mainly because he wanted to flatter Noah.

In terms of integrity, as a non-human race, he has a somewhat flexible moral bottom line, but it's not too much. It's all about living.

The effect was to get a half-smiling look from Noah. At the same time, his right hand was placed on the reverse blade knife at his waist.

"The second reason is that the stories of these characters are too full."

Morgans' desire to survive made him immediately understand what to say at this time, and the reason he gave really touched on Noah's confusion.

"The life of every identity is like the protagonist in a story. There are ups and downs, but the final outcome always leads to a bright future.

For example, you used to be the famous detective of the North Sea, the adventurer Moretti of the East China Sea, and your current identity of Himura Kenshin.