I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

"Buy clone soldiers?" Wu Laoxing understood what Jia Zhi meant.

"Yes, it's just buying." Excellent businessmen are good at displaying their products, magnifying the advantages and extending the characteristics of the products, and Jiaji is no exception: "Its strength is enough to compare with the expedition veterans who shine in the new world We, there will be no phenomenon of ordinary guards leaving their posts without authorization."

He paused to bring to the table the most attractive and alluring side of the product.

The chief scientist of Germa Kingdom, who had worked with Vegapunk on research, just smiled mysteriously:

"Absolute loyalty!"

"Loyalty..." the five consuls chewed on the words that Gage emphasized emphatically.

Undoubtedly, in the eyes of high-ranking people and world aristocrats who possess almost all the power in the world, money and status are just things that are easily available.

These heavenly dragons, who call themselves creators, can manipulate and play with these external things at will. The priceless devil fruits are just toys for servants and subordinates. The huge amount of heavenly gold paid by more than 150 alliance countries every year is enough to meet all the food in the Holy Land of Mary Joa. wearability.

Accompanied by the guards of the holy land when traveling, the world government and the navy headquarters' highest combat power-the admiral is an amulet with extraordinary deterrent power in their hands.

Seems to have everything in the world, except, loyalty.

In the suspicious eyes of those in power, even the Navy Headquarters, which belongs to its own camp, is still an object of implicit suppression and containment of divisions.

The powerful navy is the reassurance of the five old stars.

But the high-level combat power of the navy is also the biggest heart disease of the five old stars.

Of course they know that the navy has never been loyal to the Tianlong people, because the navy is loyal to order.

And the reason why they obey the Tianlong people's dispatch arrangement is only because-the world government is currently the largest international organization that is old but still operates under the order system.

As he spoke, Gage began to explain the principle of his product: "As long as the blood of the Commander is dripped into the embryo, the mature bodies of these clone soldiers will always be the only one whose life is from..."

Wu Laoxing's reaction was faster: "Then is this drop of blood the only control channel?"

"That's natural, I can give five hundred soldiers to come over for various tests." The great scientist of Vinsmoke nodded repeatedly: "As for obedience, you can find Vegapunk to test. As long as the blood of the Tianlong people is dripped, Then even I, the maker, can't do anything."

The Five Old Stars exchanged glances with each other. They have CP0 as their backing, and they are not afraid of these puppet soldiers' betrayal.

But if these clone soldiers are really as good as the other party described, there is no need for these ordinary guards: "Withdraw some of the guards and replace them with clone soldiers to see the effect."

Although Wu Laoxing gave the order in this way, his eyes were fixed on Jia Zhi's old face.

Such painstaking efforts to promote their own products, and even give them away like big gift packages, if there is no demand, they will really doubt their intentions.

Sure enough, Jia Zhi changed the subject: "I think you all have heard that I had some unpleasant troubles with His Majesty, the new King of the Magnetic Drum Kingdom."

Although the patriarch of the Vinsmoke family spoke very implicitly, almost to the point, he didn't complain about the cause, process and result of the whole thing.

But how developed and dense is the intelligence network of the world government?

The five old stars exchanged glances with each other, and they can roughly guess why Jiazhi gave the world government a lot of benefits.

[Unhappy?] The blond old man chuckled and shook his head, do they know the truth of the incident!

Since the successful transformation, the Vinsmoke family has not been shut down in the medical field for a long time.

Kingdoms may not be interested in arms trading and mercenary troops, but the medical field is almost always unfavorable in signing deals.

The introduction of excellent medical equipment, the entry of Dr. Germa's team to perform diagnosis or precision surgery for princes and nobles, and the cooperative training of medical talents are three qualities that any king with a brain is willing to accept.

Just bumped into the freak of the new king Walpo, all the agreements signed with the old king were invalidated, and the cooperation between the two parties broke up unhappy.

"I hope that the world government can receive a letter to facilitate the re-opening of Drum Kingdom to Germa." Gaji stated his conditions in a loud voice.

The white-haired old man gently put the teacup back on the saucer, seemingly turning a deaf ear to the proposal. The Vinsmoke family would plan to use 500 free clone soldiers to make the world government issue a statement from the document level. Wouldn't it be too small to underestimate the worth of the Holy Land Mary Joa?

Seeing the unmoved look of the five old stars, Jiazhi laughed sassyly: "If the world government orders clone soldiers in the future, the Kingdom of Germa will buy them at the ex-factory price.

sell. "

Compared with the small meaning of 500 soldiers, the discount involving decades or even hundreds of years in the future can indeed be regarded as a big favor.

However, the five old stars still did not let go, and upheld a serious and businesslike attitude, but the meaning contained in the words of the politicians was greater: "Just as the navy must not interfere in the internal affairs of the allies and the rules and regulations, the world government must not It is impossible to authorize the affiliated countries in writing to order the other country to open commercial channels for another country."

The blond-haired and brown-skinned old man paused for a while, giving Jiazhi enough world to absorb and buffer the information in their conversation: "Your Majesty Jiazhi, do you understand what we mean?"

The old and cunning king of the war house understood: "Of course, but I am just a businessman.

Besides, the Drum Kingdom has always been known as a medical power, and I have been fascinated by it for a long time. It's a pity that His Majesty Walpo closed the country and treated my goodwill as a piece of waste paper. "

"You want to?" Wulaoxing could hear Jia Zhi's implication. However, they also understand this kind of psychology quite well. Turning a blind eye is the normal state of the world government.

Gaji seemed very respectful, without the airs that the image of a king should have, and completely substituted himself into the role of a businessman.

His right hand wearing a white silk engraved glove was slowly attached to his left chest, his waist was slightly tilted, and he bowed slightly:

"I just want to do business with King Walpo."

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PS: At 21:11 on December 15, 2018, an elder relative in the family: a generation of Sichuan opera master, Lan Guanglin passed away.

The true inheritor of the quintessence of the country, half of the famous Sichuan opera masters have studied under him.

Her voice and smile seemed to be still in the past, but unfortunately things have changed.

Grandpa Lan, have a good journey

Mourning Blue Visiting the Elderly Post

The first time I met Grandpa Lan was when I was a teenager.

At the second aunt's wedding, the thin old man was sitting in danger, waiting for his sons and daughters to bring him a cup of fragrant tea.

He once joked with me: If you have time, go learn two-handed singing from him so that you can show your face at school.

Last winter, my family and I drove to Panzhihua City to visit Grandpa Lan, who was recuperating in the hospital.

This year, his old man turned back to Chengdu to take care of his body. In fact, he was notified of critical illness by the hospital a few months ago.

But he relied on his tenacious will to fight against the illness and fought hard.

Last weekend, it was his grandson's (my brother's) 100th birthday party for the newborn, something he'd been raving about weeks before.

Unexpectedly, he could no longer leave the life-support machine, and the old man felt very regretful lying on the hospital bed.

In the blink of an eye, another seven days were approaching, and when he heard the bad news, he knew that Grandpa Lan was exhausted.

Who is the blue light coming to?