Marine’s Thunder God of One Piece

After the meeting adjourned, Zhan Guo went back with a gloomy expression to inform Wulaoxing of the situation.

Everyone knew in their hearts that no matter what Jason's real identity was, he had to be Gore D. Jason now!

Newspapers have already made their actions public, which has attracted widespread attention in the sea.

If you tell the world that they caught the wrong person at this moment, the navy will not be able to bear the blame.

Five old stars, let alone regret.

It will be an unprecedented blow to the authority of the government!

Warring States needs to make a plan to prevent those who know the truth from spreading rumors and slandering the government.

Shepat is over!

With such a big mistake, no matter how extensive the network is, it will not work. Perhaps suicide is the happiest enjoyment.

Waiting for the distraught Shepat to leave, in the corridor, Ron suddenly turned his head and asked, "General Aokiji, can I ask you a question?"

"Speaking……"

The latter rubbed his eyebrows tiredly and nodded.

"The deaths of the Anthonys... have something to do with you?"

Swish!

Light burst into tired eyes, Aokiji stopped his movements, looked at Ron seriously, the general's terrifying aura slowly dissipated, and said softly, "Why do you say that?"

Ron's heart froze for the aura of the green pheasant, and he encouraged the thunder cloud dragon pattern in his body to contend with it, his expression unchanged.

"As far as I know, the task of hunting down the posthumous son of the One Piece King on Batilila Island has always been on the head of the headquarters. Historical data clearly indicate that the headquarters has sent people to take action several times for this purpose."

"And the assassination team is responsible for doing this kind of dirty work."

Aokiji's pupils slowly narrowed a little.

After a while, he lowered his head: "So, the marshal actually knew it a long time ago?"

Those who were sent to assassinate Anthony and his wife were members of the assassination force, and all tasks of the assassination force, except for the commander in chief, were only qualified to be given by the marshal.

"No, what was listed was a list, and what he issued was an order that he would rather kill the wrong than let him go.

"

"So when it comes to individuals, the marshal probably doesn't have the time to pay attention."

Ron smiled slightly.

Sure enough, he guessed right.

The reason why the Anthony couple died suddenly is actually very simple.

Because their son and the possible posthumous son of One Piece Roger are too old. Coupled with the fact that the two lived in a simple place and had little involvement with the outside world, they were included in the list of suspects.

There are many names on the list, not only from Batherilla Island, but also from surrounding kingdoms, no-man's land, and even every island that Roger passed through on his way back to the South China Sea, there are people on the suspect list.

The role played by the assassination force is a murder weapon, a group of merciless executioners.

Rather kill the wrong one than let it go!

The bloodiness of these six words is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The mission has been going smoothly, and the other people on the list have been eliminated one after another, without even causing any waves in the sea, as if they didn't exist at all.

Until it was the turn of Anthony Jason, the son of Anthony and his wife in Batherilla, the mission had an accident.

They were stopped.

To be precise, it was not to stop them, but someone replaced them and completed the assassination mission ahead of schedule.

In the end, Anthony Jason cleared his suspicions, but as a price, the Anthonys closed their eyes forever.

that person……

It is the green pheasant!

"Ah la la, so you actually kept this matter on record?"

Aokiji rubbed the explosive head: "It's really hard for you Ron, so, what do you want to say?"

"Expose me to the marshal? Say I have something to do with One Piece?"

"No, it's because you did it that I believe they have nothing to do with Roger."

To Aokiji's surprise, Ron didn't mean that.

"You are a very principled man, General Aokiji."

"But your kindness may destroy you."

When justice and kindness go against each other, Aokiji will choose the latter.

After saying that, Ron glanced at the old man who appeared behind Aokiji, nodded, then turned and disappeared in place.

"This brat is getting more and more imposing!"

Garp smacked his lips and said with emotion.

"Assassination troops, don't you need this kind of momentum?"

Aokiji smiled and turned around: "Mr. Karp, are you here to look for me too?"

"Yes and no."

Garp looked around guiltily, and suddenly hooked his hand on Aokiji's shoulder, bending his tall and straight waist.

For his old boss, Aokiji really can't show the posture of a general to overwhelm him, so he can only bend down obediently and let him complete this action.

Putting his mouth close to Aokiji's mouth, Garp whispered, "I have something to ask you, Aokiji."

"Please, Mr. Karp."

"I know you have a mission and don't have time to participate in public executions, so..."

So and so, so and so.

After a while, Aokiji straightened up, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Lieutenant General Garp, do you think... this matter can really be hidden from the marshal?"

"How do you know if you don't try it? Do you want to watch me get scolded?!"

Yes, I think.

But Aokiji wouldn't say that, so he could only put it another way: "Okay, I'll keep an eye on it."

"Then I'm counting on you, Aokiji!"

Garp patted Aokiji's shoulder with "papapa", grinning.

Aokiji: "..."

Hey, take it easy!

The elementalization will be photographed by you!

...

After leaving the Marshal's office, Ron did not go far.

Dodging, on the first floor of the main fortress, Ron came to a very hidden gate and reached out his hand.

Zizi!

Weak current flowed into the mechanism through the metal door panel, and was supplemented by the current, and a card slot popped out on the door.

Ron took out his key and put it in the card slot, twisting it slightly.

Click...

The alloy door panels were pulled open to both sides, revealing a clean and white passage behind.

Follow the maze passage to reach the deepest part, and after verifying your identity again, the door finally opens.

"Commander!"

A tall, slightly thin man with short hair wearing a mask came to Ron, saluted and stood at attention.

Assassination team members, when they are not on missions, except for a few officers on the bright side, such as Zefa and Ron who can't hide at all, the rest are strictly ordered to wear masks.

And companions are not allowed to ask each other's real body, offenders will be punished as betrayal.

Looking at him, Ron nodded: "How about the materials I asked you to prepare?"

"It's all collected."

"Bring me to the office."

"Yes!"

Passing through the hall where the auction was held at the beginning, the second basement floor is a complex space. In the headquarters, only a few people know that besides the emergency underground ports in the headquarters, there is such a space.

The training rooms, lounges, warehouses, and reference rooms on each floor are packed like a honeycomb. The people coming and going are wearing animal masks, and they are like moving ghosts in white clothes. Say nothing.

Only when they saw Ron, these people would stop, nod or salute, to show respect.

This is the reorganized assassination unit!

A bunch of awesome white ghosts!

It is also the most powerful army held by Ron.

The light in the underground space is not dim, it is even like daytime, but standing here, looking at the silent and intensely moving white figure in front of you, an indescribable sense of oppression hits the brain, making people breathless.

Walking through the complicated passage, pushing the door and walking into his office, Ron sat on the sofa and lit a cigar.

It's absolutely safe here, so the masked man stretched out his hand, took off the fox mask with a strange smile on his face, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Phew, I'm suffocating."

"Lieutenant General, the comfort of the mask needs to be improved, can you report it to Mr. Vegapunk?"

Wearing a mask, it's okay for a short time, but after a long time, Dongte always feels suffocated.

"The CP organization hasn't expressed an opinion for hundreds of years, and you can't stand it in a few days?"

Ron glanced at him impatiently, and waved his hand: "Here are the documents."

"Yes!"

Shrugging, Dongte took out a stack of A4 papers and put them on the coffee table in front of Ron, stepped back and stood up and said.

"'Fire Fist' Ace, originally named Portgas D·Ace, is 20 years old now, his mother has been identified as Portgas D·Lujiu, a native of the South China Sea, his father is unknown..., died in 1501 due to unknown reasons On January 2nd of the beginning of the year, he was brought back for adoption by Lieutenant General Garp, went to sea three years ago, and was rescued by the red-haired Shanks after being arrested on the original Gaya Island.

Without knowing the original work, so many things can be investigated, including the Four Emperors, which shows the intelligence capabilities of the assassination troops.

But this is not the point, the point is the conclusion.

"therefore!"

A dark aura visible to the naked eye emerged from Dongte's body, and his icy cold eyes exuded endless murderous intent, causing the Qingquan sword on his waist to tremble continuously.

"We have enough reasons to suspect that 'Fire Fist' Ace is the posthumous son of Pirate King Roger!"

"But Lieutenant General Garp didn't report it, and adopted the navy's enemy, the evil blood without authorization!!"

"It can be regarded as treason!!"

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