New Marshal's Office.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, I really can't figure it out. Do you even interfere with Morgans? Marshal Ling Ye."

Kizaru raised the newspaper in his hand, full of shock.

Morgans, president of the World Economic News Agency, known as "Big News Morgans", is an absolute businessman and one of the underground kings.

As the world government’s quarrel to the world, the World Economic News usually does not publish news that is unfavorable to the world government.

According to Kizaru's understanding, Ling Ye led them to rebel from the original navy and establish a new navy should be defiled and turned into Ling Ye led the original navy to rebel from the original navy together, and it would never be possible to mention a word about the new navy in the newspaper.

But the newspaper in front of me not only truthfully describes the scene at that time, but also a little beautified.

Good guy, Kizaru called it good guy.

He never thought that Morgens would give up his hand in the news newspaper. To be honest, isn’t this equivalent to telling the world government that Morgens is on Ling Ye’s side?

Ling Ye shook his head and stated, "It's easy to understand, isn't it? The more chaotic the world, the easier his news will be. For him, writing such news and publishing it at this time is the most beneficial choice for him."

When Kizaru heard this, he suddenly realized.

"Indeed, this is very similar to the style of that man, but it is a good thing for us."

Ling Ye nodded.

"Okay, let's talk about the serious business. I'll call you all this time, there's something to do."

Zefa heard this and immediately answered.

"The East China Sea Pirate Extinction Plan?"

"Yes, the East China Sea Pirate Extinction Plan. Come in, Colonel Monda."

With Ling Ye shouting, the closed office door opened again, and a burly man with a beard came in.

"I'm so rude, Marshal Ling Ye."

More than a year has passed since he last saw Ling Ye. In the past year, he has been waiting for Ling Ye's call at all times.

"Thank you for your hard work, Colonel Monda."

Ling Ye first thanked Mengda, and then said to everyone.

"Everyone, this is Colonel Munda. I have been entrusted by me to disguise himself as a pirate in the East China Sea. It has been one year, five months and twenty-three days so far. This time, Colonel Munda will become an important figure for us to capture all the pirates in one place."

Ling Ye patted Colonel Monda's shoulder and signaled him to take his seat. Then he took out the plan from the drawer and asked Dasqi to distribute it to everyone.

"Good guy."

Kizaru called him a good guy, this was too exciting.

"You're not kidding, boy Ling Ye, you really got it shattered the fruit?"

Even Zefa couldn't hold his expression and asked excitedly.

"It's half true and half false, it's not really crushing the fruit, but imitation, Haidog Brother."

"Clawba."

The sea dog immediately understood and opened his mouth and spit out a wooden box.

Ling Ye opened the wooden box and presented the content inside - a strange-shaped fruit with smooth patterns.

"Is this the strongest Superman Demon Fruit in history - the crushed fruit?"

Zefa really wanted to control his emotions, but there was nothing he could do.

The most vicious pirate in history, the devil fruit ability possessed by the overlord of the sea, Lox D. Gebeck, is just shattering.

Only those who have experienced that era know how powerful Locks has achieved with his fruit ability. In the Battle of God Valley, Cap and Roger at their peak, they were even slightly better than Locks. If one of the few people is less than one, history will probably be rewritten.

Zefa naturally also participated in the Battle of the Valley of Gods, so he knew very well what the appearance of the shattered fruit represented.

"It is not a real crushing fruit, but a counterfeit product. The ability to use is about 50% of the real product, and it also has a fatal defect."

“What flaws?”

"I will die. After eating this fruit for an hour, I will die."

Ling Ye said truthfully.

This imitation crushed fruit was pulled out from the blind box of the system in the early years.

Everyone was silent.

No one knows what method Ling Ye used to get this semi-finished crushed fruit, and no one wants to ask about it at this time.

They were both surprised by Ling Ye's plan.

Did you arrange this plan more than a year in advance?

If they didn't follow, then Ling Ye planned to do this plan alone?

If they didn't come with him, then Ling Ye planned to fight against the whole world alone?

Can a person really do this?

Thinking of this, they all cast respectful eyes at Lingye.

Ling Ye smiled and looked at everyone: "Everyone, if there is no objection, then follow the plan?"

Everyone solemnly replied: "Yes, Marshal Ling Ye!"

"Everyone, close the network in half a month and set off!"

Ling Ye waved his hand, and everyone stood up one after another and left the Marshal's office with extremely firm will.

"Senior Zefa, the new naval base cannot be without people, so I'll ask you."

Ling Ye nodded to Zefa.

Zefa looked at Ling Ye and suddenly felt a sense of emotion: "You kid, the longer you stay by your side, the more I want to live for a longer time. Do you think I can live to the moment when our ideals are realized?"

Ling Ye looked at Zefa with great determination: "Yes, Senior Zefa."

Zefa shook his head and smiled bitterly, turned around and waved his hand: "Haha, I didn't expect that I would have this kind of thought. Boy Lingye, please leave the base to me with confidence. If you are there, the base is there, let go!"

Seeing Zefa's slightly lonely figure disappearing in his eyes, Ling Ye said to Dasqi: "Dasqi, we are going to leave too."

"Yes, Marshal Ling Ye."

Dasqi responded and immediately went out to prepare for leaving.

Outside the naval base.

"I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to be 'doing big things'."

The three words "do big things" Smog's tone was particularly aggravated.

"Hahaha, you won't shed tears for me, Smog?"

Monda glanced at Smog who was leaning against the wall and teased.

The steel tough guy Smog rarely blushed and stretched out his fist and pushed Monda.

"You bastard, it's fine."

"Yes, it's okay."

Monda sighed and raised his head and looked into the sky.

"How is it? Are you doing well over the past year?"

Smoger asked, sucking a cigar.

Monda did not speak, but glanced at Smog, unexpectedly snatched the cigar from Smog's hand, and took a deep breath.

"Ahem, I'm choking to death, and you're the only one who loves to smoke this broken thing."

Smoger: "…"

"Cigar...but the lungs brother."

Monda: "…"

Mengda smiled casually.

"I'm leaving. When the matter is finished, I'll ask you for a drink."

Smoger noticed something was wrong.

"Isn't it... quite uncomfortable?"

Mengda's body stagnated.

"It's uncomfortable? Maybe, but some things have to be done, either you or me."

"I would have asked me to go for you if I had known it."

After saying that, Smoger felt that his words were not appropriate and quickly explained: "I don't mean to look down on you."

Monda shook his head with his back to Smog, and said, "Of course you can go for me, but why can't it be me? Smog, I don't regret my choice at that time. Isn't it a great honor to be a key figure in the East China Sea Pirate Extinction Plan?"

After saying that, Monda left the new naval base directly.

Smog looked at Mengda's leaving figure and felt the heaviness.

"What a handsome guy?"

"Col. Smoger, leave."

It was the voice of Daschi shouting.
Chapter completed!