Chapter 797: Storm is coming, Ron's preparations!

New world, unknown sea.
"It turned out that the legend is true, Zau Island!"
Standing on the warship, Smog looked up staggeringly, looking at the sky-hung giant that couldn't see his head, and couldn't find the cigar being shot by the spray.
"Sirmog, although the fur race is hidden, it is not a legend, is it?"
Jin Weimen asked strangely.
The fur race is not a country of harmony. They hate humans and don't like to communicate with humans, but there are different kinds of people everywhere. Someone will always venture out to the sea to pursue a wider space.
For these people, Hezhi Congress rushed to kill them, but the fur clan released at most and waved farewell.
After all, it is awkward. Fur slaves are common on the black market slave market that still exists.
"No, I have seen fur races, I mean ..."
Shaking his head, Smugger converged and smiled: "No more talking about this, what to do next? Want to climb up?"
Kamemon was still puzzled, but still nodded.
"The fur clan is a good ally that the light moon clan has made for generations, and there are no weak people in the clan. Even babies have the power to defend themselves. It is essential to ask them for help."
After saying that, Jin Weimen turned around and shouted, "Please, Kanshiro!"
"To understanding!"
Kanjuro agreed, took off the double-edged sword and pen, and held his breath on the white rice paper prepared by the Navy.
Seeing that everyone's attention was attracted to the past, Smoog silently changed two cigars, and after lighting it, he found a paper ball that he carried with him.
Maybe in the eyes of others it was just a ball of waste paper, but only Smog knew that it was a secret task that Ron had given him.
"If you are right, here is the" time "in your mouth, General Canglong."
There is no need to investigate why Ron knows where they are going. Smog doesn't like to use his brain.
Leaning back half a step against the hull guardrail, Smog held his cigar and opened the crumpled paper ball.
The next second, his pupils tightened suddenly!
"Even ... so ...?!"
[Zaowu Island has a red historical text, hidden in the hinterland of the whale in the depths of the country, and is strictly under the care of the fur clan, trying to bring it back, or bringing its copy back. 】
[Don't ask why, I just want them to disappear completely in this world. 】
[Oh yes, be natural, that little will keep you from being jealous of fur races for a short time, but because of the historical text, they can't relax their vigilance against the navy, so ... Come on, bracket. 】
What is "bracket laugh"?
Can't you draw an expression directly? !!
:) That's it, understand? !!
Smugger twitched at the corner of his mouth and thought about it. He put the paper ball next to the cigar and took a deep breath.
Watching Yin Mars continue to devour the handwriting, Smolger threw it away and scattered the ashes onto the sea.
Ron was definitely not smashing the big secret "ONEPIECE", and Smolg was convinced. After all, he didn't pay attention to the piece of history found from the BIG · MOM Pirates.
"Disperse and converge uncertainties, don't put eggs in a basket ... it is indeed you, General Canglong."
Smoog grinned.
There is no doubt that what he saw through the note Smog was the fact that Ron did not trust the world government ... In his eyes, it was a bad thing whether he was found by the Pirates or by the government. .
That's a coincidence, Smog ... thinks so too!
call……
A long spit of smoke, Smog looked up firmly, watching the leap from the paper over there, ugly and cute ... Dragon?
"Relax, General! This task ... even if I fight this life, I will definitely complete it!"
...
"Before the Marshal died, I couldn't leave the headquarters during this time ... so you have to stir up the beam, Dongte!"
"How do you want me to stir up the girders? I've been busy sleeping only three hours a day, resting at 4 in the morning, sometimes getting up at 5:00, and all the fatigue brought me to the next day. The doctor said that I was abnormal."
Donte complained quietly.
"I used to think it would be easy to follow you, after all, there are so many of our allies ... now, I really feel regretful."
Tezolo is a very important member of their team. This is not only financial, but more importantly, influence.
As a man who owns 20% of the world's Bailey, his business is spread all over the world, and the black and white eyeliner in his hand is even more difficult to count. The two of them were in the dark and one in the dark, and together they built the tightest intelligence network for Ron.
Now that Tezolo is dead, although Ron has secretly controlled its assets, and the five-star star has opened his eyes and closed one eye, but this intelligence work fell on Dongte alone.
"Being 007 is a blessing."
Ronny rightly said: "Many people can't find a way to try hard. You are lucky, and I will not abandon any brother who worked hard with me."
Dongte: "... look at my mouth shape ￥% @ #!"
Ron: "..."
"Gossip less, this time everyone is not relaxed, you, me, Fujiko, Luo, all are like this."
"This time Karp was defeated in my hands. Whether it was Marshal Red Dog or Five Stars, I guess there was some speculation in my heart ... Marshal was okay, after all, I have given him countless shots, and the five stars, And that adult is a barrier we can't get around. "
Talking about the business, Dongte converged and asked seriously: "What do I want to do?"
In response, Ron calmly drew out his cigar and took a deep breath.
"I sent someone to mail you a piece of life paper and took it to find Dorag. The rest of the things were sent to the document and written, remember to deal with the beginning and end."
Donte: "... Oh, find someone task! There is life paper to lead the way, it's very simple ... a ghost!"
"what did you say?!!!"
"Don't be so loud, don't you forget, I'm the man who has been a part-time director in the city for three months."
Ron complained and pulled the handset away, then laughed.
"With my Skynet method, do you think that so-called LV.5.5 can really hide me?"
"hiss……"
Hearing that Dongte took a breath.
He has raised his estimate of this man more than once in his heart, but every time, the other party is refreshing his knowledge.
Dongte not only doubts that everything he is currently exposed to is really everything this man has prepared?
It is indeed worthy of thinking that the city government can make the world's wind and cranes exist!
Dongte is paying tribute at this moment ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Do you mean that this time, Dorag's escape, are you actually working together? No wonder they took control of the gate of justice so easily! "
"No, Dorag was just sure what I did to take away his nails and hair. We only stayed on this matter, and we didn't talk frankly ..."
"So jailbreak is just their personal behavior. I have at best one count of not knowing."
Ron slowly shook his head and grinned: "But even that is enough."
The enemy's enemy is a friend. As a former leader of the revolutionary army, Smog knows what he should do more than personal hatred.
He had never wanted to do that before, and don't forget the reason for his imprisonment ... but Carp's death made him understand that, waiting to die, everything would be irreparable.
Man, there are always one or two things above the dream.
"Oh, have you reached a consensus? You don't even have to say a word?"
Dongte sighed suddenly.
I really cannot understand this kind of leadership-level communication.
"So ... be careful, I'm not sure if he will kill you and vent your anger. From his refusal to take over the post and let Saab come forward, he can see that he is not willing to discredit the revolutionary army."
Only if the things to be done are not clean, will they deliberately avoid their treasures.
Because of love, stay away.
Donte was startled, then laughed.
"The hurricane fruit capable person, the top power not under the general, Monch D. Dorag ..."
"I really want to try what his blood smells like!"
Upon hearing that, Ron blinked: "You found the Seven Star Sword?"
"Uh, not yet. What's wrong?"
"It's okay, just ask."
Donte: "..."