The Five Old Stars, the highest authority in the world government, expressed their views in the conference room and soon reached an unanimous consensus.

"There has always been a shortage of activists in the army. We cannot simply pin our hopes on their self-discipline. Just like a killing knife, the sharper it is, the more eager it is to drink blood. The hand holding the knife needs to manipulate it to kill the enemy. But never try to point the blade at yourself, even if it's just an inconspicuous moment, you can hardly guarantee that there will be no tragedy." White Taoist robe, bald head with thin lenses, feet on the clogs, palms caressing the scabbard Senran said.

"The resignation of the Buddha's Warring States is inevitable. We need the heir of the next marshal to be obedient enough. Now it seems necessary to take some measures. Akainu's thinking is too dangerous. Let Aoki take over is a more suitable choice for the world." The five old star who spoke at the end had neat blond hair. He pinched his eyebrows and said deeply: "The Navy Headquarters needs to be beaten, and the incident in Alabasta will be handled by CP9."

The black boots stepped on the **** ground, the corpses were lying on the ground, and the black silk suit was dyed red. On the shoulders stood a white dove symbolizing peace, making a "coo" cry, revealing the cuffs. The palm of his hand gripped the opponent's throat like steel and pressed his entire body against the wall.

"Cough..." The flushed man with his chest heaving and his face rose stared in horror at the killer who was choking his breath. It was like the corpse of a rag doll was telling the other party's strength and cruelty. Behind the man stood a few more people. A guy with a cold breath and blood still dripping on his hands is looking at him with cold and playful eyes.

"In November 1514, a batch of experimental equipment that was sold off was secretly transported to the fugitive scientist Adams. Whose hands did this high-precision experimental equipment pass through? How did you deal with Adams, or behind the scenes? Who is the behind-the-scenes funder who financed Adams' escape and experiments?" The tadpole-like quirky eyebrows were raised to further reflect the indifference contained in the pair of eyes below.

The secret operation to arrest Adams failed, Gabra lost contact and was judged dead, and they were about to point their suspicions to the mysterious financier behind Adams.

"Yes...that person is..." The man opened his mouth and breathed out with difficulty, the fear in his lowered eyes faded and replaced by a frenzy and hideousness, as if he had activated some kind of emergency buried in his brain. Mechanism, a non-human roar came out of his throat, and he grabbed the opposite side with his arms and claws.

The sharp fingers rubbed the blood-stained suit and pulled out a spark that the blade rubbed against the iron plate on the opponent's chest, leaving only a faint white mark, and then there was a sound of "cracking" bones being broken.

"It's the same reaction again. These guys seem to be brainwashed. Once they are asked this question, they will launch a suicide attack." Holding a thorn factory whip covered with minced flesh and dander in his hand, Kalifa used the palm of his hand. Tuo helped the light blue spectacles to look at the body whose neck was slanted backwards, which was thrown to the ground. He just swept away his eyes and looked at the captain - Rob Luqi asked: "The clue is broken again. , what are we going to do next?"

Rob Luqi - the actual captain of CP9, the executioner who fulfills the justice of darkness, is known as the strongest and most ruthless killing weapon in the history of CP9, and is known as the strongest person in Judicial Island "CP9" for 800 years.

He indifferently took the white handkerchief that was handed over, carefully wiped off the blood stains on his hands, and walked out through the corridor covered with corpses without saying a word. Kalifa and other official members of CP9 were also silent. They kept up with each other, wiping the blood from their hands and face as they walked.

The sound of Tatata's footsteps echoed in the dead corridor...

"Kalifa, Kaku, and Bruno, you all immediately return to the Seven Waters and continue to dormant, and the rest of you will go to Alabasta with me." Lu Qi walked out of the house and put on the black high hat, his whole cheeks were full of tears. Hidden in the dark so that you can't see the real expression.

"Are there any clues pointing to Alabasta?" On the short legs is a chubby body, with an owl-like head, and the mouth is exaggerated and the toneless owl with a shocked expression hurriedly covered its mouth, and then reacted. He talked again, and quickly pulled the layer of zipper sewed on his mouth to close the entire lips tightly, leaving only a pair of nostrils breathing.

"We will avenge Gabra's revenge, but we have to put it down first. We have a new task that needs to be dealt with immediately." Lu Qi turned his back to the crowd in a strong tone.

Several members immediately parted ways at the fork in front of Lu Qi's order, and the gradually receding backs each merged into the darkness of the night.

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Marin Vando, inside the huge military fortress of the Navy headquarters.

Akainu Sakaski walked into the top floor, his figure became stronger and stronger, and the dark red suit that was propped up could not wrap his angular muscles. It was meticulously combed back and covered by a navy cap. There was a rose flower that looked like lava on the collar, and a large white military commander was draped on the back. The two "justice" were particularly bold. The black font shakes like a wave as he walks, giving people a sense of murderous intimidation.

Walk up the stairs along the corner all the way to the top floor. The soldiers guarding along the way all stood tall and saluted, and cast a respectful look at him. He walked towards the innermost office without looking sideways. The black gloves seemed to be facing outwards. Steaming hot.

Bang bang bang.

With a heavy knock on the door ~lightnovelpub.net~ the door embedded with the white dove pattern was pushed open with a click, revealing the scene inside, wearing a high-pointed military hat in the shape of a seagull, and the beard on the chin woven into a twist. The Admiral Buddha Sengoku was wiping the pair of frog-shaped spectacles, and looked over when he heard the sound of the door opening.

Sakharsky has always disagreed with Marshal's aesthetic taste, just like he never agreed with the other party's idea of ​​​​in charge of the navy. In this regard, Aoki Kuzan is his successor.

Thinking like this, Sakaski turned his eyes away from the Warring States of Buddha and looked at the man sitting on the sofa, wearing a white suit and a dark blue shirt, but saw a green blindfold covering his eyes, and the tip of his nose was rhythmically. Spit out a bubble.

Snapped.

The bubbles exploded, and Kuzan yawned, took off his blindfold, and looked at Sakaski's undisguised disgust. He just wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and revealed a noncommittal sneer.

The moment they looked at each other, it seemed that there was a collision between ice and magma, and the terrifying air pressure diffused in the room.