Smoker lit a cigar again, took a few deep breaths, waved his adjutant to step back, and then said to Vivi, whose eyes were full of sullenness, "Even if I believe what you said, Kroc Dahl is the mastermind behind everything, but are you sure you want our navy to continue to investigate? This is likely to reignite the turmoil that is about to subside, and maybe more people will die tragically because of the so-called truth!"

"My father is dead, Kosha is dead, Mr. Doto's head is still hanging on the palace wall in Albana, the body of Colonel Arlin is probably buried in the desert, and even I am now They're all dead!" Weiwei raised her eyes and stared at Smog, her blue eyes without a trace of warmth: "And now the culprit who caused all this has become the hero and patron saint of this country. ...even in the cool sun that hangs over Alabasta, in the arid and scorched desert, there is not a shred of sunlight to shine, because all that lies beneath is conspiracy and deceit, and I think the dead need it. A truth."

Vivi's numb face reflected in Smoker's eyes, "Colonel Smoker, answer me, does justice still exist in this world?"

Smoker took the cigar from his mouth and took a long breath: "Justice is written in blood!"

Saying this, he nailed the burning cigar to the picture of Crocodile, and said murderously: "Go ahead, it's the big news that I've longed for to overthrow a king under Qiwuhai!"

A hole appeared in the deserted desert, and the silver light leaped from the ground to reveal the shape of the accelerator. He turned his head and glanced at the outline of the naval base and left in the direction away from it.

He held the call bug in his palm to dial the encrypted number, put his lips next to the call bug and said, "I'm Yarlin!"

"Aren't you dead?" A voice of uncertainty came.

"It hasn't been long, the speed of the news is a bit fast, or do you know something else?" The accelerator raised his brows slightly. According to common sense, even Smog, who had just arrived on the back foot, couldn't confirm Ya Whether Erlin died, even if Faulkner was a member of the World Government espionage organization, he should not have heard or confirmed the death of Arlin so quickly.

Faulkner stood in the shadow of a corridor, he glanced at the staff working around him, covered his lips with his palms to avoid being read by others, and then lowered his voice: "There is definite news that confirms your death at the first time. The actual information is unclear, the encryption level of the intelligence is very high, and I found some clues through other channels."

Faulkner stopped his voice, and the accelerator had a thoughtful look on his face. He licked his lower lip and said into the microphone in a dark voice: "I was stuck in Alabasta for a while, and now I can just get out and finish our work. trade."

"I was ecstatic to hear that you were still alive." Faulkner breathed a little, he gritted his teeth and said, "I will find a way to find out the details of that intelligence."

"One month later..." The Accelerator reported a time and place and hung up.

Time flies by.

The tavern in a deserted town on Lussen Island, the great waterway, was in a mess. Several murlocs whose internal organs had been shattered were smashed to the ground. The intelligence dealer Lanli huddled in the corner of the wall, staring at the blockade with an ugly face. The stranger murloc living at the exit asked in a cold voice, "Is there a misunderstanding? I don't remember when I offended you?"

When questioning, Langley's auricle twitched strangely, and then all he heard was an indifferent heartbeat and strange words similar to the word "legion".

"Why do you keep repeating the word 'Legion', what are these murlocs thinking about?"

The invincible voiceprint ability seems to have failed. Langley's ability is that he can hear all the sounds within a 10-mile radius of himself, and he can even clearly capture the heart of a certain unit when he is paying attention. A true voice from the depths.

This is his absolute advantage to be an excellent intelligence dealer, and he can predict the imminent danger in advance and avoid it in advance, but it seems to be malfunctioning today, and he didn't even listen to these few murlocs when they attacked. The murderous intent fluctuated in the heart of a murloc.

For Langley, this was the first time in his life that he had seen it.

"Escape!"

Langli opened his mouth and let out a sharp cry. The terrifying high-frequency sound wave shattered the surrounding tables and chairs, and the oscillating ripples slammed into the bodies of several murlocs.

The clothes were shaken to shreds, revealing the sturdy muscles on the inside, rippling concave ripples, and several fish mouths spurted blood at the same time, but they resisted the waves of sound and approached Langli.

"Legion, lock the target!"

Langli's eyes were tearing apart. He could only hear this kind of voice back and forth in his ears. These murlocs seemed to be brainwashed and could only say this line.

His ability is not better than fighting~lightnovelpub.net~ but rather good at gathering intelligence and avoiding danger, Langley cursed inwardly, he turned around, and a sonic wave slammed into the wall.

The wall shattered, revealing a hole. Langley took a breath and escaped, but the strange thing was that the murlocs behind him did not catch up, and his face turned pale.

The auricle trembled, Langley stared at a point two kilometers away in horror, the icy murderous intent seemed to lock his position across the space, and a voice without the slightest fluctuation echoed in his mind: "I found it!"

There was a terrifying sonic boom, and the ground beneath his feet burst into a straight gully like a glass of glass. A long silver beam was dragged behind the accelerator, and the speed soared to a terrifying bottom in an instant.

Langley felt a compressed sound wave emerge from the air in front of him. The scream that broke through the sound barrier was about to pierce his eardrums. The silver light that broke into the field of vision and the air rubbed dazzling sparks like a burning meteor. Arrive.

"Want to escape?" There was a hint of coldness on the corner of the accelerator's mouth, "That can't be done, the fruit in your body has already been reserved!"

Langley felt a chill run up from his tailbone to his forehead, staring at the humanoid monster emerging from the silver light, as if he heard another terrifying face in his heart watching him coldly.

"...There is another voice in the body!" Langley was horrified to see the silver iron hand grabbing down, the sound waves he screamed and roared were shattered, and his whole head suddenly plunged into darkness.

"The next target is Karak Island!" The accelerator said lightly.