Chapter 297 You win, Darren

Red Continent, the headquarters of the world government.

Meeting hall.

Saint Satan rubbed his cane with both hands and smiled proudly:

"As long as he is not intercepted in the deep sea, with Youhu's strength, no one in Fish-Man Island can be his opponent."

Saint Wuchuli nodded and said with a smile:

"Youhu has developed his Devil Fruit to the state of awakening. Combined with the close combat skills accumulated from many years of performing missions, even a naval admiral is capable of fighting."

Saint Maz said calmly:

"The fish-men clan has always lacked high-end combat power. Even if Fisher Tiger recovers from his injuries, there is no way he can stop him."

The blond Saint Peter took a sip of tea:

"Mishman Island, a huge treasure house in the deep sea, will become the source of supply for the Holy Land!"

Saint Wuchuli walked slowly to the desk, his eerie face reflected in the fluorescent lights of the rows of telephone bugs, he looked down at the world map on the table with a sneer, and his eyes fell on the one marked "Murloc" Patterned Islands:

"Once we completely capture the Fishman Island, we can enslave the entire Fishman clan and establish a supply line."

"A material transportation channel hidden in the deep sea... Even Darren kid's so-called flying fleet cannot intercept it!"

Hearing these words, Cyborg Hollow was shocked and stared at Wulaoxing in disbelief.

Enslave the entire fish-men clan?

Are the Five Old Stars going to tear up the peace agreement between the World Government and Fish-Man Island... completely abandoning the mask of hypocrisy? ?

"Just wait patiently, Sora..."

Saint Wuchuli stared at him with a half-smile, and his old and cloudy eyes seemed to want to capture any change in expression on the Admiral's face.

"This is how the world operates. The Celestial Dragons control everything, and as the leader of the Celestial Dragons, we... overlook the entire world."

"This Fishman Island is the best example... For us, we only need a simple command to completely take down that treasure house!"

"It's so easy, just like this..."

He gently raised his wrinkled hand, palm upward, and then slowly turned it downward.

"Bulu Bulu..."

But at this moment, the urgent voice of the military phone bug sounded again, interrupting his movements.

The communication was automatically connected, and a panicked voice trembled:

"Report, report to Master Wulaoxing!"

"CP0 senior agent... Mr. Youhu's life card..."

The man swallowed his saliva, with indescribable fear hidden in his tone.

"...burned out!"

The movement of turning Saint Wuchuli's palm suddenly stopped.

Cyborg Kong was keenly aware that the wrinkled hand trembled obviously.

Time in the meeting hall seemed to stand still at this moment.

The air becomes solid.

Even the controlling smile on Wu Laoxing's face froze.

Cyborg Kong blinked and looked at them.

Saint Wuchuli: "..."

Maz Sheng: "..."

Saint Satan: "..."

Saint Peter: "..."

Nashou Langsheng: "..."

The five people stood there quietly, motionless.

But he unconsciously avoided Cyborg Kong's gaze.

"Lord Wulaoxing?"

Anxious and frightened voices continued to come from the phone bug.

"Mish-Man Island is completely isolated from the outside world. The CP department has not been able to successfully infiltrate. We are not yet aware of the specific situation of Fish-Man Island..."

"Lord Youhu... is very likely to have died in the battle."

"Please, sir, give me the next instructions!"

His response was still silence.

"Lord Wulaoxing..."

The agents over there wanted to say something else, but Cyborg Kong strode over directly, picked up the phone and said:

"I am Cyborg Kong. Since the mission has failed, let's suspend all actions."

"My lords, you are not in a good mood right now, please don't bother me here."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to speak.

Then he turned around with a serious face and saluted Wulaoxing:

"The situation is tense, and the North Sea Fleet is eyeing many joining countries."

"The news that members of the top ten franchised countries are being intimidated will probably be conveyed at an extremely fast speed."

"If the incident is allowed to develop, I am afraid it will cause great panic and political turmoil around the world."

"However, I believe that with the wisdom of all of you and the government's huge background, there must be corresponding response strategies, so I won't bother you too much."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door with a sullen face.

"null."

Just when Cyborg Kong was about to step out of the door, Saint Satan's hoarse voice came from behind.

"Convey our order and the Navy will temporarily suspend all military operations against Rogers Darren and the North Sea Fleet."

The smile at the corner of Gang Gukong's mouth disappeared momentarily, he turned around, raised his hand and saluted solemnly:

"yes!"

What came into view were the expressionless faces of the five old stars.

The veins on Saint Satan's hands holding the cane were bulging:

"You have to understand that this is not our choice to give in."

Cyborg Kong nodded and said:

"Of course I know that."

"Rogers Darren is still the bug that can't make any waves."

"The humble position is extremely recognized."

"We are doing this to abide by the alliance agreement and protect the safety of members of the alliance countries."

"It's natural to understand the humble position."

"When this matter is over, you can come and take office in the government. You know that we have always placed high hopes on you."

"Do your best in your humble position."

"..."

"...The humble position will be retired first."

Cyborg Kong saluted again and quickly left the meeting hall.

All the way down the stairs to the sky, Steel Kong Kong's slightly rickety spine gradually straightened up.

The huge and majestic statues on both sides no longer seem daunting at this moment.

His steps became more and more brisk.

It wasn't until he was completely out of the scope of Pangu City that he suddenly stopped.

The Admiral nicknamed "Cyborg" stood motionless.

With his head lowered,

There was silence for a long time.

My shoulders can't help shaking,

Until I couldn't control it in the end,

Then he suddenly took a deep breath,

raise your head,

Finally I couldn't help but laugh to the sky!

…

New world.

Happy Street.

As soon as Darren opened his eyes from the soft silk bed, he saw the graceful figure of Stussy Pingpingtingting sitting in front of him.

The Queen of Happy Street is wearing a black hollow dress, holding a lit lady's cigarette between her slender white fingers on her left hand, and the toes of her legs are hooked up with black fish-mouth high heels.

Her body leaned forward slightly, with a complex expression of curiosity, doubt, confusion and amazement on her face, and she quietly stared at Darren's angular face.

"You won't be able to admire my face for so long, right?"

Darren grinned.

Stussy was silent for a moment and asked:

"How on earth did you do that?"

She blinked her charming eyes.

"One minute ago, all the World Government's troops withdrew from the North Sea... In addition, the Navy Headquarters seems to have reduced its wanted status for you."

"You win, Darren."

Stussy's eyes were burning and brilliant.

"You succeeded in making the Five Old Stars, who hold the highest power in the world... give in for the first time in eight hundred years."

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Ask for everything and be grateful.