General Lanlin of One Piece

Chapter 257 Porusalino, how about you get married?
"Can you give the little brigadier general under your command to my Hunter Guild?

Don't worry, your Uncle Jonathan doesn't take advantage of you for nothing.

In this way, I am willing to support the Navy Headquarters with a military expenditure of tens of billions. What do you think? "

In the office, listening to the voice coming from the phone bug, a big question mark slowly appeared on Zeng Guo's head.

He could hear it.

The old guy Jonathan chatted with me for a long time.

It’s another time to recall the glorious past.

It's playing the emotional card again.

It turns out that in the end, he wanted to find someone for himself.

This old guy is really cunning. He, the wise and brave Buddha of the Warring States Period, almost didn't get around him.

Ok?
and many more……

Warring States frowned.

A little Commodore?

What kind of brigadier general is worthy of Jonathan’s dowry of 100 billion Baileys, ah no, military expenses?
As if he didn't hear Sengoku's answer, Jonathan on the other end of the phone spoke again.

"What? 100 billion beli in military support is still too little for you?

OK! How about 200 billion?
You are guaranteed to make money without losing money, but you are just a mere brigadier general. 200 billion beli can arm an elite army of [-] people.

You talk, where are the people?
500 billion! How about 500 billion?I offer 500 billion beli!Ten whitebeards' money! "

Warring States pinched his eyebrows, the suspicion in his eyes getting stronger and stronger.

He smacked his lips, laughed dryly, and asked tentatively: "Haha, Major General Jonathan, let me ask, you, the old man, have fallen in love with our Navy Headquarters. Which lucky guy is worth such a high price for you?"

Jonathan was silent for a few seconds, then coughed and said: "He's just an ordinary brigadier general, nothing special. He's just a little more handsome. You're guaranteed to make a profit, 500 billion..."

"The brigadier general of the headquarters you are talking about..." Warring States gritted his teeth and his voice came out from between his teeth, "Is he Rorschach?"

"……Yes."

"no way!"

Warring States simply refused.

"Afro-headed boy! Don't be shameless! I've already given you a lot of face, but I just want you to be a mere brigadier general. I'm not asking you to be a general in your headquarters. If you throw out 500 billion beli, I can smash it. Kill a lot of brigadiers!"

Jonathan on the other end of the phone suddenly became anxious.

Unexpectedly, before his furious voice could finish, Seng Guo's even more furious voice, with a mouth full of saliva, was simulated by the phone bug and sprayed all over Jonathan's head and face.

"You're kidding! Do you think your 500 billion Baileys is a lot?
You old bastard, do you know how much military expenditure I spent on the logistics department to train that bastard Rorschach?
Do you know what it means for a person to eat hundreds of Neptunes in a year?

Do you know how much it costs to repair the Mallinvando Square every day?
Do you know how luxurious it is to have a lieutenant general or a general as a sparring partner every day?

Do you know how hard it was for me to go fishing when I was very old? Catching sea kings was so hard?

Do you know that in just one year, I have suffered from neurasthenia and insomnia? How many years have I aged? What a heavy blow this is to the cause of justice?
No, you don't know.

Want to send Rorschach there?dream!

Not to mention 500 billion, not even 5000 billion! "

"Don't push yourself too far, Warring States boy! How about I add a little more, 1000 billion Baileys? 1000 billion, this is a lot of money, you should think about it carefully."

"I'm not thinking about it!" Zhan Guo refused without hesitation, holding the phone, "How about you change to a brigadier general, and I can help you ask if there is anyone who is willing to be your grandson-in-law..."

"No! I want that boy!" Jonathan said stubbornly.

"That kid is a troublemaker. I don't even know what you value about him. If you tell me, wouldn't it be okay if I asked him to change?" Warring States persuaded Jonathan earnestly: "If it doesn't work, what do you think of me? What do you think of me? With the conditions of inheriting a family fortune of hundreds of billions, I want to quit this exhausting naval marshal and become your grandson-in-law."

"What a beautiful idea you have! My granddaughter is so young and beautiful, will she marry a bad old man like you who is almost catching up with me at your age?" Jonathan looked disgusted.

"Then I can't agree to it. How can I, an outsider, make the decision about marriage? You have to ask that kid for his opinion." Warring States spread his hands, expressing his helplessness.

"I've found out. That kid has no family. As the head of the navy, aren't you the equivalent of his responsible person and parent? Just tell me, what can he say as a hairy boy with no hair on his head? "

Hearing this, Warring States laughed: "Hehehe, you are really wrong. I am not his parent. You have to go find Sakaski."

"I didn't agree to pull him down! I tied him up directly and kept him in Spring Queen City to serve as the next president of the Bounty Hunter Guild."

"How dare you! Jonathan! You old bastard, I warn you not to mess around, otherwise I will never be done with you!"

Seeing that Sengoku couldn't talk about life and death, Jonathan simply hung up the phone.

In the office, the corners of Zhan Guo's mouth twitched crazily, as if he was suffering from epilepsy.

He thought that after Rorschach left Marinefando, he might encounter Doflamingo's attack and revenge.

A variety of dangerous challenges may be encountered.

He even thought about Kaido's coveting and sending people to arrest him.

But Warring States never dreamed that someone would call the marshal's office just to help Rorschach!

The conditions given were frighteningly generous, with a dowry of tens of billions and hundreds of billions of berriles at every turn.

I have to say that Jonathan's poaching behavior really reminded the Warring States Period.

That bastard boy Rorschach is so popular out there on the sea!

"I finally found a good young man, you fucking want to snag him and become your grandson-in-law? What the hell are you thinking about?"

Warring States glared fiercely at the phone call bug who had hung up long ago and looked innocent, wondering in his mind how to talk to Luo Xia about this matter.

That boy's youthful spirit was at the peak of his passion.

If he really couldn't control himself and was seduced by Jonathan's granddaughter using a beauty trap, and became the president of that crap Hunter Guild, then he would really lose his wife and lose his army.

Suddenly, Warring States seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lit up behind his round glasses.

"By the way! This kid is only 14 years old, not yet an adult. How can he decide so early on things like getting married and having children? No, I have to have a chat with him later. For young people, career is the most important thing, but You must not indulge in beauty too early.”

Just as he was muttering to himself, Zeng Guo looked up at the wall in front of him, and a vein suddenly appeared on his forehead.

He stood up with a dark face, walked gently to the door, and opened the door suddenly.

In the corridor outside, Kizaru and Aoki were putting their ears against the wall, eavesdropping on what was going on in the office.

"Clap."

The moment the door was opened, Qingzhi quickly disappeared with his eyes and hands.

Kizaru, who was too focused and had not yet recovered from the wonderful conversation between Sengoku and Jonathan, pouted obscenely and turned the back of his head to Sengoku, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Porusalino! What are you doing?"

Warring States roared so loudly that Kizaru was so frightened that he almost jumped out of his wits.

"I'm scared to death, Mr. Sengoku." Kizaru patted his heart.

Warring States glared at him and said angrily:

"Why, are you tempted by what you heard? Inherit a family fortune of hundreds of billions of berriles, and a dowry of hundreds of billions of berriles. Porusalino, if I can introduce you to you, you might as well get married. Anyway, you I’m just cutting my nails everywhere, why not create some military revenue for the headquarters!”

(End of this chapter)