"General!"

A large broad hand squeezed a black knight, and he swallowed the king from the white side on the chessboard with great momentum.

Doflamingo withdrew his hand, put his fingers together and stretched, immediately lay on his back on the sofa, lifted Erlang's legs, his eyes behind his sunglasses narrowed into a slit, and looked at the other side with a smile.

"Morguns, it seems that I won this round?"

Sitting opposite Doflamingo, the figure appears as an albatross, wearing a black top hat, a red and white feather inserted upside down, a blue shirt underneath, a black cape, a yellow tie on the chest, and red and white plaid trousers.

It seemed to be a little annoyed by the failure in chess, and the neatly kept feathers on this person's body were slightly messy, indicating that his heart was not comfortable at the moment.

The New World is a place of order and chaos, and in addition to the prosperous transactions on the surface, due to the continuous wars for many years, a large number of shady businesses have been spawned, creating countless arms dealers and loan sharks in the underground world.

In the past many years, only six people have been able to stand out from these arms dealers and loan sharks, known as the six kings of the underground world, who are in charge of the six major areas of currency, killers, entertainment, intelligence, commodities, and transportation in most parts of the world.

Morgaunce, president of the World Economic News Agency, is also one of the six kings of the underground world.

Morguns swept away the chess pieces on the chessboard in displeasure, staring sharply at the man in front of him who he couldn't see, and said, "

Joker, you invited me over today, shouldn't you just want to entertain me on purpose?"

"Of course... No. Doflamingo showed a playful smile and said exaggeratedly: "Look at how serious your expression was just now, can it be that with the friendship between the two of us for so many years, you can't afford to make such a joke?"

Morguns rolled his eyes and got up to leave.

At this moment, a broad palm rested on Morguns' shoulder, and at the same time Doflamingo's warm breath came from his ear.

"I want to know the routes that countries will transport heavenly gold this year."

The 170 member countries of the world government have to hand over a part of their wealth to the Draco people every year, which is known as the gold of heaven.

Although the Navy will send an escort fleet to help transport the heavenly gold, the Navy is already busy with work on weekdays, and it is impossible to plan the transportation routes of each member country together, and will entrust this task to the member countries themselves.

In order to avoid being hijacked by pirates on the way, each member country will start designing routes at the beginning of each year, and it will be preliminarily decided.

Such top-secret information cannot be learned by others at all.

But Morguns, known as the intelligence chief, is an exception.

No one in the outside world knew what Doflamingo had discussed with Morgunsmy for more than an hour.

After Morguns flew away, Torrebol emerged from the shadows.

"Young Lord, the people below have spread the word that the knife-tip squad sent by Zefa has already eaten the bait we deliberately put out."

Hearing this, Doflamingo laughed.

"I'm looking forward more and more to what that greedy Spandyne will look like when he learns of this news."

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected.

Some rejoice, others grieve.

When Yang Ming's six people defeated the three leaders led by Makulo, the rest of the fishmen confessed to the crimes committed by the members of their Sun Pirate Group in front of Yang Ming's good smile, and reported the address of the human slaves who were transferred from the Haba Hardware Store, and it was Yang Ming and his party who took the sea train near the terminal of the Capital of Seven Waters.

At first, Franky and Esbagu couldn't believe it, and they followed Yang Ming's six people and came to the pier near Sift Station together.

A group of journalists even smelled fishy cats and followed all the way.

Ten fishmen remained at the dock, one to monitor the human slaves held in the containers, and the other to hide their eyes by carrying goods.

Ten fishmen collapsed at the touch of a finger and were shackled one after another.

The group came to the rows of containers, lifted the drapery covering the containers, and suddenly revealed the scene inside.

Dozens of beauties stayed inside the container, raising their arms somewhat fearfully to block out the light.

The beauty here covers a wide range, pure and lovely, fragrant and enchanting, mature and coquettish, small family jasper, the charm remains, only what you have never seen, only what you can't imagine.

When it became clear that there were many beauties in the container, people couldn't help but be in an uproar.

French and Esbagu looked ugly.

This pier is the property of Tom Shipbuilding, and these fish people do this, it is simply shameful!

What happened today made an extremely deep impression on Esbagu.

So much so that when he founded Carrera, he resolutely refused to hire fish workers.

Many journalists held up their cameras and pressed the shutter, and the blinding flash flashed non-stop, capturing the expressions of the two closed disciples of Master Tom, in stark contrast to the poor beauties in the containers behind them.

They enthusiastically recorded the scene in front of them, and at the same time had already thought about the news that would be published on the front page tomorrow.

"Shock! Master Tom's two closed disciples actually did this kind of thing at the same time as many beautiful women! Is

this a corruption of human nature or a slippery slope of morality?

Jonathan took a closer look at the neighborhood and quickly counted the number of beauties in the container.

Jonathan has a good memory, and the number of beauties is very different from the human slaves held in the basement of the Haba hardware store.

If the information left by Haba is not wrong, it means that someone has been smuggled here.

"Captain, one of the ships that have recently come to this dock must be a thief ship, transporting a small number of population slaves."

"Impossible!"

Hearing this, without waiting for Yang Ming to speak, Esbagu choked Jonathan.

Yang Ming and the others looked at him in unison, and Esbagu smiled bitterly and quickly waved his hand

, "Don't look at me with this look at the suspect, the reason why I say negative is because most of the containers placed at this dock are the resources needed for the recent overhaul of civil engineering on Justice Island, and only the ships of Justice Island are moored here to pick up things, it is impossible to say that Justice Island is a place where dirt is hidden, right?"

Quiet!

Quiescence!

When Esbagu's words fell, everyone seemed to have pressed the static button.

The eyes of the news reporters lit up, as if they heard some shocking news, and they didn't care to continue to take pictures, and quickly took out their notebooks to record them.

"Are these population slaves transported to Justice Island, just ask these fish-man pirates?"

Yang Ming pulled out the sword, and the tip of the knife came close to the neck of a fish man, and the two-finger-wide knife reflected the fish man's panicked expression.

"You say, right?"

Facing Yang Ming's smile, the fish man was so frightened that his legs went soft.

He had seen the young man in front of him just now, almost completely disintegrating their resistance with a destructive and decaying momentum, and where he dared to hide anything, he immediately confessed it.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"I say, I say!"

"I heard Brother Makuro say that among these goods, the best looking human women were all covered by the commander of CP9."

"In order to avoid attracting attention from the outside world, the chief of CP9 specially announced that he would build a lot of construction on Justice Island, and applied for a large amount of funds to purchase a bunch of building materials resources to store in this dock, and every time the Justice Island transport ship arrived, we would secretly hide several human women in one of the containers."

A group of media reporters were in a collective uproar.

They did not hesitate to forget about the front-page news manuscript they had just drafted, and even a media reporter couldn't wait to ask the teenager who looked like the captain of the six, saying:

"This move on Justice Island is tantamount to tarnishing the word justice, can the Navy uphold the usual justice and save the girl who lost her footing on Justice Island?"

The moment the media reporter threw out this question, Yang Ming immediately felt that many eyes were on him.

Dozens of newly saved women supported each other, their eyes full of eagerness, and they hoped more than anyone that the navy would step forward and rescue the poor girls from Justice Island.

Esbagu and French seemed a little silent, but also full of some expectation.

After all, they are just ordinary shipwrights, and they also have their own female dependents, and no one wants to see that one day in the future, their female dependents will become slaves and become the playthings of the privileged.

Why is the rule of the world government corrupt, and the people still have such expectations for the navy?

Without him?

There are only two words, justice!

Although there are some scum in the navy, they have finally maintained the safety of most ordinary people.

The word justice seems to be fluttering, but behind this is forged by countless impassioned people with their own corpses and blood and tears.

Yang Ming knew very well that his next answer would be very critical.

If you just want to go with the flow, as an ordinary navy jerk, you can play tai chi and kick the problem to others.

But if he wanted to change this already rotten world, Yang Ming knew that it was not enough to rely on himself, he needed to have a group of strong people to follow and form his own forces.

The loyalty gained by subduing others by force is only false loyalty, and only with the vision and goal set by the idea can truly unite the hearts and minds of the people.

Yang Ming looked around, he saw recognition in the eyes of the five friends, no matter what decision he would make next, they would firmly stand on the same front as Yang Ming.

Yang Ming pulled out his sword and unsheathed it, and the blade swiped into his left hand.

He raised his blood-stained left hand and said with a grim face:

"No one can tarnish the word justice, I can't, the navy can't, and the Justice Island can't!"

"Before dawn comes, someone must illuminate the darkness a little!"

"No matter who the other party is and how hard the background is, I will make him pay the price he deserves!"

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