I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

"A hypothesis... I also think it's too nonsense." Enilu didn't know what to think, obviously a little guilty, and quickly changed and ended the topic.

【If the ship spirit is true, then... the Megatron probably didn't hear my words...】

If it is known by the big guys that the whole army is almost in danger because of his cheap talk for a while, Ai Nilu feels that he may be hanged by President Sa as a street lamp.

After several rounds of discussions, the crowd failed to come up with a reason, and this group of efficiency supremacists had no choice but to put aside their doubts for the time being, and focus on how to deal with the next movement of Whitebeard and others.

Returning to the office alone, Sakaski, who planned to reorganize his thoughts and report this strange incident to Sengoku, fell into deep thought.

As a leader, his subordinates can attribute strange events to ghosts.

Only he, Sakaski, must keep a clear head at all times, and restore such strange things again from the perspective of logical thinking.

If it wasn't for the ship spirit...then there must be outsiders playing tricks.

There is no doubt that all members of this Megatron are elite sailors selected from the headquarters and various legions.

Considering that this is a terminal weapon that requires a high degree of secrecy, every sailor must undergo several rigorous inspections before entering.

From background to combat experience, all flaws and ambiguities will be screened out.

Or, it was just like the impact of the impact ship before, in addition to those tenacious beasts landing, there were also a few enemy spies who were not discovered by the patrol team and the monitoring phone bugs in time.

"Is it a devil fruit?" After much deliberation, Sakaski could only come up with the slightly higher possibility of this hypothesis.

"Using the unknown superhuman ability to rewrite the control program of the main cannon in the midst of the chaos? Isn't that right? If it's a spy from the Black Sail side, why would they bombard themselves? It doesn't make sense at all!"

It's not that Sakaski doesn't want to admit the possibility of Chuan Ling, but rational thinking is equally important.

Unless, a third-party force intervenes.They want to annihilate the warring navy and pirates in one fell swoop and benefit from it.

[Is it the politicians from the world government who have become increasingly ugly recently? Or the revolutionary army who can't hold back their movements?]

While racking his brains, a cold female voice suddenly sounded in front of Sakaski's door.

"Mr. Akainu, your coffee."

"Put it somewhere." Sakarski replied casually, but in the next moment, his nerves were already tense.

The arrogance and arrogance I have practiced for many years is enough to easily cover most of the war platforms.Not to mention this small cabin, he could clearly perceive the ups and downs of breathing of the entire floor.

The woman with an unfamiliar voice was only a few meters away from him, and it was obviously not even a wall away from the door. Why was there no breath in front of the door under the sense of domineering and knowledgeable?

The crisp footsteps still followed Sakaski's instructions and moved slightly towards this side, getting closer and closer.

"The coffee has been placed on the coffee table next to the sofa for you. Please use it slowly, Mr. Sa, who is thoughtful and wise!" The voice is not very soft, and the calmness is intertwined with indifference, as if deliberately alienating people thousands of miles away .

But for some reason, Sakalski always felt that there was a hint of deep complaints and annoyance hidden in the compliments full of honorific words.

This female voice seemed familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before, but I just couldn't remember where it was.

Besides, he hasn't offended this kind of little girl who can't control her temper recently.This unequivocal resentment directed directly at him is simply inexplicable!

However, considering that the person behind him is an assassin, it is reasonable to have resentment.

After all, the explosion of the explosive rock was diverted by everyone's joint efforts, and all the personnel were not even slightly injured.

[This is undoubtedly not in line with the assassin's interests... I see, this makes sense. 】Your Excellency, who is fighting wits and courage with the air, thought about it.

Facing the "Assassin" who completely shielded the domineering perception and could not catch the movement, Sakaski put his elbows on the table and rested his chin lightly on the back of his hands. In a seemingly casual relaxed posture, he slowly accumulated It is enough to support him to burst up instantly and kill with one blow.

Maybe the other party does have a rare concealment method in the world, even if he is as strong as him, he can't catch the breath of the person behind him.

But Sakasky is also confident that he can take the life of this excellent assassin in an instant. After all, if the opponent is strong enough to confront him head-on, he will not use this method of assassination and poisoning to attack.

The old general, who felt that this wave was stable, turned his back to the woman behind him, and said in a deep voice:

"You're not the first person sent to kill me, and of course, you won't be the last."

The indifferent and haughty pretty face of the tall lady wearing a military cap gradually melted, and after a moment of hesitation, she finally showed the most obvious confusion.

"?"

456. Ms. Chuan Ling is not a big bomb

After waiting for a long time without seeing the opponent make a move, Sakaski finally turned his head impatiently and looked at the uninvited guest in front of him.

It was a tall and slender woman, and she was about the same age as Robin just by looking at her appearance. Her whole body was wrapped in that plain and thick military uniform, and she looked no different from those young female soldiers at first glance.

Ru Mo's long hair was not tied up according to the military regulations, but was neatly draped over his shoulders and hung down to his waist.

Her hair color is darker than the deepest night, and the long hair that hangs down at her waist is smoother than the world's finest silk and satin.

Its delicate face can't find a trace of flaws, but it makes people feel vaguely unreal.

But what Sakarski cares most about is those crimson eyes that look like candles.

Upon closer inspection, the rare eye color is like the finest pigeon blood red.

It was supposed to be warm and moist like agate red jade, but for some reason it looked quite dim and lacked highlights, and it was cold from the inside out like ten thousand years of ice.

"Kill you? General, your questioning is really cute." After a short moment of loss of consciousness and confusion, this powerful sister who should have been the focus of attention no matter where she went, returned to her expressionless face. State of indifference.

Sakaski clicked his tongue, and the Black Sail Alliance spent a lot of money this time.

Such an ability to completely block the perception of domineering arrogance is rare in his life. In addition, he is such a beautiful and beautiful woman. It is not difficult to predict that she is an extremely outstanding individual even in the group of assassins in the new world.

"It's courageous to come to assassinate me alone. Tell me, which Black Sail Alliance do you belong to? The Golden Lion? The White Beard? Or that suicidal maniac?" The experienced veteran moved his knuckles slightly, Prepare to capture the person in front of you.