I, Whisperer, Admiral

Chapter 58 Decline
Hearing Berigold's words, Zefa frowned immediately.

These CP guys really don't take their elite class seriously at all. When he thought about it, Zefa couldn't help but turn cold. He turned his head to look at Seti and the others and said:

"Let's go, the special training these days should come in handy."

On the other side, in the marshal's office, Sengoku, Garp, Lieutenant General Tsuru, and three generals, Akakenu, Kizaru, and Aokiji, are receiving an official from the World Government.

After a drowsy official tone, the government official picked up his top hat and got up to say goodbye. Before leaving, he seemed to remember something, and suddenly said:

"By the way, Marshal of the Warring States Period, you should know that the new members of CP9 are going to compete with the students of the elite battalion."

"This matter, I heard Stucey talk about it before, and it seems to be the day after tomorrow after calculating the time,"

Hearing what Warring States said, the government official suddenly showed a somewhat surprised expression and said:
"Oh? Don't you know that the time has been adjusted? Because CP has suddenly arranged an urgent task, so this discussion has been brought forward to today. Didn't Ms. Stuci mention it to you?"

Speaking of which, the official looked at his watch, bowed quickly and said:
"I still have a meeting to attend here, so I won't stay here any longer, and I hope Marshal Haihan of the Warring States Period."

After speaking, he hurried out the door, and Zhan Guo smiled and watched the senior government official go away, but the smile on his face gradually disappeared after the other party walked away:
"That bitch definitely did it on purpose."

At this time, Akainu, who had been silent on the side, suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"Now the CP people don't care about the elite class anymore? Hmph, those recruits led by Mr. Zefa are really not as good as one class, and the navy's face has been taken by them..."

Before he finished speaking, Garp, who was originally drowsy, suddenly laughed loudly:

"Woohahaha, it's really interesting. I have to watch this kind of excitement."

Hearing what his old chief said, Aokiji also lazily said:
"Alara, it is indeed a very interesting thing."

Akaken's words were interrupted by Karp in the middle, and now he heard Aokiji's unequivocal expression that he also wanted to go and have a look, his face immediately became gloomy.

He didn't want to stay here for a moment, and he didn't ask Zhan Guo's opinion, so he let out a cold snort and left.

Seeing Akainu leaving like this, Garp and Aokiji didn't care, and the two of them went towards the elite camp one after the other.

After the three of them left, Huang Yuan, who had been silent all the time, thought for a while and suddenly pouted his chin, showing an extremely obscene expression, and said to Zhan Guo:

"I heard that there is a young man from CP who claims to be the first genius of CP in 800 years. It's really scary. I want to meet such a scary little guy."

Looking at Huang Yuan's wretched expression, and thinking about the three people who left earlier, Zhan Guo felt his blood pressure go up.

With such a group of top-notch subordinates under his command, it's really tiring for me to be a marshal.

Rubbing his swollen temples, Zhan Guo waved his hands helplessly and said, "Go see it if you want."

The crane on the side looked at Zhan Guo with some sympathy, patted Zhan Guo's back lightly to signal him to calm down, and then comforted him:

"You don't have to be so nervous. Didn't you know about this before? What difference does it make if it's a day earlier or a day later? What we should care about now is the result of this confrontation, right? "

Hearing the crane's voice, Zhan Guo felt that his congested chest felt much better. He cheered up and said:
"You're right, this process is actually not important, and now we can only place our hopes on the little guys in the elite class."

Speaking of this, he also called the herald outside and signaled him to turn on the video phone bug and cut the screen to the elite camp.

…………

Zefa and Garp, who brought Sett and others back to the elite class, bumped into each other.

Seeing Zefa and the others in a hurry, Garp and the others realized what was going on. They didn't waste any time. After a simple greeting, they followed Zefa into the elite camp.

When a group of people walked into the elite camp, the atmosphere in the elite camp could be described as gloomy.

There are already many wounded lying in the elite camp at this time. Although they are not life-threatening, the appearance of lying there needing to be looked after by others is really ugly.

The most unexpected thing was that Smoker was among the wounded at this time, being taken care of by Tina.

On the other hand, among the people in cp9 on the other side, almost no one was injured. The only one, Gabra, who was injured, only looked a little embarrassed at this time, far from lying on the ground and unable to move.

Seeing such a scene as soon as he came in, Zefa's face naturally couldn't look any better, and Garp and others behind him also put away their smiles. The development of the matter to this point was obviously beyond their expectations.

"Smog, what's going on here?"

Seeing Smoker lying on the ground, Zefa asked subconsciously.

He never expected that even Smoker would lose to the opponent.

Smoker turned his head and was unwilling to tell the specific experience. Tina on the side explained:

"Smog was careless, and the opponent took away ten hands during the battle..."

What happened next didn't need to be said by Tina, and Zefa knew what was going on. A person with a natural ability was deprived of the Hailoushi weapon. One can imagine the fate.

Although he was angry, this was not the time to train his apprentices. Zefa turned his head and was about to preside over the overall situation, but Rob Lucci, who was opposite, walked out without changing his expression.

He stared at Zefa and Karp and other high-ranking naval executives, bent down slightly as a "salute", and then said calmly:

"We are Cipher Pol No.9, a special organization of the world government. We have been ordered to come here to inquire about the strength of the members of the elite class of the Navy Headquarters. If your navy dares to accept our challenge, please send the strongest of you here.

Of course, if the person with natural abilities just now is the strongest here, then we don't have to do anything extra. There is really no need to waste time on such an 'elite camp'. "

What a crazy kid.

Hearing what Lu Qi said, Zefa and the others couldn't help but frown.

Although this calm performance is indeed worthy of their high regard, but what this kid said is really too harsh.

But their group had indeed defeated many students from the elite camp just now, even if Zefa deliberately opened his mouth to refute at this time, he seemed a little weak.

Just as Zefa was thinking about how to regain the initiative, a slightly contemptuous voice came into the field:
"No way, no one really thinks that it's great to use some small tricks to take advantage of some small loopholes."

(End of this chapter)