Kaidou of the Beasts Would like to Call Me the Strongest Creature

No one knew what Kukanda was talking about with old Geroni.

It's just that after leaving old Geroni's office, Kukanda quickly ordered some things with his accompanying subordinates.

"The Colobo family will help us find that Devil Fruit together, Foz, you go to prepare and cooperate with this aspect, the people above have attached great importance to the search for these unknown Devil Fruits in the past two years, which is really strange. ' Kukanda said as he walked.

"Sir, I'm coming?" the man named Foz asked in surprise.

He looks like he is in his 40s, and he should feel like a little leader in the CP organization.

"Why don't you come?" Kukanda glanced at Foz and asked.

Foz said with a depressed expression: "Sir, I really don't have enough energy here, you know, I've been looking for those scholars who are banned and elusive..."

A few years ago, the world's official government suddenly discovered a strange thing, that is, there were some mysterious scholars all over the world, and these scholars were daring to study the historical text!

The historical text is something that has been banned from research by the official government of the world. The reason is also very good. That is, the historical text written in ancient characters hides the secrets of the three ancient weapons that can destroy the world.

Therefore, studying the historical text is likely to lead to uncontrollable disasters.

Of course, this is a statement on the surface. In private, it was banned because a lot of the black history of the world's official government was recorded in the historical text.

But in any case, there are scholars doing these things, and the world's official government can't bear it, so in the past few years, the world's official government has also been investigating these things.

But so far, not much has been gained.

But because the archaeological holy site Ohara is in West Blue, the official side of the world is focusing on the situation of West Blue.

"Speaking of this matter... The above has already decided to leave this matter to the people from CP-9. After you go back, hand over it." Kukanda said solemnly.

Foz was stunned for a moment, and then said very dissatisfiedly: "Sir, I have been tracking down for so long, and I am about to gain something. You let me hand it over to..."

But before he finished speaking, Kukanda scolded angrily: "How dare you mention it? After so long, what clues have you grasped? If it weren't for you, I would not be able to lift it up in front of that bastard Spandain. Start? Now people say that our CP-5 is not good for things! What do you want me to do?"

Foz couldn't raise his head when he was being scolded, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense any more.

After Kukanda breathed a sigh of relief, he then said: "CP-9 has no foundation in West Blue, but it has been approved by Commodore that our subordinate Sicily is assigned to them as a peripheral foundation, but Spandain doesn't. If you want to take advantage of me, after you go back, go to Sicily to start the last dead man program, brainwash all the newcomers in it, and then take them away to be cannon fodder, count the time, you still have about three months or so. Buffer, Geroni and the others should also be able to find the news of Devil Fruit, don't let me down again this time!"

The CP agency is a secret intelligence investigation and secret agency in the hands of the world's official government.

The emphasis is on stealth, and in a place like West Blue, what better way to hide than with a 'mafia' skin?

There must be, but for cannon fodder, it is not too extravagant.

Sicily is the deal between the Kolobo family and the CP organization. On the surface, it is the training base of the Mafia, but it is actually the CP organization, but the new people inside do not know about it.

Most people don't even know it until they die. After all, this place is only for training some cannon fodder.

It's not really a weave.

Foz was reluctant, but he had no choice but to accept this arrangement.

After taking a few more steps, Kukanda seemed to remember something and said, "Your son is doing very well at the headquarters. If you can give me a face this time, I will help you pave the way for him. ."

After hearing this, Foz, who was originally in a low mood, immediately became happy and said, "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely not let you down this time!"

His son, Foz F., was indeed a very gifted fellow.

Foz quickly arranged the relevant matters.

This strange storm of internal competition in CP quickly swept over Surrut, who should have nothing to do with these.

On this day, Surrut got up naturally and went to target training after eating.

It turned out that halfway through training, a guy in a black suit walked into the training ground, said a few words to the Instructor, and left.

Surrut didn't care about that at first, but after the man left, the Instructor stopped live-fire training immediately.

Soon, in the confusion, Surrut and others were quickly taken away from the training ground.

In fact, the entire base should be very large, but Surrut has stayed here for more than half a year and has no chance to go around. Everyday life is a fixed activity area.

This time they were taken to the second underground floor. After entering the second floor, every time they passed a room, the newcomer who walked in front would be taken in.

There were fewer and fewer people in the team, and Surrut's mood became heavy.

"What's going on? Judging by the sudden arrival of the black suit, it seems like a sudden time?" Surrut thought to himself.

The unease in his heart is very strong, but he doesn't think there is any danger to his life, right?

Maybe it's time for the next training schedule?

After all, it's delicious and delicious, and after training them for so long, you can't suddenly take them and bury them alive, right? Isn't that a waste of resources? Sick people do this!

Soon, Surrut was also taken into a room.

Different from the dimness of the corridor outside, this room is very bright. It doesn't look like it is on the second basement floor at all. Several high-wattage light bulbs on the roof are a bit dazzling.

The room was empty, except for a surgical bed with a good sense of technology in the middle, there was nothing else.

"Human transformation? Organ removal?" Surrut was shocked. Is this mafia so pervert now?

"Big brother, we're our own!" Surrut turned sharply back and shouted to the two guards behind him.

However, the two guards had no intention of being sympathetic at all. One hand and one hand locked Surrut's arm and pressed him directly on the operating table.

Surrut struggled violently, but after half a year of training, he couldn't compare to these professional players, especially after taking a few electric batons, he lost his strength and was locked on the operating table.

Only then did one of the guards say, "Don't worry, I didn't mean to hurt you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened again, and a white coat walked in with a toolbox in his hand, glanced at the situation inside, and then said: "Everything is ready, then start brainwashing. .."

Surrut? ? ?

Brainwashing when the mafia? Is the awareness of prevention so strict?

"My own brother! I joined the Kolobo family voluntarily! No brainwashing!" Surrut shouted in a panic.

"Kolobo? Hehehe, lad, we are not some kind of mafia." The white coat said with an evil smile on his face.

Surrut froze for a moment.

But before he could speak, the white coat said with a weird smile, "Welcome to CP-5..."

The next second, all the incandescent lights on the roof were shining on Surrut's face, and for a split second, he felt as if he had been blinded.

Then, an electric current began to be released from the operating table. It was not very powerful, but it made him uncomfortable.

The white coat took out some speaker-like things from the toolbox and placed it around Surrut. When it was opened, it spread an audio sound wave that was very uncomfortable to listen to.

After a while, Surrut felt dizzy, and his consciousness began to dissipate quickly.

The white coat saw that the struggling Surrut was no longer moving, nodded with satisfaction, stepped forward, opened Surrut's eyelids, observed for a moment: "The target has lost consciousness, and can start brainwashing."

Then, the speaker began to play a long recorded sentence.

"I am loyal to the world's righteous government, willing to sacrifice my humble life for the world's righteous government, to serve the supreme Celestial Dragons, to obey the arrangements of the superiors to the death, and never question any orders..."

Several speakers played directly in surround and began to brainwash Surrut.

This set of procedures looks strange, but after hundreds of years of time testing, it is indeed very effective, and it is very popular in the cannon fodder of the CP organization.

That's right, because this kind of brainwashing will affect mental problems to a certain extent in the future, and those who are forcibly brainwashed will become more or less sluggish, so only the cannon fodder troops will be forced to brainwash like this.

After all, this is simple and practical, and it can be done quickly. As for the side effects, cannon fodder, what kind of brain do you need?

After observing for a while, and seeing that there was no problem, the white coat said, "Pay attention to injecting him with nutrient solution, and let him down after three days."

"Yes!" The guard responded quickly. *