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"Lieutenant Sith, Colonel Victor is looking for you." There was a knock on the door. It was Victor's personal guard, who saluted Sith with a standard military salute.

"Okay, I see, I'll go right away."

Sith nodded and couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Why is this old man looking for him again?

Sith changed his clothes, picked up a standard saber from the side, and finally came to the command room as Victor requested.

"Colonel, you're looking for me."

"Well, come in!" Victor nodded towards him, the cigar in his mouth remained unchanged forever, and he was puffing away with another person in the office.

"Yes."

As soon as he entered the office, Sis's eyes were attracted to the man opposite Victor. He had short silver hair and bulging muscles. He had a ten-handed stick behind his back and a cigar in his mouth. At first glance, he looked like an old smoker. Gun, they are more like father and son than Monica.

"Smog?"

Sith's voice was very low, but it was still heard by the two people opposite.

Victor frowned and glanced at the two of them, "Do you know each other?"

Sith shook his head, "I know Commodore Smoker, but Commodore Smoker doesn't know me. The former base commander of the Rogge Town Naval Base in the East China Sea. He solved the new star of the navy in Alabasta, Commodore Smoker. This is me. But I’ve seen it in the newspaper.”

Smoker was a little cold and glanced at Sith, "I don't want to talk to you about this."

He clenched his fists. This incident was a disgrace to him, Smoker. It was disgusting that the rising star of the navy was promoted to the rank of officer just because of the pirates.

Sisi shrugged his shoulders, just don't mention it if you don't want to mention it. A gentleman can bully others. The thing he is least afraid of is a stupid young man like Smoker. If he really can't do it, he will be beaten to death. Besides, they are not the same. Systematically, this Sith will immediately be a member of the Judiciary Island and the Naval Staff. Although he is a military attache in name, he is probably also a civilian official. What does he have to do with a vulgar warrior like Smoker?

The atmosphere was a bit solemn, and Victor also narrowed his eyes.

Although he hates pigs snooping on his own cabbage, Sis is his, and when will it be the turn of outsiders to point fingers.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about these unhappy things. Sith, please be a little more polite. You will have to go to Malinfando with Brigadier General Smoker soon!"

The word "brigadier general" is very strong. He insists on saying whatever others don't want to hear. Could it be that he, Victor, is afraid of him?

Although his official position is not as high as Smoker's, as a veteran who has worked in the naval system for so many years, how could he not have one or two disciples who are old, Cricket Smoker, he can still withstand it now.

Sith nodded and turned his head to Victor, "By the way, uncle, I seem to have eaten a devil fruit."

"Devil Fruit? When did it happen?" Victor and Smoker looked over with their eyes widened.

Sis scratched his head and said with a simple face, "Haha, it should be today. I heard that I was promoted. I always want to eat something."

Victor rolled his eyes at him, slapped his face, and pointed, "Sith, do you think I'm stupid?"

"You shouldn't be stupid!"

"Then what are you fooling me about?" Victor suddenly slapped Sis on the forehead, sighed, and turned around, "Forget it, the child is old and I can't control it anymore. I just hope You work hard after your promotion. The greater your ability, the greater your responsibility."

Sith's face was a little stiff, as if he was acting a bit.

Smoker didn't know when he pulled out the ten hands behind his back, looked at Sith, and blew a smoke ring at him. He looked a bit ruffian, and he was more like a gangster than a navy man.

"Sith Lieutenant, no, it seems that he will be a Sith Major soon, right? How about you, are you interested in trying your new abilities?"

He squinted his eyes, he smoked, and his revenge didn't last overnight.

"Um, um..." Both Sith and Victor were a little silent.

"Are you afraid? Or Colonel Victor..."

Victor looked over, curled his lips, and gave Sis a look. Being beaten was a small matter, but it was a big deal for Victor to lose face. Give him a look and you will understand.

Sith's expression froze, and he drew a circle in his mind, deciding to have a long talk with Monica before leaving to resolve the virginity problem that he had been having for many years.

Sighing, "Okay, Brigadier General Smoker, since you want to test my strength, please be gentle and stop."

Smoker nodded, holding a cigar in his mouth, with a strange expression on his face, "Definitely."

Seeing Smoker's half-smiling expression, Sith felt a chill in his heart, knowing that he might not be able to escape today's beating. Sure enough, he was just feeling high for a while and was cremated afterwards.

……

A quarter of an hour later, the 177th branch of the navy was at the school grounds.

It was getting late at night, and it was a peaceful retirement place that usually did not cause any trouble. There were no people visible on the school grounds. There were only Sis, Smoker, Victor, and Ensign Da from the Navy Headquarters who followed Smoker. Siki.

"Draw the sword, Sith, I won't bully you, I can let you take the first shot." Smoker lit a cigar, blew out a smoke ring, and pointed at Sith with his fingers, looking like a villain, without any master's demeanor. No.

"Then it's better for me to be respectful than to obey." Sith also pulled out a long knife from his waist and took a fighting stance.

He is very cautious. Although Smoker may not be considered the ultimate master in the world of Pirate King, there is no doubt that this should be the strongest opponent he has encountered in so many years.

"Lord Smoker, you have to be careful. I'm not as weak as I look." With the long knife across his chest, Sith licked his mouth, his eyes sharp.

"Ha!" Smoker twisted his mouth, not paying attention to Sith's warning.

Are you kidding me? He, Smoker, is the Commodore of the Navy Headquarters, a disciple of General Zefa, a student of the elite class, a true second-generation seaman, and a mere lieutenant of a second-line unit. He actually wants to defeat him. What is he doing? Blue sky daydream.

Sith wasn't annoyed either, and just gave him an awkward yet polite smile.

"Then I'll take care of you, Lord Smoker. Please don't slap me in the face."

"Hahaha, don't worry, I..." Faced with Sith's submission, Smoker was very pleased, holding a cigar in his mouth and looking up to the sky laughing.

"It's now."

Before Smoker finished speaking, Sith quickly flew forward without any excessive skills, and the long knife in his hand was pointed directly at his neck.

The long knife and the ten hands sparked in mid-air. Smoker was a little surprised by the force coming from the knife, but he was only surprised for a moment. He seemed to be able to face the sudden attack of the Sith. It was just because he couldn't face the Sith with pretense. A little annoyed.

"As expected of the brigadier general of our headquarters, this strength, tsk tsk!" Sith said again, taunting Smoker.

"Hmph!" Smoker didn't say anything. He just blocked and puffed on the cigar in his mouth. His face was gloomy, and he seemed to be ready to open it up.

Victor on the side looked at the battle in front of him and raised his eyebrows at Dusky, full of drama.

"How's it going? I'm a good young man, right? He's handsome and has pretty good strength. How about you think about it, girl?"