Pirate's Freedom

On the Chambord Islands, beside the Yarkman mangrove that marks the number [2], a dozen huge fish with streamlined bodies swiftly passed by.

Seats and handles are tied to the back of the fish's body, and its fins and tail are wide and strong.

The translucent wings on both sides of the body vibrate at high speed, and the buzzing sound echoes in the air.

A small black dot followed closely behind.

"Hey hey hey! Be careful!!"

The flying fish made a huge twist in the air.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Taking out the captured loot, Langdon turned around and fired continuously. The incoming vacuum slash was deflected and passed by the side of the flying fish.

"Good marksmanship! Man!"

"This is the first time I've seen something that can fly in the sky! It seems that you have really provoked a powerful guy, but there is nothing we can do about it. Customers come first, and getting paid to do things is our principle."

In the driver's seat in front of Langdon, a guy wearing a motorcycle suit, goggles, and hair tied into tight pigtails was chattering away.

"Don't worry, we are the championship team of the Shampoo Islands [Death Race]. If you want to catch up with us, this speed is still far behind."

Indeed, as he said, the sound of 'bang bang bang' popping in the air was gradually fading away.

Looking at the last look the guy gave him, Langdon could guarantee that his expression must be much uglier than the mask with his pouty mouth.

"How's it going? Man, you did a great job!"

Area 2 of the Shampoo Islands has been left behind, and area 3 has also spanned most of it. At this point, it is basically out of danger.

"Haha, yes, I got a good expression."

The last photo was also printed through the connected portable device. After throwing the camera phone bug hard, Langdon raised his head from the high-altitude object.

"However, I personally suggest that you go out to avoid the limelight. As it happens, I also have a new commission with a more generous reward..."

……

In terms of topography, the area from No. 60 to No. 69 is mainly the naval garrison and government entrance and exit, located at the southernmost tip of the entire Shampoo Islands.

From numbers 1 to 29, the [illegal zone], which is mainly engaged in illegal operations such as human trafficking and contraband trading, is located in the middle of the Chambord Islands. From south to north, the serial numbers are also from low to high.

So it is somewhat ironic that the largest human auction house in the Chambord Islands is actually right under the nose of the navy, very close to the base.

In less than 10 minutes, the rapidly advancing navy had already seen the tall Arqi mangrove tree with white stripes marking the number [1].

Even the dull roar reached here faintly.

"Latest orders, Lieutenant General Jonathan."

After receiving the contact, Colonel Xiang hurried to Lieutenant General Jonathan. After a pause, he reported to him in a low voice.

"The order requires the Navy to cooperate with the CP to seal off the area around the employment agency and prohibit anyone from leaving."

"...How is the live broadcast going?"

There was no immediate answer. Lieutenant General Jonathan stared at the phone bug in his hand and asked the person on the other side.

"Report...Lieutenant General Jonathan..."

The naval soldier who had suspended his vacation stood up in a daze. Around him, there were people everywhere who didn't know whether to stand up or continue to kneel.

"The Tianlong people died from the explosion of their collars..."

"..."

Lieutenant General Jonathan hung up the phone bug.

"Go ahead and slow down your progress."

……

Area [-] of Shampoo Islands, human auction house.

"The device has been found."

According to the shooting angle, the government agents quickly found the image phone bug Dorian and the others had arranged in a corner.

"Do you want to cut off communication?"

"……no need."

Watching the Tianlong people being blown to pieces, CP0's fingers trembled slightly as he thought about his next fate.

"The matter has come to an end. If you want to see it, let them see it to the fullest. The fate of those who offended the power of God will be engraved in your heart."

With the stage as the center, huge radiating blood stains continued to extend on the wall, and broken flesh was scattered on the ground.

The auction house was obviously packed, and the fiery atmosphere a moment ago was still in the air, but now there was only deathly silence.

"What's more, although the problems of the untouchables are easy to solve——"

The well-made suit was in tatters. One foot stepped on the head of the person in charge, and with the sound of struggle, the marble floor gradually cracked...

"But those rats in the corners will still be around."

His eyes were cold.

"In order to get rid of some unnecessary thoughts, I may need you and your boss behind the scenes to give me a little help."

……

Naval Headquarters, Marin Vando.

"Pfft-!!! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!"

After spitting out the crumbs of senbei and the tea in his mouth, Garp burst into tears with laughter, "Auction of the Celestial Dragons...!! Hahahaha~~!!"

Garp patted his thigh desperately.

"Although I don't know where this ruthless character came from, I really have you! Hahahaha~~!! You did such a good job——"

"Shut up! Garp!"

Interrupting what his old friend was about to say, Zeng Guo rubbed his brows with a headache.

"I didn't call you here to hear you talk nonsense!!"

Zefa took the training ship of the elite training camp out to sea, Lieutenant General He went to the West Sea to hunt down Doflamingo, and in the clean and bright spacious office of the Warring States General, there were only two old friends bickering and chatting as usual.

"I understand what you mean, Sengoku, but-"

The carefree Garp said without hesitation.

"This kind of calm and crazy plan is not the style of that brat Long."

"It's true...it's interconnected but extremely bold."

The frowning Sengoku spoke while thinking.

"The riots in Mariejoia were suppressed by the World Government a while ago. There may be some connection..."

For a moment, except for the tapping of Sengoku's fingers and the sound of Garp rummaging through boxes and cabinets, the office became quiet.

"This kind of troublesome matter has nothing to do with the navy. The world government should leave it to CP to handle it."

With a 'pop' sound, a bag of senbei was slapped in front of Warring States. Garp, who borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha, gave him a rare comfort.

"Don't think so much, Sengoku, the navy's opponents are just pirates."

"The situation here is not much better," Seng Guo's expression did not improve at all.

"Since the competition held in the New World, the situation on the sea has become worse and worse. Little-known guys suddenly jumped up, and the original troublesome people suddenly became stronger."

He flipped through the statistics compiled from the intelligence on the table again, his temples pulsing.

"Even the number of supernovae this year has set a new record."

"Whether it is for the selection of the [Ocean Shichibukai] or for the founding of [Wano Country], such a reckless move will ultimately put the pressure on the Navy."

Thinking of the fierce waves on the sea today, pirates and navy, and the new generation of monsters fighting each other, the huge destruction and casualties, Sengoku couldn't help but say.

“At the end of the day, what’s the point of having a competition like this?”

"This is not like you, Sengoku," Garp reminded while eating senbei, "Are you trying to say that the Five Old Stars are old and confused?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, with a 'tear' sound, Sengoku tore open the bag in front of him and bit into the senbei until it made a 'click' sound.

"When something like this happens, the world government needs to stabilize people's hearts," he said, handing the statistical document to the goat beside him.

"I may have to stay in the Chambord Islands for a while."