At the beginning, I summoned Li Jing, who is very cold, and I will fight against Hawkeye!

"The King of the New World Crown, the pure evil, the worst representative of the new era... Jenny Tren." Lieutenant General Tita's eyes were fixed on the man sitting in front of him, and that look seemed to be spitting fire.

His hand was tightly gripping the saber like an iron clamp. Due to excessive force, the blade was shaking slightly and making a tiny buzzing sound.

He glared at Tren with angry eyes, his eyeballs seemed about to pop out of their sockets, and the blue veins on his forehead were throbbing violently, like angry little snakes twisting under the skin.

A low roar came out from between his teeth, and the sound was like thunder coming from deep in his chest: "You are openly opposing the navy!"

"Stop pretending, okay!" Teren shook his head slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. The smile was like oil floating on the water, revealing an indescribable teasing.

His eyes were as calm as a pool of deep water, bottomless and unpredictable, as if everything happening before his eyes was under his control.

Then, he took out [Gambling Madness] slowly and his movements were as graceful as if he was performing a performance.

He casually picked up Tita's rank with a hint of contempt in his eyes: "Vice Admiral... Hehe. I don't believe that a vice admiral of the Navy Headquarters can have the right to mobilize a fleet of this level, let alone the authority of the Seraph."

Tita's body was still shaking slightly, and the trembling was like leaves in the wind, uncontrollable.

But he still suppressed his inner fear and took a small step forward. This small step was a little difficult, as if his feet weighed a thousand pounds.

He took a deep breath and said loudly: "The mission I received is to deal with you. How can it be impossible!" Although his voice was loud, it was a little lacking in confidence.

Thor, who was beside Tren, couldn't help but sneer, and the sound was as sharp as an ice knife scraping across glass.

He folded his hands in front of his chest, clasping his arms tightly, as if to lock up the disdain in his arms.

He tilted his head, glanced at Tita, and said disdainfully: "Carrying out a mission? Lieutenant General? Not accompanied by a general, and you can let that angel self-destruct... Even I can see that there is a problem."

"Is the flaw so big? Damn it." Lieutenant General Tita was speechless for a moment, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

But he quickly calmed down, his lips trembling slightly, as if he was trying to suppress the turbulent waves in his heart.

Turning his head, he looked at Teren with a look of determination in his eyes: "It's life or death now, isn't it you who has the final say? Give me a quick death."

"That won't do!" Teren tapped the drawing paper in his hand lightly, tapping it rhythmically with his fingers. He narrowed his eyes, revealing a mysterious light, and said slowly, "I still have some questions for you!"

"Problem?" Lieutenant General Tita frowned slightly, with confusion and vigilance in his eyes.

"That's right! If you can answer it, I will let you go!" There was a hint of temptation in Teren's voice, like a devil tempting a mortal.

Hearing this, Tita's eyes widened, as if they were suddenly stimulated by a strong light.

His mind suddenly became agitated, like a pot of boiling water, with all kinds of thoughts churning in his mind.

"He wants to get information about Seraphim from me? Or technology?

Haha, pirates are pirates, stupid guy! If I have the skills of Seraph, how could I be here?

However, I may end my life here!

Damn it, I haven’t even been to Pleasure Street yet! If I die as a virgin, I’ll be a sea beast in my next life.”

Tita's expression became very complicated. Sometimes she raised her chin proudly, sometimes she laughed softly with a hint of self-mockery in her laughter, and sometimes she showed a sad look.

Just as Tita was proud, laughing, and sad at the same time, Tren frowned, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

There was confusion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a strange creature: "This guy has such a rich inner drama? Is he a fool? He really has run away."

"Ask me, I won't tell you anything." Tita said through gritted teeth, his teeth clenched tightly together, and two muscles bulged on his cheeks.

"Are you sure?" Tren stood up. His movements were slow, as if he was deliberately creating a sense of oppression.

He walked in front of Lieutenant General Tita, and every step he took seemed to be stepping on Tita's heart. He stared straight at Tita, as if he wanted to see through Tita.

"Hmm..." Tita couldn't help but take a step back. His feet seemed to be pulled by something and it was difficult for him to move backwards.

He didn't dare look directly into Teren's eyes, his gaze was dodging. After a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind, and said through gritted teeth: "I can listen first."

At this time, Albedo, who was standing aside, sighed softly. There was a hint of disgust in her eyes. That disgust seemed to be materialized.

She shot a glance at Tita from her eyes, and she opened her lips slightly and uttered two words: "Garbage." The voice was icy cold.

Tita ignored Albedo and snorted coldly, the sound was like a breath of cold air from her nose. She raised her head and looked directly at Tren.

"Tell me! What's the problem?"

Looking at Tita, Tren smiled. That smile was like a cold light that suddenly appeared in the darkness, making Tita shiver.

He swallowed subconsciously, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

At the moment when Teren raised his hand, Tita also subconsciously closed his eyes, his body was like a taut bowstring.

His heart was filled with despair: "Sure enough, they were just teasing me. Here I come, my next life as a sea beast!"

"Open your eyes, why are you closing them?" Just when Tita was wondering, Tren's voice came out, accompanied by the sound of shaking paper.

That voice was like a life-saving straw, which ignited a glimmer of hope in Tita's heart.

Tita opened his eyes subconsciously, and then saw a painting. He stared at the painting with doubt and confusion in his eyes.

"This is……"

Teren looked at Tita who opened her eyes and raised his eyebrows, which looked like two lively little snakes.

"I drew this. Do you recognize it? If you can answer it, I'll let you go."

"Are these Celestial Dragons? No, no! Celestial Dragons don't have such fancy hair colors, but this group of guys looks so familiar." Tita looked at Tren's paintings, her eyes constantly scanning the paintings, her brows tightly furrowed, like a knot that couldn't be untied.

His expression was very conflicted. For a moment, it was not right to say that he knew him, but it was also not right to say that he did not know him.

"If you can't answer it, you'll die!" Tren waved his hand, and the gesture was like he was driving away a fly.

He motioned for Gray Wolf to step back, then sat back in his chair, his movements very leisurely, as if he was sitting in his own garden.

"Tita, I'll give you one more chance, think it over carefully."

"This is entirely the man's own painting. How can I possibly answer that?" Lieutenant General Tita took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently.

He looked at the destroyed warships around him with a hint of despair in his eyes.

He looked at these powerful enemies in front of him again, and there was more fear in his eyes.

He knew in his heart that today would be a very dangerous day, but as a vice admiral of the Navy Headquarters and CP0 codename Owl, his sense of honor would never allow him to surrender.

"I must prove my identity even if I die." Thinking of this, Tita clenched his saber tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged as he shouted:

"Tren, I'm from the navy. I would rather die than betray the navy." His voice echoed in the air, with a kind of heroic spirit of facing death head-on.

Lieutenant General Tita swung his saber quickly, his body spinning like a whirlwind, and the saber in his hand flashed cold light.

He rushed towards Tren who was approaching him. His movements were swift and decisive, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, ready to go all out.

At this moment, Li Jing suddenly took action, his movements as fast as lightning.

The sword in his hand was like a snake emerging from a cave, blocking Lieutenant General Tita's sword.

With a "clang" sound, sparks flew everywhere, and the sparks looked like blooming fireworks.

Li Jing's eyes flashed with helplessness. He shook his head and said, "Captain, stop playing! I have a tea party with Nasus, Escanor, and Mr. Kratos this afternoon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he cut off Tita's knife cleanly and neatly. The action was done in one go without any delay.

Then he turned and counterattacked, and the sword was like a blooming sword flower.

"Bang!" Tita flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and hit the guardrail of the warship heavily.

His body seemed to have lost all its strength and he gasped for air. The sound was like that of an old bellows.

"Indeed." On this side, after hearing what Li Jing said, Teren stood up again. His movements were very natural and he sighed. The sigh sounded like the rustling of leaves in the wind.

He turned his eyes to look at Albedo, with a hint of trust in his eyes: "The CP of this world government is now in your hands, you can do whatever you like!"

"Really? Captain!" When Albedo heard what Tren said, she couldn't help but hold her face with her hands. Her face was filled with excitement, her eyes were shining with excitement, and there was even a hint of flush, as if she was drunk.

Under the guardrail, Tita quickly climbed up and shouted: "How did you know?! No, I'm not a CP of the World Government! I'm a vice admiral of the Marine Headquarters!" His voice was a little panicked and his eyes were filled with fear.

But Tren ignored him and turned away, his back revealing a cold look.

Just as Tita was about to step forward again, her feet were suddenly crushed by the corner of a chair.

A look of pain instantly appeared on his face, his mouth opened wide and he let out a scream.

Albedo looked at Tita, who was wailing with happiness, and smiled. That smile was like a flower blooming in the darkness, revealing a strange beauty.

She tilted her head, her eyes full of curiosity, "Okay, what do we do next?"