Pirates: Devour All Evil

"What do you think of him?"

After Karsas left, Zhan Guo looked at He beside him.

Vice Admiral Tsuru is an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life and has an extraordinary ability to judge people. A leader who has been in a high position for a long time can almost understand what kind of person the other person is when they meet for the first time.

"Oh, maybe he's a little fellow who yearns for justice, otherwise why would he want to be on Kuzan's ship so much?"

"That's true, but he comes from the Drum Kingdom, and they've given us so many medical resources, so let's take better care of him."

Sengoku stopped what he was doing, put the information on the table, stretched, and looked at Garp beside him.

"But it's time to clean up the termites hiding in our navy, and I can also avenge 'Xiaomiguo'."

"Let's go, Cap!"

Zhan Guo pulled off his navy justice cloak, draped it over his shoulders, waved his hand, and prepared to secretly carry out the insect catching operation.

However, under the supervision of the "wise general" Sengoku, Vergo, who is only a lieutenant general, has no chance of winning at all.

"Wait for me, Sengoku!"

Garp was about to go out rashly, but after Sengoku went out, he continued to act as the sixth man at an extremely fast speed, took out a key from his trouser pocket, directly opened Sengoku's drawer, and took away all the senbei inside.

Looking at Goat and Vice Admiral Crane with strange expressions, Garp explained a little more.

"Ah! This time, my mission with Sengoku might take a long time. I was afraid that the senbei in Sengoku's drawer would go bad, so I had no choice but to take it away."

However, Sengoku, who was outside the door, had already noticed that Garp did not follow immediately, so he eavesdropped at the door, ready to snatch the senbei he had stolen when Garp came out.

Garp hid four packets of senbei in his trouser pocket, held two packets of senbei in his hand, and walked out of the door.

Unexpectedly, he was seen by Zhan Guo.

"Hey, isn't this Garp? You didn't do anything bad behind my back, did you?"

"No no."

"Like stealing senbei or something."

Zhan Guo looked at his hands behind his back and saw that his trouser pockets were full. This was a direct result of clearing out his inventory!

"Senbei, my senbei, if you want to eat them, buy them yourself! Don't take my senbei!"

As he said that, he started fighting with Garp, reaching into his trouser pocket with one hand to take out two bags of senbei.

Garp stuffed the two bags of senbei in his hand directly into Sengoku's arms.

"Hey, Sengoku, I'm already giving you two packs of senbei, so don't be ungrateful."

As expected, Sengoku is not the user of the Face Fruit, and his face is only worth two packs of senbei.

Garp deliberately let the other party win, giving the two bags of senbei in his hand to Sengoku, and then he ran away. Including the senbei in his pocket, he made a profit of four bags of senbei.

Looking at the senbei in his hand whose packaging was smashed by Garp, he couldn't chase Garp, otherwise the two packages of senbei in his hand would be gone.

"Ah, Cap!"

Garp smiled as he listened to Sengoku's incompetent and furious voice.

Sengoku looked at Garp's drooping trouser pockets and smiled.

Things like senbei are more delicious if you fight over them!

On the other side, Karsas followed Major General T. Pengen all the way to a well-equipped training ground with the words "XXth Naval Training Camp" written on it.

Karsas stopped and watched. A fierce battle was going on inside - a navy man with a rooster-like hairstyle was engaging in repeated physical confrontations with a tall and thin man.

There was a strange iron mechanical device that emitted steam on the Cockscomb's arm. Every time the Cockscomb used this steaming arm to hit the white-haired man, the white-haired man tried his best to dodge and was unwilling to take the Cockscomb's attack.

"What's wrong? Zepa, why don't you dare to take my attack? Are you scared?"

The guy with the rooster comb was extremely arrogant and punched down directly.

The thin man named Zepa turned around and dodged in a very embarrassed manner.

The punch hit the ground, creating a cloud of smoke and a big hole with a diameter of half a meter.

"No, no, no, I give up!"

The man called Zepa saw that he couldn't escape anymore, so he just shouted loudly.

"Give up? Too late!"

As he said that, the man with the rooster comb was about to punch Zepa's thin body. If this punch hit the target, Zepa would most likely be dead.

"stop!"

At this time, Zefa ran out from the side and grabbed the cockscomb-headed guy's fist.

By the way, he raised his fist and loudly announced the winner of this semester.

"First place, Grant!"