Dream tapirs feed on dreams and keep company with fog.

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From this angle, the white fog looks a bit like the secretion of a dream tapir.

Quite weird.

However, it will obviously take some time to create enough fog to cover the approaching horror triangular sailboat.

Coincidentally, it can be used as a fermentation time for panic.

Buggy rubbed his hands expectantly.

Standing on the mast of the horror triangular sailboat, he could even see the red continent vaguely spliced ​​with the night sky from a distance.

The more majestic and the more corrupt, the more worth destroying.

"Mr. Buggy, I'm here!"

Morgans flapped his wings and climbed up the main pole with some difficulty. Birds that cannot fly will indeed face more difficulties in life.

His eyes were full of excitement.

Unlike the destruction of order that Buggy wanted to see, the intelligence emperor only wanted to see simple big news.

Good or bad!

Buggy didn't care about such eyes.

There must be a desire to hold these tools firmly in your hands.

Fear alone is not enough.

He realized this very early.

"Let's spread the news to the World Government."

"News?" Morgans took the notebook he carried with him.

"Yes." Buggy touched his chin and chuckled, "Just say that the dead souls of the Valley of the Gods came to seek revenge on them."

Valley of the Gods? !

Morgans' eyes widened.

"You always knew?"

Why did Lord Buggy know about the Valley of the Gods?

Didn't the World Government block all the news? And Lord Buggy didn't get on the ship at that time

No, that's not right!

Lord Buggy was once a member of that ship, so it's normal for him to know such a secret!

"I said, how could someone like you suddenly come to the Horror Triangle?"

The birdman looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

"So you already knew that the Horror Triangle was part of the Valley of the Gods."

"?"

Buggy turned his head, a little puzzled.

The dead souls he just mentioned clearly refer to Captain John and Silver Axe.

But Morgans' words also verified his previous guess.

Even Moria did not have the financial resources to build an island.

In addition, the West Sea, where the ship came from, was also the place where the God Valley incident occurred.

It was not surprising that the answer would be like this.

"But Lord Buggy, what if the admiral comes directly after we release the news?"

He did not ask who to avenge.

Nearly 80% of the people in this world who bear blood feuds want to avenge the Celestial Dragons.

But the God Valley incident did leave a big impact on the Celestial Dragons.

Well, it was also the time when he earned his first pot of gold from the World Government.

Morgans remembered that when he was a rookie reporter, he got a generous hush money from the World Government because he recorded such an amazing event.

"Then you can spread another message to the pirates, um, especially the supernovas."

Baki didn't forget that among the supernovas of this generation, there is an undercover agent of the navy.

Where are they now, Fishman Island?

He is not sure, but Buggy believes that Morgans has the ability to deliver the message.

"Just say that the remnants of Whitebeard are preparing to retaliate against Marinford."

He thought of the corpses of the pirates of the Whitebeard Pirates collected by Moria, and felt that there was nothing wrong with this statement.

"Spread to the pirates?" Morgans was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding.

Then he asked with some concern: "But what if the World Government is unmoved?"

He was referring to the smoke message.

Well, in his opinion, their goal is still to bomb Marijoa. After all, it's all planned, isn't it?

"Then let's go bomb Marinford. I heard that they spent a lot of effort on the reconstruction there."

Baki pressed the birdman's shoulder.

"Well, if they are on high alert against Marijoa and Marinford, we can go blow up the Undersea Prison."

He licked his lips, "I'm not picky, Judicial Island is fine, just watch some fireworks."

"Of course, it would be best if they could feel fear."

The charm of the explosion is not only the short-lived splendor, but also the anticipation when waiting for the explosion.

Baki is looking forward to it anyway, and he doesn't care what the people of the World Government are feeling.

"Use your imagination, release more information, and add some panic to the World Government."

"Where will it be blown up in the end."

Baki's face was particularly bright with a smile, "My big news sir, you should not have forgotten."

"You have no plan"

Morgans looked at this smile and suddenly felt particularly excited.

He felt that he still underestimated the madness of this clown.

Then he chuckled:

"Yes, no matter where it is blown up, it is big news."

The night deepened.

A penguin-shaped pirate ship sailed out from the teeth of the triangular sailboat.

On the slightly narrow deck

Secretary Owl kept tapping something with his broad wings.

Four Den Den Mushi with different functions surrounded him.

The underground leader of the intelligence industry began to show his value, and Secretary Owl, as his subordinate, naturally had to get busy.

Value is the biggest difference between them and rations.

Especially Secretary Ou.

He still remembered the cold look this madman gave him when the food on the ship was running out.

Let Ou scare!

But what he is doing now will also scare the world.

Judicial Island, Marinford, Marijoa, and even the Undersea Prison will begin to tremble for the news he is about to send out.

Of course, it is difficult to make people believe the news directly, even if it is guaranteed by the World Economic News Agency.

But Buggy does not intend to let Morgans do this.

If the news has more evidence, people will naturally believe it.

"Lord Buggy, are we going now?"

Morgans still couldn't help asking doubts in his heart.

The occupational disease of reporters makes him always like to ask questions to the end.

"Are you hungry?"

Buggy tapped his fingers on the side of the ship, and the wood made a rhythmic muffled sound.

Secretary Ou, who was busy working, suddenly felt cold all over.

"Ah?"

"I'm hungry, let's go to the island for a midnight snack."

"Well, if everything goes well."

Bucky's words seemed to be meaningful.

In the past, he felt like a dog chasing a car, not knowing what he was doing.

When he caught up... then he would have something to do.

But now...

He felt like he had never gotten off the train.

On an antique train that was always full of decay and old-fashioned flavor, covered with rust all over, making people want to use a water gun to wash it several times!

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