Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 554: Banquet! Barati, the Sea Restaurant! (44)

Checking the work report of the Independent Commission Against Corruption was just a side job. Ron would not forget the main purpose of coming all the way to the East China Sea.

"Moshimoshi, Mr. Wazzat, right?"

"Excuse me, are you..."

"Nothing is true, everything is permitted."

"……I see."

Everything is false, everything is permitted... This is the secret order issued by the Navy's assassination force to regional managers of intelligence networks around the world after its reorganization.

It is useless for ordinary people to know this password, because this password will only take effect after dialing the special Den Den Mushi they carry.

At the same time, no one, including themselves, knew who would be making the call.

Wazzat was an exception. He had the honor of meeting the owner of the voice in Rogue Town. In order to avoid unnecessary disasters caused by his pirate past, he escaped from the restaurant where he worked overnight and wandered around.

Now, he wants to put an end to it.

"Sir, I'm at Barati, the sea restaurant. Do you have time to come over for dinner tomorrow?"

"Bharati?"

Ron frowned silently. Generally, when intelligence network managers meet with him, they will choose desolate mountains and wilderness areas, the more remote the place, the better.

For example, he was squatting on the top of the red soil continent and sucking noodles.

It had nothing to do with his fame. Before the meeting, few people knew that it would be Navy Canglong who would come in person.

It was just an instinctive choice based on an intelligence worker's natural need for concealment.

Ron believed that the manager who had thirty years of experience in intelligence work according to this information would not fail to realize how much change the meeting in Bharati would bring to the intelligence work.

But he still said it.

Wazzat waited nervously for a response. After a long while, a voice came from the Den Den Mushi: "See you tomorrow morning at 11 o'clock."

"Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Wazzat tiptoed to put the Den Den Mushi back into the box under the bed. He looked up and found his 6-year-old son rubbing his eyes, which he could not open, and asked in a baby voice.

"Dad, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Daddy will go to bed soon, Quint, you...didn't wet the bed?"

Past experience told him that it was definitely not a good thing if his youngest son woke up in the middle of his sleep!
"No, huh!"

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Wazzat: "..."

Watching his youngest son turn over and fall asleep angrily, Wazzat was embarrassed for a moment and then smiled at himself.

Then he blew out the oil lamp and lay down on the bed in the moonlight.

A pair of eyes that had become weathered and turbid due to the passage of time were wide open, looking out the window, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The next day, Wazzat got up very early.

He bid farewell to his wife warmly and boarded a merchant ship bound for Barati. As the most famous sea restaurant in the East China Sea, the food reserves on Barati are usually consumed very quickly, and they would find islands to stop and replenish every once in a while.

This time he was lucky enough to dock very close to his hometown, so he was able to take leave to go home and spend time with his family.

"Yo Wazat! Why did you come back today? Didn't I tell you to spend more time with your family?"

At this moment, Barati does not have the magical Eggplant Head Connected Teppanyaki Ship, but only a main ship of Mackerel Head.

Zhepu, who was arranging the chef to clean up, looked at him in surprise. It was not business hours yet, and he would have to get up very early to come from his home.

"Boss Zhepu, I would like to host a banquet for an important guest here today. I hope you can allow me to do so."

"You seem to be worried. What guest do you need to report to individually?"

Barati's chefs also have their own social circles, even if they were pirates before. Therefore, under normal circumstances, if they are just ordinary acquaintances, Zeff is too lazy to take care of these things, and they will not come to report alone.

"It's... Navy Blue Dragon!"

Wazzat took a deep breath and uttered the name that shook the sea.

pat...

The pipe fell to the ground, but Zhepu had no time to pick it up.

He stared at Wazat blankly, and asked in a daze: "Who are you talking about?"

……

At 11 o'clock in the morning, the Barati restaurant on the sea, which should have been full of guests, was extremely deserted.

The fin boats on both sides were shining with water, and there was not a trace of dirt in the corners. The neatly dressed chefs stood in a row at the door, with beads of sweat dripping from their foreheads.

"What? No matter if they are navy or pirates, as long as they walk into the restaurant, they are guests. There is nothing to be afraid of as guests."

Among the group of chefs in white uniforms, there was a blond man in a black casual suit who stood out. Not only was he not nervous at all, but he leaned against the hull and lit a cigarette for himself comfortably. In addition to kicking skills, cooking skills, dreams, and smoking addiction, Sanji inherited them from Zeff.

state!
"Come on, brat!"

"I don't want to collect your body!"

Zeff hit Sanji on the head with his cigarette butt in frustration and roared with fangs.

"Hiss...it hurts, you old bastard!"

The cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground, Sanji held his head and crouched down, rubbing his blond hair frantically.

"Huh? What did you call me?!"

"Stinky old man! What? Any objections?"

state! state! state!
Soon, a fierce battle broke out.

With cold sweat pouring down his face, Wazzat looked at the others and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Why are there such big differences between people who have all been to sea?
Who is Navy Canglong?

That’s a monster whose name can stop a baby from crying at night!

Just the few days it appeared had caused panic in the entire East China Sea, and even their business had dropped by more than 30%.

Although business in the East China Sea has not been very good due to several major purges in the navy.

If you are not a pirate, you will not be able to understand the deterrent power of the name "Canglong" in the sea.

It has long been said that pirates would rather face the radical and aggressive Admiral Akainu than encounter the "Immortal Vice Admiral" Soryu.

At this moment……

Boom!
A loud thunderclap caused a group of people on the boat to raise their heads and look at the sky in panic.

The clear blue sky just now was now covered with dark clouds. It seemed as if there were thousands of indescribable giant pythons rolling among the clouds, stirring the dark clouds like boiling soup.

"Hiss... Could this be..."

Sanji was stunned and stopped all movements, looking up in disbelief.

"Did Canglong do this too?"

"That's not accurate."

Suddenly, a voice I had never heard before appeared behind me: "To be precise, this is a chain reaction caused by the power that spread out when I used the power of the fruit and eroded the sky. It was not something I deliberately created."

"It's just like when ordinary people walk, they create a breeze, but what I create is the change of weather."

Sanji's eyes widened instantly. He didn't even notice when another person appeared behind him.

Moving at this incredible speed, is it a human or a ghost?
Swish!
Turning around in shock, Sanji looked up for the first time.

So high!

Although Ron's height is considered low in the world of One Piece, his height of two meters twenty-three is enough to look down on most ordinary people, and he can feel that with the awakening of his fruit, his stagnant body is showing signs of exceeding its limits again.

Tall, but not massive.

If Sanji didn't know that the man in front of him couldn't possibly impersonate the famous navy commander Soryu, it would be hard for him to associate the ordinary-looking man in front of him with him.

Only those eyes, with star-like light flashing inside, are like a whirlpool, making it impossible to escape at first sight.

When a strong person's spirit is concentrated to a certain level, the only window that reveals himself to the outside world is his eyes. Therefore, there are rumors that someone can kill someone with just a glance.

It is actually a kind of momentum attack similar to the domineering aura formed by extremely concentrated energy and spirit, commonly known as "scared to death".

"Lieutenant General Cang... Lieutenant General Canglong, my name is Wazat."

At this time, a man in his fifties, slightly fat and dressed in chef's uniform came over and bowed slightly to Ron.

Zhepu looked at the scene in confusion. It was clearly Wazat who treated them to dinner, so why did they act like they were meeting for the first time?
"Let's not talk about that for now. I finally came to the East China Sea. Let me try the specialty dishes of the famous sea restaurant Barati first."

Ron waved his hand to signal him not to worry, then turned his head and looked at Zeff... and of course mainly Sanji, and said with a smile: "Let me make it clear first, I'm used to eating food made by the world's top chefs in Century City and Golden City. It's very difficult to satisfy me."

Century City, Golden City.

The Grand Line is one of the two most famous luxury entertainment cities in the world. One can imagine the cooking skills of the chefs who can serve as master chefs there.

Not to mention the simplest, top-quality ingredients.

"Don't worry, if we can't satisfy our customers, we are not qualified to be chefs!"

Sanji rolled up his sleeves and smiled confidently.

Zhepu: “…”

Four updates today, four more tomorrow, and then back to normal. Ah, to be honest, after writing like this for so many months, I feel so happy, I feel like my life has reached its peak, don't pull me, I'm not crazy!

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