"Um?!"

Upon hearing this, Sengoku showed a hint of surprise and asked curiously:

Why are you asking this?

Kyle already knew about Rosinante, so Sengoku didn't hold back on many things.

Kyle didn't answer immediately. Instead, he finished his tea and then, as if examining the teacup, spoke softly:

"I think Rosinante's undercover mission can end here!"

Sengoku frowned slightly, remained silent for a long while, and then spoke:

"We haven't gathered enough information about Doflamingo's crimes. If we end this undercover mission now, all our previous efforts will be wasted..."

"Who says you have to commit enough crimes to kill him?"

Before Sengoku could finish speaking, Kyle interrupted him.

! !

Sengoku's pupils contracted slightly. He understood the meaning behind Kyle's words, but still asked uncertainly:

"you mean?"

"That's exactly what you mean!"

Kyle placed the teacup back on the table, looked at Sengoku, and their eyes met in mid-air. Kyle smiled.

"I want to kill him!!"

Sengoku's pupils contracted again. Although he had already guessed Kyle's thoughts, he still couldn't help but be shocked when he heard Kyle say these words.

His gaze slowly turned serious, and he said:

"Your idea might not be a good one. That guy's identity is unusual; killing him could cause some bad trouble!"

Kyle's smile suddenly took on a playful tinge.

"What? You can't even kill a Celestial Dragon who's been expelled?"

Sengoku was stunned, looking at Kyle in disbelief, his tone becoming somewhat incoherent.

"You, you..."

Kyle poured a cup of tea into Sengoku's teacup and said with a laugh:

"Old man, stop being so jumpy, you might have a heart attack!"

"I know a little bit about some things, so Doflamingo's identity isn't exactly a secret to me!"

"I know what you're worried about; it's nothing more than fearing those five old geezers will hold me accountable!"

"But the problem is..."

"Who said I, Kyle, was going to kill Doflamingo?"

"Old man, I wonder if you've ever heard this saying..."

"When you're traveling, you choose your own identity!"

Kyle didn't say anything, but Sengoku understood exactly what he meant.

He's not like Garp, that big, burly guy. If he can't even understand this, then he's an idiot... cough, wouldn't the title of strategist be too undeserved?

Sengoku just stared at Kyle without speaking for a long time before finally saying:

"Just do it if you want to!"

"No matter what happens, just remember, Grandpa is here for you!!"

When he said this, Zhan Guo's tone was very calm, but there was an inexplicable feeling of domineering aura about him.

He knew his grandson intimately, knowing him physically as an eight-year-old, physically as a fourteen-year-old, and mentally as an unknown number.

He had seen precocious children before, but none were as precocious as Kyle.

Over the past two years, Sengoku has gradually stopped seeing Kyle as a child and instead as a responsible person with his own ideas who can take responsibility for his actions.

Of course, if Kyle can no longer shoulder the responsibility someday, then his old bones will still be there to take over.

In short, he fully supports whatever his grandson wants to do, and he'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!

Besides, if he can't handle it alone, then there are still his good brothers like Garp and Zeff!

Brother, you're just watching me get through this? Are you even human?!

"So when are you planning to leave?!"

The Warring States period asked again.

"Let's wait a couple of days! I just got back from a long trip, I need to rest first!"

"The most important thing in life is to enjoy it. There's no point in working non-stop until you're uncomfortable!"

After saying that, Kyle slowly stood up, not forgetting to take out another bag of rice crackers from the drawer.

"Alright, old man, I'll be going now!"

"At your age, you can sometimes slack off at work. Since you're the only one in the office, who knows if you're actually working diligently?!"

"If you're not very familiar with this, I suggest you go and learn from Kizaru!"

After saying that, Kyle ate his rice cracker and walked out the door.

Warring States Period: (⊙o⊙)…

Kizaru: ? ? ?

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Beihai, Feiyan Island.

On the beach, several figures were playing and frolicking. Three of the figures looked like teenagers, while the third one was not quite accurate, as he was a bear.

A talking polar bear.

"Shaqi, take this kick!!"

One of the black-haired boys shouted and kicked a boy with orange-red hair.

However, Shaki didn't dodge the kick. Instead, he took the hit head-on, then held the foot tightly and shouted to the side:

"Pekin, hurry up!!"

"They're here!"

A boy with a tattoo on his forearm suddenly charged towards the black-haired boy, Luo, pulling his arm back, clenching his fist, and shouting.

"Luo, take this punch!!"

Faced with this situation, Luo did not show the slightest panic, but instead revealed a disdainful smile.

"You think you can defeat me like that?!"

"Aren't you guys underestimating me a little?"

As he finished speaking, Luo lowered his palm, a faint white aura surging within, and softly said:

"ROOM!"

A pale blue hemispherical field suddenly unfolded, and Luo's fingers flipped once more.

"Slaughterhouse!"

The next moment, Luo and Shakky switched positions. Seeing the fist getting closer and closer, Shakky's expression changed drastically, and he shouted:

"Pekin, stop right now!!"

"I want to stop, but I can't control myself!!"

Bang!

A loud thud was heard as Pekin's punch landed squarely on Shaqi's face. Shaqi's face contorted as the fist flew two meters away before crashing heavily to the ground.

"Well……"

Pekin glanced at his fist, then at Shaki lying on the ground, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"Um... Pfft!!"

Pei Jingang uttered two words when he suddenly felt a tremendous force behind him, and then he was sent flying.

And the landing point was exactly where Shaki was standing in front of him.

"Ah~"

"ah!!"

The two voices rang out almost simultaneously, but it was clear that one of them did not seem to be in any pain; it was just a subconscious scream.

The other one was screaming in pain.

As for who is suffering, I'm sure everyone knows.

"Damn it, get down here right now!!"

Shaki's muffled voice came from beneath Pekin, clearly revealing suppressed anger.

"Um, I'm so sorry!!"

Pekin rubbed his head and chuckled awkwardly, saying that with Shaki as a cushion beneath him, he felt no pain at all.

But just as he was about to get up, he felt the sky suddenly darken, and he subconsciously looked up...

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