This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

"Is there any smoke?"

Ron panted slightly, his face turned pale.

For a full 8 hours, he swam non-stop from Murloc Island to the island that Mrs. Xia Li had divination. Even though his physique was as strong as his, his physical strength was already on the verge of exhaustion.

Alder rolled his eyes, feeling that his physical condition didn't seem that bad, he took out a pack of cigarettes, smoked one himself and handed it to Ron.

Ron took it.

Both of them lit their cigarettes, sat there quietly, and began to puff.

After a long time, Ron sighed slowly and said:

"So you bastard...when did you become so stubborn, and single-handedly focused on the idea of ​​​​the underground world of the new world..."

Alder took a sharp drag on his cigarette, and coughed a few times because of the rapid inhalation.

He calmly stared at the endless sea in the distance, and the afterglow of the setting sun was about to disappear below the horizon.

"Some handsome, can't you just play alone?"

He smiled,

"I'm also a subordinate of Lieutenant General Huoshaoshan, not to mention, you gave me the practice notes of Lieutenant General Huoshaoshan, no matter how you say it, I can be regarded as half of his student."

Ron was smoking a cigarette dully, and after a long silence, he said:

"It's messy enough."

Alder suddenly laughed loudly:

"You're a 'manslaughter' major general, but you blame me for being too reckless?"

He laughed, but his eyes were filled with scarlet killing intent.

"The golden lion is dead, but it's not over!"

Ron scolded with a smile:

"You, a guy who survived a catastrophe, speaks loudly."

"If I hadn't arrived in time, you'd probably be gone, bastard."

Alder shrugged indifferently and grinned:

"But I survived."

He lay back, lying on the sand in a big shape, squinting at the sky far away, and murmured:

"It's great to be alive."

Ron also raised his head, sat there, the cigarette in his mouth smoked, lingering around his side face, and then said:

"Yeah...it's good to be alive."

Alder looked at Ron's back and smiled even more wantonly.

He clenched his fists.

Ron... Although my current strength is still far behind, I will become stronger and stronger.

One day, I can really become a man who can help you!

Thinking of this, Alder suddenly turned over and sat up, took out a stack of documents from his arms, and threw them in front of Ron.

"This information may not be enough, but I have a hunch that as long as we continue to search along this line, it won't be long before we can find enough evidence, and then apply to the government to deprive Doflamingo of the Seven Kings The title of Wu Hai."

Ron frowned, opened the file and glanced at it.

There are still mottled bloodstains on the document, and a large amount of intelligence, information and evidence are densely recorded in it.

Carry out underground black market transactions such as arms smuggling and human trafficking from Doflamingo;

The emergence of the latest gas bomb is likely to point to the evil scientist Caesar Brown who escaped from the government;

Mass disappearances in Dressrosa,

Gas bombs are experimented on a large scale in towns...

Photos, text and even transaction materials, etc., are clearly listed on the document.

Is this the veteran of the staff department?

Ron admired it a little, but there was an unknown fire in his chest.

Here Alder is still seriously analyzing:

"Just colluding with Caesar Courant and testing gas bombs is enough to create enough political pressure on the government, but considering Doflamingo's identity, this is not enough..."

After experiencing the incident in Maple Leaf Town, Alder also learned that Doflamingo's most important trump card and real identity are besides the title of King Shichibukai.

"I have found out that the source of the gas bomb is likely to come from Punk Hazard Island. As long as we get there as soon as possible and capture Caesar Courant alive, then we can put enough pressure on Doflamingo..."

"In addition, Doflamingo is the king of Dressrosa, but after investigating, I discovered a secret of Dressrosa..."

"That's why, for some reason, those who resisted Doflamingo's rule in Dressrosa over the past few years have all disappeared...not dead, their bodies were not found, but disappeared directly from the world!"

"Their existence just disappeared! Those who disappeared, no one even remembers that they ever existed!"

"Regarding this point, I also searched for a long time, found a clue after finding a list and comparing..."

Alder said with a gloomy face:

"I suspect that someone under Doflamingo's command has a strange devil fruit ability, which can erase people out of thin air, and even erase other people's memory traces about that person..."

"If we can find evidence, Doflamingo's regime will definitely collapse!"

"So, Ron, I suggest that we go to Punk Hazard first, and then follow up on the missing persons case in Dressrosa...Why are you looking at me like that?"

He suddenly froze.

Because he found that Ron actually laughed.

"Is there something wrong with my analysis?"

Alder asked in a daze.

Ron shook his head,

"No problem, even I can't achieve a rigorous and perfect logic like yours."

Alder suddenly said angrily:

"Then why are you laughing!?"

Ron looked at Alder quietly, and after a few seconds he raised his hand and patted Alder on the shoulder.

"You forgot one of Doflamingo's biggest flaws."

"What flaw?" Alder's eyes widened.

The corner of Ron's mouth gradually turned into a sneer:

"--I."

Alder froze.

Ron stood up slowly with his hands on his knees, flicking the burnt cigarette butt away.

"Do you know what it means to work hard to be strong?"

"The biggest significance is that you don't have to think about things here, and you don't need to find evidence and reasons to weaken your goal."

"No evidence?"

"We can get him down first, and then slowly find evidence. If there is no evidence, we can also create evidence."

"Doflamingo is not a golden lion, and I am not that brat who didn't even graduate from a military academy..."

His tone was full of stern anger and coldness.

"—what is he?"

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Ask for all support, be grateful, and use love to generate electricity.

Chapter 128 He May Not Even Have a Chance of Going to Jail

Yes, what a Doflamingo! ?

Originally, Ron had no intention of letting him go.

Of course he didn't forget that Gerald, who fanatically exploded the pirates, was Doflamingo's subordinate!

"You're crazy."

Alder stared blankly at the rear admiral in front of him, speaking hoarsely.

Ron smiled.

"Solving Doflamingo was originally my plan, it was only a matter of time."

"At first, I thought that the war was imminent, and the Whitebeard Pirates were much more important than a mere Doflamingo, so I wanted to let him live a few more days."

"If someone wants to draw a target on his chest, he should be prepared to be shot."

His eyes were half-closed, and gradually turned cold, looking into the distance.

The wind roared in his ears, and the gravel creaked under his feet.

The sea in front of him was blood red, reflecting the Rear Admiral's whole body glowing red.

In the distance, raging waves gradually rise, the sky is dark, lightning flashes and thunder rumbles, and a storm is brewing.

The anger in his eyes was more violent than the storm.

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New World, Dressrosa.

This is a country full of tropical style, the whole country is full of laughter, singing and dancing.