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

The roars and shouts of moving mountains and reclamation soared into the sky.

The marines only felt the blood in their bodies start to boil, and they started running wildly!

This is their hero!

He doesn't just fight alongside them.

He will always stand at the forefront, lead them to victory, and end this dark era of great pirates! !

In the eyes of thousands of worshipers,

Ron waved his hand heavily, chop down!

The momentum is like wind and thunder.

His voice was as heavy as a mountain, revealing an incomparable courage.

"As always, if you can't find your way, I will lead you there."

"I will always fight to the end, to the death."

"If I die in the new world, don't regret, don't cry, because the meaning of life is not determined by life and death."

"The meaning of my life will be determined by the future survivors and the people who will enable them to live a happy and peaceful life in the future."

"So don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

"Our navy stands in the world with justice, as long as we work together..."

"We are invincible ahead of us!"

With his head held high and his chest held high, Ron's momentum was as loud as an unyielding and domineering battle gun, and he said lightly:

"Gentlemen, I will be waiting for you at G5... the frontmost bastion of justice."

----

···

···

···

···

Dazhang, make up for yesterday's change, ask for everything, thank you.

Chapter 35 Miss Pirate

And at the same time.

In a certain sea area in the New World, on a remote island.

Panic footsteps sounded, followed by greedy and crazy heavy breathing.

"Kill!! Catch that woman!! Hahahaha!!"

"She's the 'Son of the Devil' Nicole Robin!! Catch her and hand it over to the World Government, and we'll be rich!!"

"Quick! Surround it!! She fled towards the alley!!"

"Hahahaha!! She is already injured!! Come on!!!"

"..."

Dozens of pirates grinned cruelly, carrying all kinds of weapons in their hands, rushing into a dark and cramped alley.

After a brief silence,

Continuous wailing sounds came from the deepest part of the dark alley.

Dark red blood flowed from under the gray wall.

After a while,

A tall figure staggered out of the narrow alley.

Behind her, corpses lay in disorder in a pool of blood.

The long black hair slightly covered the pretty face, and the wheat-colored cheeks were stained with blood.

Her face was pale, panting heavily, her right arm and shoulder seemed to be wounded, and her left hand tightly covered the deep bone-deep wound, but unstoppable blood oozed from between her fingers.

clang!

A blood-stained dagger slipped from her limp right hand and fell to the ground.

Panting, she leaned her back against the wall and slid weakly, sitting on the blood-stained ground.

His face was tired.

Then she seemed to see something and was stunned.

In the direction of the far end of that street, is a square.

A screen hangs in the center of the square, on which a picture of the Navy Headquarters is projected.

She leaned against the dark wall, staring blankly at the young navy man wearing the lieutenant general's cape on the screen.

He stood on a high platform where everyone was watching.

Below the high platform, there are tens of thousands of mighty military phalanxes.

The marines were looking up at him with fanatical, adoring eyes.

The snow-white cloak behind him seemed to cover him with divine wings, shining brilliantly.

So dazzling, dazzling... bright.

She stared blankly, subconsciously hugged her shoulders with both hands, and curled up under the cold corner of the wall.

At this time the sky, the sun is very bright, very warm.

But the shining sunlight stopped in front of the shadow of the dark alley wall.

Only one step away from her.

She just sat in the shadows like that, trembling her injured hand, trying to touch the ray of sunshine, but in the end she shrank timidly.

out of reach.

She took a deep breath, looked at the phone bug screen in the distance again, and gave him a deep look, as if she wanted to engrave his appearance in her mind.

Then she smiled and murmured softly:

"Mr. Navy, congratulations."

Smile like a flower.

Like a sunflower struggling to bloom in the dark.

But her smile was gentle and fleeting.

Reluctantly, she withdrew her gaze, put on a wide hood, raised her injured hand with difficulty, leaned on the wall, and walked tremblingly towards the deeper shadows and darkness in the distance.

Her eyes had returned to their indifference, their inexorableness, their bleakness.

She knew that maybe the brief happy days after escaping from Alabasta were just a dream.

Kuzan was right, it wasn't her life after all.

A naval hero admired by all,

Son of the devil living in darkness and blood,

between the two,

How could there be any connection?

Right?

She just wanted to know, did the white shirt fit him?

----

----

at the same time.

New World, G5 branch.

The twisted and collapsed military fort fell to the ground like a ferocious steel behemoth, full of ancient traces of disrepair.

The pitch-black cannon barrel is covered with bronze-colored rust, and the bottom and structure of the fort are covered with light green moss.

The cannonballs were piled in a mess beside it.

The bonfire was rising, and a huge hairtail-shaped sea beast carcass was roasted on the bonfire. The surface was constantly oozing golden oil, dripping on the bonfire and making a sizzling sound.

Hundreds of sturdy and rough figures sat casually on the ground, feasting on strong wine and barbecue in their hands, and let out arrogant and domineering laughter from time to time.

Clothes made of hemp were draped crookedly on their bodies. They were clearly navy but did not wear uniforms. Their faces were unshaven and unkempt, and their eyes shone with cruel light.

In front of them, a picture projected by the phone bug is looming.

"Hahahaha!! What a ignorant young man!! 'I'm waiting for you at G5'... Hahaha I laughed so hard! He thought that G5 was the kind of fake Marlin Fando who made people Disgusting military base?"

"Navy Hero!? Shit Navy Hero!! Just a well-loved lucky brat..."

"A brat who can only talk big, he doesn't understand the horror of the new world at all!"

"Ahahahaha!!"

The group laughed ferociously.

Then they seemed to hear something and looked over impatiently.

not far away,

On the tall wall of a fortress, more than a dozen pirates were hung in the mid-air of the wall, and the dark red blood that had already dried up was solidified in the cracks in the bricks of the wall.

The pirates' bodies were covered with various wounds, their faces were haggard, and they let out weak wailing sounds from time to time.

"It's really noisy..."

A G5 branch navy with a beard spat in displeasure,