Sorry, Celestial Dragons Can Really Do Whatever They Want

Chapter 62

The sea breeze blows over the 188 branch.

Obviously it is a hot summer day.

But it makes the whole body cold.

“Sir, what do you plan to do with this matter?” Bermel stood beside Saint Louis Vuitton, the resentment on his face had not disappeared.

Saint Louis Vuitton glanced at her, and the answer was simple: “Cut the grass to get rid of the roots.”

Since we want to investigate, we will dig out the roots of this corruption together.

He will control Marine in the future.

Instead of controlling a Marine that is corrupt and smelly from the root.

In Saint Louis Vuitton’s view, Marine is its own thing sooner or later.

Want to reach out to your turf?

Then cut off the claws!

“Cut the grass… remove the roots.”

Bermel chewed the words of Saint Louis Vuitton softly.

this moment.

There was unparalleled approval in her heart.

“Master Saint Louis Vuitton, I’m going to connect with Sister Crane and tell her the news here.” Gion suddenly got up, already taking out a phone worm in his hand.

“Well, it’s okay to talk about it.” Saint Louis Vuitton nodded slightly.

These things, Tsuru and Sengoku, really should know.

…

at the same time.

Grand Line far away from the East China Sea!

This is a sea area far more dangerous than the four seas, and it is also a battlefield where more powerhouses compete.

At the same time, this is also the resident of the G-7 Marine branch!

A medium-sized warship cut through the blue sea and headed straight for the port of the G-7 Marine branch.

19　 The brown-haired, slightly thin man stood at the forefront of the warship. He looked at the port and coast in the distance, with the Marine Justice cloak floating behind him.

“Major General Byron, we are about to dock.” Marine in front of him shouted.

“Drop to the shore, ready to supply.” The brown-haired Major General Byron nodded and shouted in a deep voice.

Just here, Major General Byron’s adjutant came out of the cabin, holding a phone worm in his hand, and said respectfully:

“Major General Byron, Major General Nelson Roy just called to find you.”

“Um?”

Major General Byron had a meal. “What is he doing with me?”

“He said Lord Saint Louis Vuitton asked him to summon the Marine of the whole branch and ask you what is going on.” The adjutant said truthfully.

“What’s this?”

Major General Byron narrowed his pupils, “Quickly, dial back!”

The adjutant’s heart trembled.

He saw the change of Major General Byron’s expression, did not dare to procrastinate, and quickly dialed Nelson Roy’s phone worm.

“Puff, puff…”