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"What purpose?"

After hearing what Varus said, Marshal Warring States immediately felt something unusual.

Mr. Garp also stopped, and Zehua and Lieutenant General He also frowned and looked at Varus.

"I doubt......"

Seeing that everyone could see it, Varus paused for a moment before speaking.

"Their final purpose is probably to negotiate with the world government and use this terrorist attack as a bargaining chip."

"A bargaining chip?"

Hearing the last two words, Zeng Guo's brows furrowed and his eyes became profound.

Lieutenant General He also had a pensive expression, his brows furrowed into the Chinese character "Chuan".

Mr. Zefa also raised his hand and pinched his chin as if thinking.

Seeing the expressions of these people, Mr. Garp curled his lips in depression, rolled his big eyes and took a step back.

While they were thinking, they opened the door and fled, slamming the door unscrupulously before leaving.

Phew——!

"This damn old thing!!"

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Seng Guo's train of thought was interrupted and he gnashed his teeth and cursed.

But Lieutenant General He narrowed his eyes and spoke again, "But why did he find you? If he wanted to negotiate, why didn't he contact Wulaoxing or Warring States?"

"Yes?"

It just so happened that Mr. Zefa also had this question.

But just as he spoke in agreement, a light suddenly flashed in Warring States' eyes.

"The purpose of this guy Dorag is to let us take the initiative to negotiate, so that we can seize the initiative, right?"

"As expected of the marshal of the navy, worthy of the legendary wise general Buddha of the Warring States Period, indeed wise, powerful, intelligent and superhuman, powerful~"

Hearing that Sengoku's mind came to this point, Varus smiled and sent a bunch of rainbow farts.

"Humph."

When Warring States heard this, he immediately snorted arrogantly, but felt a little secretly happy in his heart.

However, he was secretly happy not because of Varus' words, but because he saw the surprised looks of Lieutenant General He and Zefa coming over.

After this brief enjoyment, Warring States asked again with an old face.

"Stop talking about these useless compliments, old man! Did Dorag tell you any other information?"

"Not yet."

Varus smiled and shook his head, but then asked, "What does the Marshal think the Revolutionary Army will talk about with the World Government if they want to negotiate?"

"this......"

When Varus asked, Warring States once again fell into thinking.

The same goes for Zefa and Lieutenant General He. The three of them, almost 200 years old together, came together for a brainstorming session.

At this time, Varus grabbed Marshal Warring States' lamb and petted it as a pet cat, muttering while petting it.

"Tsk, tsk, not to mention it feels pretty good, but I wonder if a sheep that eats documents every day will taste the same as a normal lamb?"

BAA Baa baa--! !

As soon as Varus had evil thoughts, the beautiful little goat started barking.

"Varus!!"

Feeling something strange about his pet, Marshal Warring States looked at Varus angrily.

"What are you doing?!"

"It's nothing, I'm just bored and playing with sheep~"

Varus smiled and let go of the kid, clapped his hands with a smile.

"Marshal Warring States, if you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Anyway, we are the navy and not the great Five Old Stars. Why are we working hard to earn millions of Baileys a year?"

"Varus!!!"

The Warring States Marshal was so angry with Varus that his face turned red, his ears red, and his fists turned golden.

"Hey~"

Upon seeing this, Varus immediately dodged and jumped to the window, "It's just a joke, Lord Marshal, don't forget to transfer the 25 billion bounty of Red Count Baloric Redfield to my personal account. Thank you very much." ~”

After leaving these words, Varus disappeared from the window sill in an instant.

"This damn little bastard!!"

Seeing Varus disappear without a trace, the Warring States Marshal gritted his teeth and cursed again.

But at this moment, the phone in the Sengoku office rang, and the caller was none other than the Five Old Stars Izanbalon V. Nasshou Langsheng.

......

Warring States: "My lord Izanbalon, do you have anything to ask me about?"

Izambalon: "Well, come to Mary Joa for a meeting at five o'clock tonight, bring Xiaohe and Varus, and we will discuss the revolutionary army."

Warring States: "Yes, Lord Izanbalon, my subordinates just have two more things to report to you."

Izan Balon: "Oh? What's the matter?"

Warring States: "First it was Varus who brought back the head of Red Earl Baloric Redfield."

Izan Balon: "Oh? That is indeed a happy event."

Warring States: "However, this person was not killed by him."

Izan Balon: "What? Who can kill it?"

Warring States: "Do you remember the battle that Hain played?"

"You mean the commander-in-chief of the revolutionary army killed him?"

Izan Balon instantly recalled the live broadcast at that time. The commander-in-chief of the Revolutionary Army at that time was holding the weapon of Red Count Baloric Redfield.

Warring States: "Yes, this is the second thing I want to report to you. Varus is on his way back to Marineford..."

Izambalon: "I know, remember to inform Varus to come for the meeting in the evening."

"Yes, Lord Izambalon."

Warring States responded respectfully to Wulaoxing, and the phone bug also hung up.

......

A quarter of an hour later.

After chatting with his two old friends about relevant matters, Warring States picked up the phone again and prepared to notify Varus of the meeting.

However, as soon as the call was dialed, the call was immediately hung up.

I went through this cycle several times, but still couldn't get through to Varus's phone.

"Damn!!"

Feeling teased, Sengoku was so angry that he almost crushed the phone bug in his hand.

And just when he was about to bear it, the phone bug in his hand happened to be connected, but before he could curse, a female moan came from the other side.

"Yeah! Varus, you bastard! No! Don't! Ah!!"

"Damn!!"

After hearing this, Warring States immediately hung up the phone and cursed again, "This bastard! Sooner or later he will die on a woman's belly!!"

......

Marineford, southeastern residential area.

"Verus! You bastard! Yeah! I told you not to answer the phone!"

"Ah! Stop making trouble! The neighbor will complain soon! Ahhh!"

"Varus! My last police... Yeah! Warning you! Yeah! My legs! Bastard!!!"

A pair of flawless white jade legs suddenly turned into a 180-degree Gion, and I couldn't help but curse out again.

But just at this moment, Gion's phone rang, and the caller was her good sister Lieutenant General Tsuru.

No lugging, no lugging——!

......