Clo looked at Arcadio, who nodded to him before he said respectfully to Colonel Roy: "I understand."

After Cloe left, Arcadio looked at Roy and said, "Do you suspect Storte was lying just now? If he really ate the devil fruit of nature, would he still be as honest as he had just acted?"

Colonel Roy said in a deep voice: "He was only in his teens and killed Barbarossa. It would be fine. After all, he might have taken advantage of the situation as he said, but it is not that simple that he controlled a ship's men in such a short time. It is strange that he is at his age and has such a skill and is so honest."

Arcadio frowned when he heard this, "Maybe he is just smart enough, so he is more afraid of the power of you and me. As for the Demon Fruit, I think you may have thought too much, but he is just a little clever pirate."

Roy grinned: "There is no way. If you stay in the Navy headquarters and the Great Way like me, you will recognize a reality. Whether you admit it or not, the world is so unfair. Some people are born to be chased by others. No matter how hard you try, how desperate you are to chase, they are not as good as those 'monsters' destined to be born for battle."

Speaking of this, Roy did not realize that the expression on his face had been distorted by jealousy, and his tone seemed sarcastic: "Since the muscles are not as good as those 'monsters' who live for battle, of course, you should use your brain more and think well, and give full play to the advantages we humans should have. Don't learn from the brainless 'beasts'."

Seeing that Roy was a little disobedient, Arcadio quickly changed the topic: "Then, what should you do if you really find that Stolte is eating the natural devil fruit?"

Colonel Roy took two deep cigars to relieve his emotions, and then said: "The most difficult thing to deal with natural fruit abilities is their elementalization. To be honest, I dare not say that I have the confidence to win in the face of such an opponent, so the safest way is to notify the Navy headquarters..."

Arcadio's hand shook, almost letting the coffee in the cup spill out, and interrupted directly: "Notify the Navy headquarters? Are you crazy? Are you afraid that after they arrive, I will investigate the collusion between you and me?"

Roy brushed the ashes indifferently: "Is there anything shameful between us? Let's not talk about whether they will notice the connection between us. Even if I noticed it, as the highest commander of the branch base, I made friends with the ministers in the sea and learned about the pirate information in the sea. What's wrong with it? Only pirates are the ones that need to be most worried and afraid."

Arcadio was not as relaxed as Roy, and still disagreed: "It's too risky, do you still say this is the safest way?"

Roy looked at Arcadio deeply, pressed the cigar in the ashtray and put out the cigar, spread his right palm and stretched out to him: "I'll tell you what safety is. The authority of the world government and the navy is something far away, and it's close to us. What makes us maintain the deterrent force against these pirate bones is our own force. With the force above the front line, we can control the situation. They must look at our eyes, which is safe!"

Roy said this, his right palm clenched into a fist, with great force, and his pinched joints creaking: "But if our strength is no longer superior, everything will be out of our control. The only thing we can rely on is the authority of the world government and the Navy headquarters. Then we will be passive. The natural fruit ability is something that may be out of our control."

"The people from the Navy headquarters will leave in the end. I don't worry about them at all," Roy said coldly, "but if Stort was lying, he was actually eating the devil fruit of the natural system, he would definitely have great plans. I will definitely report to the headquarters and even contact my classmates to arrest him. He would either die in the East China Sea or be locked up in the Propulsion City for the rest of his life. Only our navy can control the situation in the East China Sea!

...

After leaving the Chancellor's residence, William did not return to the ship, but went to the restaurant that Rees had brought him to, which belonged to the underground arms dealer Denpiel.

He followed the instructions from the front desk and went to the underground bar.

In the bar, the pirates of the Morgan Pirates, deputy captain Harden, second deputy Selkirk, Alamis, Hutcherson and others occupied a table alone. The eyes of several people were staring at the bar gate. After seeing William appear, they stood up from their seats at the same time.

The four of them were either ferocious faces or tall men standing up in unison, which made the surrounding drinkers look sideways, but the few of them didn't even care about the gaze of the irrelevant people. Seeing that William noticed them, they met them together, and then naturally fell behind William half a step behind him and followed William.

William led four people along the aisle to the conference room he had been to last time. The drinkers and waiters along the way were frightened by the appearance and momentum of the group, and they made way consciously or unconsciously.

"Is the other party here?" William asked without looking back.

"Just arrived ten minutes ago." Harden said in a deep voice.

"How many people have come?"

"A total of six people."

William nodded, and as the few people spoke, they had already arrived in front of the conference room.

William pushed open the door directly, and as the door was opened, several gazes in the house fell on him.

With a glance, William had already seen the situation in the house clearly. At one end of the long table in the middle of the conference room, there was a conflict with the Red Beard Pirates. The "Red-Foot" Zep, who was as famous as "Red-Foot" Barbarossa in the East China Sea, was sitting upright on a sofa behind him. Five crew members of the Chef Pirates were sitting.

The owner of the restaurant and underground bar, the arms dealer Danpier, was sitting next to Zhepp, seemingly chatting with him before.

After seeing William come in, Danpiel just smiled, but Zhepp directly put down his raised thighs. Several subordinates behind him also stood up, staring at William and others with their eyes blazing fire.

William smiled disapprovingly, came to the other end of the board table with a calm expression, and sat down on the chair that Hutcherson pulled away.

"It seems that the rumors are indeed correct," Zep looked up and down at William. "Barbarossa capsized and was eaten by a little devil and even had no bones left. Not only was he lost, but his family business was gone. It was really unexpected."

"Old ghost, the more you are confused, the more you are," Williamson said with some malicious intentions. "The prey of the weak is the law of survival on the sea. If you are afraid, you should find a way to whitewash your identity as soon as possible and be a chef when you go ashore."

"Enitic," Zhepp stopped his anger and wanted to rush towards William's men, smiled and said in a stern manner, "The reason I came this time was to give Danpiel a face. Do you want to ask me for Danpiel? "

"If so, I can tell you that there is no need. No matter how many captains you change on your ship, the war between the two of us has never stopped!"

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Chapter completed!