Chapter 639 Finally Someone Understands Me! (Transition)

Moore joined the Jinyi, but because he had not officially entered the job and could not be treated as a navy, he was allowed to stay on the ship and do whatever he wanted.

Except for some important places that cannot be visited, Moore can visit everywhere.

But more often, he made an exception and entered Clow's office.

It's not that Crow believes in metaphysics and wants Moore to use his own bad luck to force him to accomplish his goal, that's not the case.

It's just that the messenger he ordered must be familiar with some business, um, that's it.

In the office, Kuro looked at the man standing at the door who seemed to be doing his duty.

"I said, how long have you been in the new world?"

no response.

Moore opened his eyes, as if he was looking at something, his eyes were fixed on one direction, and he didn't move.

"Moore?"

"Huh...ha..."

A burst of snoring sounded from Moore's nose, and a snot bubble emerged from his nostrils bit by bit.

A vein appeared on Kuro's forehead, and with a movement of his finger, the pen on the table flew up and stabbed at Moore.

Snapped.

The tip of his nose pierced his snot bubbles and penetrated all the way into his nostrils.

"Aw!"

Moore screamed in pain, touched his nose with his backhand, and pulled out the pen.

"Ah... Lieutenant General Clow, I'm on guard." He was taken aback for a moment, and then said with a straight face.

"You think I'm blind?"

Kuro raised his eyebrows, waved his hands and said helplessly: "You guy, pay attention to me, you are not a navy yet."

Moore is lazy, outrageously lazy.

During the voyage in the sea these days, even Kuro has heard about it.

He basically slept on the boat, or just lay there looking at the sky, looking very melancholy, but when he asked, his head was empty.

And it is very greasy, even if Kikyo can't hear Moore's words clearly, he will say "you don't need oil for cooking".

Sloppy, dirty, greasy, just like a middle-aged man who has lost his dream... Sorry, no need to be like, this is a middle-aged man who has lost his dream.

"I asked how long you have been in the New World."

"A few months, not long."

Moore yawned, and said: "At that time, it was planned to use Grande Harbor as the base and radiate outward. The Saintess University... No, Salia thinks that if everyone in the vicinity is dealt with first, It will be more convenient for us to do things, of course, also to target you."

Saliah had a plan, she didn't simply find a place to rest.

It was really aimed at the vicinity of G-3.

There are not many pirates near G-3, and the navy at its base is famous, which can deter many pirates.

If all G-3's navy is eliminated, and then the nearby pirates are freed up, this area will fall into their hands, and then slowly, the surrounding area will be affected locally.

But before the first step was completed, Kuro came to the door.

"Quite an idea..."

Hearing Moore's words, Clow shook his head and said with disdain: "It's just a little naive. Once the Navy knows the news, of course it won't let it go. Once we react, no matter who we send, this matter will not end well. .”

Even if Crow wasn't here, once this matter makes the headquarters feel that something is wrong, send a lieutenant general over, and they will be exposed sooner or later.

Even if Salia was lucky and used his abilities to influence a lieutenant general, the abnormality of that lieutenant general was still discovered by the headquarters.

When the time comes, it will be the elite.

At that time, Sariah would still be finished.

If you don't finish it, the general will come.

"You've been in the new world for a few months, do you know if there are any pirates or other things to pay attention to around here?" Kuro asked.

Moore thought for a while, and said: "That's not true. The vicinity of G-3 is quite safe, but other places... the pirates in the New World are different from ordinary pirate groups. These pirates are very scary. Almost every Every pirate that survives in the new world has its own territory."

This is true.

Unlike the pirate groups in Paradise or the Four Seas, the pirates in the New World are different.

There is a different way to start with a ship whose fame depends entirely on robbing. Although they all came here in this way, the new world is much more dangerous.

The pirate forces here almost all have their own territory.

With the site as the center, the area radiates outward, forming criminal groups one by one.

The biggest criminal group among them is the "Four Emperors". Their power is the strongest in the New World.

Others, however, should not be underestimated.

Those who can still have power under the eyes of the Navy and the Four Emperors are not easy to mess with.

"Do you know who the pirate who bombarded G-3 is?" Kuro asked.

"Eh? Has G-3 been bombarded? Or pirates?"

Moore froze for a moment, "That place seems to be the site of the naval hero Garp?"

Even if he doesn't pay much attention to the big events in Haihai, he still knows who Garp is.

"Resigned, now this place is mine."

Craw took out a box of cigars, took one out and threw it at Moore, took out another and lit himself, sparks appeared at the end of the cigar, and a puff of smoke came out of his mouth.

"I've lost face, I'll find a way to get it back, otherwise if the news of G-3 being bombarded spreads again, those pirates will definitely be ready to move, in that case..."

"Ah... that sounds annoying."

Moore accepted Clow's words, gave a thumbs up, grinned and said, "I understand you!"

A smile formed on the corner of Kuro's mouth.

Another factor for him to keep Moore is this.

Finally, someone in this world finally understood what he was thinking!

Not for promotion, not for fame, and not for justice!

He just wants to live safely and comfortably for the rest of his life.

And Moore, just understands this aspect, this lazy middle-aged good-for-nothing, knows very well what Clow, who is also a "middle-aged good-for-nothing", thinks.

ha? Isn't being in your twenties considered a middle-aged loser?

In the eyes of the teenagers in the previous life, the twenties are almost buried, okay?

"But I really don't know, because I returned the power of 'sloth' to Saria a long time ago, and I have never acted alone. I have always been guarding in front of the Iron Maiden."

Moore shrugged, put the cigar thrown by Clow into his mouth, picked up the match and lit it, "Oh, good stuff, sure enough, being a navy is very good."

"You don't need to be 'lazy', you look very lazy, so if you want to sleep, find a place to sleep by yourself."

"Eh? Is it so good? Uncle, don't I have to pretend to be on guard?" Moore asked expectantly.

Crow waved his hand, signaling Moore to leave, then lay back, picked up a report, and narrowed his eyes.

"Brother Yixiao, I've already left for Dressrosa..."

"A smile?"

Lida, who was eating snacks on the sofa, was stunned, "Fujitora? What is he doing there?"

"Sent by Marshal Sakasky."

Kuro bit his cigar and said, "The flamingo played a game of abdication and resignation. The headquarters wants to confirm the situation. However, it has nothing to do with me."