Kuro has considerations.

He was really too lazy to stay in Shambo. In addition to dealing with a large number of pirates who wanted to break into the new world, he also had to deal with the Tianlong people.

Such a troublesome thing, how can you stay in the West Sea?

It is best to use this to make people above, so that they feel that they are a trouble in Shambo, and to transfer themselves away from here, preferably to place them in the world and never return to the great route.

According to common sense, for the navy, those who are not on the great route are not good navy, and the upper class punishes the navy and imposes on the entire world with the navy that has been doing well on the great route.

This is what Kuro wants.

He picked up the phone bug next to him and said, "Start now, don't waste time."

As he said that, he dialed the number from Marinfando.

Soon, the phone worm made a "click" sound and was connected.

"Hello, this is Marinfando, I am Lieutenant General Stolobery."

The phone worm turned into a tall hat with straight and long beards.

"Stolobery?"

Kuro was stunned for a moment, "I am Kuro, brother, is it you who took over Marinfando?"

"Oh... Kuro, yes, I took over Marshal Akainu went to the New World after you set off. He had explained that Marshal Celestial was half of your command. Let's cooperate well in the future." The phone bug let out a gentle laugh.

"If it's brother, it's easy to deal with. I'll transfer a group of navy to Shambo to clean up the current environment." Kuro said directly.

This guy used to be a subordinate of the old man. Although he became an independent agent when he was a lieutenant general, the faction label cannot be separated from it. Everyone is the same faction, so it would be simple to do things.

"How many people do you want?" said the phone bug.

"Thirteen thousand, drive four large warships over."

"Okay, I'll get you there in a while."

After saying that, Storoberg smiled and said, "It's okay to come here to sit down. I have a lot to talk to you."

"It must be certain, then that's how it comes first."

Kuro called, hung up the phone bug, and whispered at Lida and Clow: "Do it."

He spit out smoke, "I have sent three thousand navy soldiers here to make trouble. If there is no news from above, there will be ghosts. Can I tolerate me here when I see it?"

Regardless of whether he can tolerate it or not, he really doesn't like the environment of Shambodi. In addition to allowing himself to complete the purpose of transfer, it would be good to make some rectifications.

It only took Marinfanduo to go to Shambo for half a day, and it wouldn't be too slow.

It will be done quickly depending on the situation.

Marinfando.

"Three Thousand Navy..."

Stolobery stroked his long beard and smiled: "Cullo is still very responsible. Do you want to solve the disadvantages of shampoo land as soon as possible?"

Everyone knows what happened in the Shambodia Islands, but they can't control it. These lieutenant generals have their own bases and responsibilities. If the headquarters has no orders, they will not go to Shambodia easily.

And compared to the local navy, they were rashly passing by and couldn't find anything.

Recently, it was still a period of power change, so I was even less interested.

But Marshal Akainu asked Curro to go there, and he also had the intention of tidying up the shampoo land.

Kuro is also very successful. He has just taken office and is about to start a big move.

"As your senior, of course I will support it." Storoberg issued an order with a smile.

Now Marinfando's navy is not too large, with a total of about 8,000 people. This has been reduced by more than one-third of the troops. If it were others, Stolobery might not agree.

But Crowe, of course, supports it. Even if he doesn't mention that he has the command of Marinfando, he will support it even if he doesn't.

That is the best-provoking navy of their faction, and even the best-known navy in the entire navy.

...

Shambodi Islands, 30 areas.

32GR.

A little girl is running in this street in the park.

Her body was covered with dust, with scars on her cheeks and arms, and her red hair was very soft, but it seemed to have been implicated by violence, making her look a little messy. There were two marks on her cheeks, like tears that were not dry.

Finally, she ran from a secluded place to a crowded place and shouted: "Save me, save me!!"

Some people were about to call the little girl, but suddenly their faces were shocked. Those who were far away ran away. Those who were close could only kneel down and lowered their heads and dared not look up.

Not far behind the little girl, a giant man was lying on the ground and slowly moving forward, while on it, a man sat cross-legged.

The man's hair was curled upward, with a fat face, and his nose was left. His thick lips, like a pig, were still silly speaking: "Don't run, I'll shoot if I run, I'll do it, hey, slave, don't run."

"It's too much, even the little girl..."

A man couldn't help but say something, and was immediately pulled by his companion next to him.

"Worry, you will die, that's Charles Saint..."

There is no reason, just because there is a transparent helmet on the man's head.

Only those who like to do such decorations can be made, that is, the dragon.

Can't be provoked.

"Don't run, red hair, like fire, is a rare color."

Charles spoke word by word, like an idiot: "I want you to be my slave, don't run away."

"Damn it, can't you climb faster, you useless slave."

Charles lit the chain around the slave's neck and said, "Hurry up, slow slave."

The tall man he rode on was lifted by the chain and his face turned red. It gritted its teeth and accelerated a little.

But it was a little faster, and Charles above shook his body. His face changed. He took out a golden pistol and pointed it at the man's back, saying:

"Damn it, you didn't let me sit firmly, you useless slave!"

Bang!

A bullet hit his vest and splashed blood. The tall man fell into the ground.

"Move, slave."

Bang bang bang bang!

Charles shot him a few times again with his nose, slapped him with anger, and said, "Come on, move quickly, useless slave, I want that red-haired slave."

After he took a few shots, he found that the slave was not moving, so he pointed at the little girl and said to the back: "Hey, go and catch her, I'm tired of chasing you."

Behind him were several fully armed soldiers, and two men in black formal attire. The two looked at each other, one of them pursed his lips and his footsteps moved.

"shave."

Quickly, he came to the running little girl. The little girl bumped forward and threw herself backwards with her nose covering her nose.

"Little girl, the nobles in the world like you, it's better not to resist."

The man in black said to the red-haired little girl.

"Save me, please, please save me!"

Perhaps because of the bitter nose that was hit, or because of the fate that was about to be suffered, the little girl shed tears and shouted to the surroundings; "Please save me!"

The people who were watched by her turned their heads silently and did not dare to speak.

Some people felt unbearable and just wanted to stand up, but after thinking about it, they lowered their heads even lower.

No one dares to disobey the Heavenly Dragon Man.

"Save me!!!"

The little girl's shouting became louder and louder, but the people around her were even lower.

The man in black was silenced for a moment, but the silence didn't even pass for a second. He reached out and wanted to catch the little girl, "Don't struggle, the Tianlong people cannot resist."

His hand easily grabbed the little girl's hand, held her wrist, and dragged it to Charles.

"No! I don't want it, I don't want it!!"

The little girl's eyes were filled with tears and she shouted: "My parents said that if there is such a situation, I will..."

A hint of harshness appeared in her eyes, and her teeth were spreading, and she was about to bite her tongue hard.

Bang!!

At this moment, a big rock suddenly flew over and hit the man in black, knocking him out.

"Oh, where did the stone come from? It's a coincidence."

In the distance, with the sound of footsteps, a group of people came over.

It was a group of navy, wearing uniforms and straight backs.

The person in the lead was wearing a golden formal suit, and the naval cloak flew back with his pace. He bit the cigar and walked to the little girl, saying, "Little sister, it's almost dark, you go home and have dinner quickly."

The little red-haired girl froze her open mouth and looked at the man coldly. The sunset shone from his side, illuminating the golden formal attire as if it was glowing.
Chapter completed!