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One Piece:Fallen general

What is justice? The winner is justice! "I smoked, drank, cheated, addicted to murder, greedy for money, lascivious...but I was a good navy." Adam Rice, who holds the form of Paramecia Fruit, Phantom Beast, Fallen Angel, holds high the banner of justice, but like a devil, he tempts countless people to fall. Doflamingo is his intermediary in controlling the underground world, the Queen of Happy Street is his lover, the Amazon Lily is his back garden, and the golden emperor Tezoro is his cash machine... The raving of the devil is a temptation to indulge, and the flames of hell are the end of all things burning and destroying. This is the story of a fallen admiral. : "Man is Sailing, Fallen Angel General"; this novel and its characters are purely fictitious, any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated

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chapter 24

I don't think you're too wary of Gion. If you weren't familiar with your character, I would have thought you fell in love with her..."

Kong Ming picked up the cigar scissors familiarly, trimmed the cigar, picked up the lighter and lit it, while shaking his head with a chuckle.

No one could have imagined that this elegant young man in front of him had become an old smoker under the leadership of Adam Rice.

Adam Rice narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and there seemed to be dazzling stars shining in them.

"If you hide too much, it will lead to more suspicion and dissatisfaction from Malin Fando."

"It's better to directly show your strength and show some of your bets and hole cards..."

"That's the only way to win more benefits for us in the game with the headquarters, isn't it?"

Adam Rice took a deep breath of the cigar, feeling the excitement and pungency of the high-end cigar smoke wandering in his throat and nostrils, then picked up the whisky on the desk and took a sip.

The taste of cigars, mixed with the aroma of whisky, brought a sense of satisfaction to his taste buds.

Kong Ming glanced at him meaningfully, shook his feather fan lightly and smiled:

"Sometimes I really don't know how long you are..."

"With this big picture view and game thinking, as well as the ferocity when doing things, if I were your opponent, I guess I wouldn't be able to sleep at night."

Adam Rice laughed:

"Be humble!"

"Have you done less sinister things, you bastard?"

"At that time, the two well-known pirate groups in the North Sea fought each other under your discord. In the end, our navy easily cleaned up the mess..."

"The expression on the face of those pirate leaders when they saw you appeared, it was a wonderful thing."

"If they're still alive, you probably won't be able to sleep, right?"

Kong Ming spit out a smoke ring and said leisurely:

"So they died accidentally during the escort."

He suddenly shook his head,

"So when are you going to have a showdown with the headquarters?"

"You said Gion's arrival was only their first step, what about the rest?"

Adam Rice sneered:

"Gion is on the one hand, it's not a small test."

"The real killer move on the headquarters side is the officer training camp."

Kong Ming's face was stunned when he heard the words, and he was a little puzzled for a while.

The officer training camp is known as "the cradle of the generals". Basically, entering it is equivalent to paving a broad road for your future.

Not to mention that students at the officer training camp are able to receive personal instruction from former Admiral Blackwrist Zepha.

Black Wrist Zefa...that's a naval veteran and a pillar of justice from the same era as the three of Sengoku, Garp, and the crane staff!

Aside from the improvement in combat power brought about by the officer training camp, the network of contacts at the Military Academy and the huge "political resources" of Zefa students are enough to make any navy excited.

But why does Adam Rice's words sound a little wrong now?

"You think going to officer training camp will put you in danger?"

Kong Ming's expression gradually became serious.

Adam Rice shook his head,

"That's not true, it's just that the headquarters side, I guess I don't want me to be too comfortable in North sea."

When Kong Ming heard Adam Rice's words, he immediately reacted.

With his wisdom and vision, he naturally knew the meaning behind Adam Rice's words.

On Marine Ford's side, they used an officer training camp quota to transfer Adam Rice away from the North Sea...

As long as Adam Rice, the emperor of the North Sea, is transferred from the North Sea, the situation on the side of the North Sea will have obvious flaws.

At that time, the headquarters can easily take back all the military and political power on the Beihai side.

Thinking of this, Kong Ming's heart sank quickly.

It's a very insidious trick...

"Is it the meaning of the generals of sengoku ? Or the meaning of the staff tsuru?"

Adam Rice frowned:

"It's not very clear, but it is estimated that both of them have a share in it."

"Officer training camp is a hot potato, and in the opinion of this headquarters, I have no reason to refuse the great opportunity to go to the headquarters for training."

"This is an upright conspiracy. I feel that it is probably the meaning of the old man sengoku."

Kong Ming took a hard puff on his cigar.

Conspiracy and tricks, he is very good at, and as long as he wants to understand, there must be a way to break the game.

But for this kind of upright conspiracy, he couldn't think of a good countermeasure for a while.

This is not a gap in wisdom.

It is the chips of both sides on the gambling table, which are originally different.

Although North sea is like a monolith under the management of the two of them, compared to a behemoth like the Navy Headquarters, the gap is huge.

In the face of the mandatory orders of the headquarters, they can protest or disobey.

But what if it's a "reward" you can't refuse?

"So what are you going to do?"

Kong Ming asked Adam Rice with a solemn expression.