Chapter 28: Water 7.

Hiruma cursed and stomped his feet for a while, but it didn't ease the anger in his heart.

This was too much, he thought. The other party scolded him and left without giving him a chance to scold back.

Although Hiruma couldn't understand the language the voice spoke earlier, he understood the meaning of that strange language completely.

"Can you hear me, you idiot?"

...

After entering the cabin, Hiruma sat on the chair angrily and took a few sips from a bottle of wine.

"Bang!"

The wine bottle slammed heavily on the table, startling everyone.

The marine personnel looked at each other, confused.

They didn't know why Hiruma-san suddenly got angry.

There should have been only him outside just now, without even a fish, who could have angered him?

Of course, he was angry.

He thought he was about to listen to the essence or hidden history of the world, but in the end, it was just a curse.

"What the hell! If I catch you, I'll hang you up and curse you for three days and three nights!"

This was really ridiculous.

Others listened to the voice of all things and heard the truth and essence of the world, while he only heard a curse.

And the person who cursed just ran away.

For the next few days, Hiruma spent a long time on the deck every day, but he never entered that state again, nor did he hear that voice again.

The navy personnel saw Hiruma's sulky appearance every day and consciously avoided him, fearing to provoke his anger.

Until they arrived at Water 7, Hiruma had nowhere to vent his anger.

"Hiruma-san, we have official business to attend to, so you can keep this Den Den Mushi. You can contact Commander Smoker directly with it."

"Here is your Seastone, we have put it in this suitcase for you to carry conveniently."

"And this, a cigar prepared for you by Commander Smoker."

Smoker was only a middle-ranking officer now, so it was already his limit to give Hiruma some special treatment.

Naturally, the warship could not wait for him here all the time.

Hiruma's anger had not subsided yet. He picked up the box and left with a cold face.

After confirming the route, Hiruma took the Sea Train directly. Heading to Scrap Island.

...

"Sir, you haven't bought a ticket yet." Kokoro reminded Hiruma.

He didn't even turn his head, carrying the suitcase and walking straight into the carriage. "I'll pay you back in a few days."

Kokoro was taken aback but didn't take it seriously. She was about to pay for his ticket when a group of people came in.

"Oh my, there are so many little rascals here. They can't even afford a ticket and still have the nerve to say they'll pay back in a few days."

There were five people in the group, all wearing clothes embroidered with the emblem of the World Government.

The leader had short purple hair, and thick dark circles surrounded a pair of occasionally sinister eyes.

It was none other than Spandam, the chief of CP9 eight years later.

And now, he has not inherited the position of CP9 chief from his father Spandine, but only lead CP5.

Although they were both secret agencies directly under the World Government, the difference between CP5 and CP9 was like heaven and earth.

Hiruma turned his head and looked at the other person. For some reason, he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity when he looked at the other person's face: "Why does his face look so familiar?"

At this moment, Spandam was also stunned, staring blankly at Hiruma.

He also felt the inexplicable familiarity from Hiruma's face: "Strange, his face looks so familiar."

Not only the two of them, but also the other passengers around them.

Turning their heads to look at Hiruma, and then turning to look at Spandam.

Although the two of them had no similarities in appearance, for some reason, they always had a mysterious similarity.

"Chief, you two look so alike."

"No, it's not just the looks, it's the temperament."

"Ha!" Another member of CP5 suddenly realized: "Yes, chief, I felt like I wanted to go up and beat him when I saw him just now. It turns out it's because of this!"

Hiruma: "..."

Spandam: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Hiruma finally understood why he had this inexplicable sense of familiarity.

This guy was just like him!

No, it was just like himself back then.

He clearly had no abilities, but still always looked like he was asking for a beating.

Maxed Taunt skill!

"You said who's the little rascal. RIGHT?" Hiruma had already walked over step by step while carrying his suitcase.

He was holding back his anger.

"If you can't even afford a train ticket and have to run a tab, what else are you besides a little rascal?"

"Watch your mouth closely, you pauper!"

Spandam then directly took out a stack of Berries: "All the expenses on the train today will be paid for by me, the young master Spandam!"

Hiruma almost burst out laughing.

This guy really was a waste of a second-generation young master.

"It seems like you're very rich." Hiruma looked at him dangerously.

But the next moment, he suddenly remembered something, sneered, and walked away with his suitcase in hand.

Spandam was stunned for a moment and then sat in the seat next to him.

No one noticed that his legs were trembling slightly at this time.

The look that Hiruma gave him before he left made him feel like he was being stared at by a fierce beast looking for prey.

At that moment, he thought he was going to die.

Hiruma sat there with his eyes closed, still carrying his suitcase on his shoulders.

He had just wanted to kill the other person, but then he thought that if he really killed him, it wouldn't be easy for him to get Tom on the ship.

If it weren't for Spandam, Tom would probably have been declared innocent and released after three days.

After all, saving the entire Water 7 with his own strength was such a great achievement.

Even the World Government could not ignore such great merit.

Tom was sentenced to death for building a ship for Roger in the past.

And now, the successful development of the Sea Train was enough to offset all his charges.

"You little scoundrel, just you wait for me. After I'm done with Tom, I'll make sure you can't survive!" Hiruma decided to endure for three more days.

....

Scrap Island.

This was where Tom's workshop was located.

The greatest shipwright in the world had personally built the great pirate ship "Oro Jackson," which was the only ship that has sailed to the end of the Grand Line.

After more than ten years of effort, he also designed and built the Sea Train that saved the Water 7.

But such a great shipbuilder had been banished to this garbage dump that was like the Gray Terminal in the Goa Kingdom. This world was truly twisted.

"World Nobles, World Government. Ruling this world for eight hundred years made them so rotten." Hiruma quietly followed Spandam and his group down the Sea Train.

Walking among countless ships, Hiruma suddenly fell into the same mysterious state he had experienced in the whirlpool current before.

The whole world became quiet, as if even time had stopped.

All was quiet, except for a voice that sounded as if it had been passed down from ancient times, quietly telling its story.