Pirate’s Brood Order

Jones Dao glanced at Ke Luo, who was standing behind Chi Yeben, with a cold and hypocritical smile on his handsome side cheek, just like a copy of Yaerlin.

"Their deaths are all blamed on the Golden Lion Shiji!" Jones Dao felt strange, but he, who had already stood in line behind Yarlin, naturally wouldn't talk too much. He was somewhat dissatisfied with Crowe's slander when he heard the wind, and felt palpitations at Crowe's ruthlessness, but he would not jump out to disrupt the situation.

He pursed his lips and observed the conference room. The words Chi Yeben left behind were like ripples exploding in stagnant water, and whispers came from the dead and strange atmosphere.

This is a smart person who doubts the news of the "death". They were whispering and discussing. Chi Yeben didn't stop after speaking. He lowered his head expressionlessly and looked at the polished surface of the table, as if there was something hidden inside. Like a profound philosophy.

"Crow, is what Colonel Chi Yeben said true?"

The captain of the navy who was whispering couldn't help but ran past Chi Ye and asked Crowe.

In the entire conference room, only Crowe was the rank of lieutenant colonel, and he was the only one who maintained a standing posture quietly, but smart people can keenly know that Crowe is the most influential person in the club, because he The back represents Colonel Yarlin who founded the naval club.

"Unfortunately not smart enough!"

Jones Dow raised his eyelids and glanced at the questioning naval colonel, and sneered in his heart. The smart people with a real sense of smell in this conference room are all silent throughout the whole process, and do not participate in whispers and discussions. At most, they look at each other with their eyes Communicate, and quickly move your eyes away.

"Are you suspecting that the club's information is wrong, or are you questioning Colonel Chi Yeben's words?" Crowe stared at the colonel who asked the question, and the other party's information immediately surfaced in his mind.

He is familiar with the detailed information of all the naval captains in the entire East China Sea, but seeing him habitually support the frame of the gold-rimmed glasses, his movements are gentle and elegant, but Jones Dow is familiar with Crowe's small movements, and his heart is suddenly awe-inspiring. Knowing that Crowe has already moved the killing intent in his heart!

"Because of the golden lion Shiji, the entire East China Sea fell into turmoil. Dozens of naval branches and islands were destroyed and sunk in a row. Let's unite and use the banner of the Golden Lion to bring disaster to the East China Sea!" Crowe said quietly, "It was under such a bad situation that Hu Qi and other colonels were attacked by frenzied pirates. Unfortunately, he was buried in the belly of the sea."

"So many empty seats mean that more than half of the colonels in the East China Sea are dead. I'm afraid it's a little strange?" Several other colonels echoed.

The yin and yang in the words were weird, and it was just a matter of pointing out that there was a navy with evil intentions secretly eradicating dissidents behind the scenes, but it just put all the shit on the golden lion's head.

Crowe indifferently glanced at the talking navy colonels, and then at the other navy colonels who looked at each other silently. He took out the cigarette case from his pocket, knocked on the case and took out a cigarette from his mouth, lit it skillfully, and slowly He let out a breath slowly, and his voice was hoarse and cold: "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately!"

"The words are a bit rough, but the absence of so many colonels at once really shocked everyone." A ferocious-looking naval colonel twitched with his face full of flesh, and forced a bright smile at Crowe: "It's all caused by the Golden Lion Shiji. To be honest, we are really afraid that one day an island will fall from our heads and smash ourselves into cakes."

"Rostner, the colonel of the 91st branch, has a fierce and frizzy personality, and is a little cunning..." Crowe looked over, and detailed information immediately appeared in his mind. He spit out smoke rings and remained silent.

"Those vacant naval colonels may not all be dead. Maybe some of them are afraid to come. After all, our East China Sea Navy's family is already poor. It can't compare with those elite soldiers in the headquarters. The Golden Lion Shiji once destroyed half of the army. Marin Fando, let's get together and force it together, then in the eyes of General Akainu, it won't even be enough as cannon fodder."

Looking fiercely at the nodding naval colonels, the voice suddenly became a little louder, and said to Crowe in a deep voice: "The benefits that the club has brought to everyone in the past two years are indeed rich, but each of us is not in vain, and we have worked hard. We have worked hard, so if the club intends to bring everyone together to avoid the spread of this war, then we are all willing to continue to work together and take a ten thousand step back, and wait for General Akainu to solve the golden lion Shiji. It’s still up to us to maintain order and operate.”

Crowe picked up a gold-plated and silver-plated ashtray from the table noncommittally, flicked the ashtray into it and asked, "What if it's not?"

Rost was at a loss for words, with a hint of sullen expression on his face, he gritted his teeth and replied: "Who is willing to follow behind the club's butt, and risk our lives to fight against the red dog general, we naturally admire it in our hearts, and dare not Stop it; but those of us who can carry our own weights and taels, but really don't have the heart and courage, how about we retreat and run for our lives?"

Greed for life and fear of death is naturally part of the reason, but part of the reason is that the factions of these naval colonels themselves are not on Sakaski's side.

Of course, none of this matters to Crowe. After today, there will only be one faction left in the East China Sea in the future.

"Under the overturned nest, how can there be any eggs?" Crowe lightly spit out the last smoke ring, extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and then walked towards Rost with the ashtray in his white gloves, "The whole If the East China Sea turns into a paradise for pirates, where can there be a place for the navy? Are you planning to take off your military uniforms and become pirates?"

"How could Admiral Red Dog lose to the Golden Lion?" Roster looked at Crowe who was approaching, his back felt inexplicably cold, and he cursed in his heart: "If we really lose, then we will take off our military uniforms and become pirates." It's not impossible!"

"Gathering in the club, everyone huddling together to keep warm, there may be a way out in this critical moment, otherwise you may die without a place to bury, why can't you understand the club's good intentions?" Crowe sighed, with a fierce expression. There was a murderous intent under the lens. Before he could speak again, he strangled the other party's neck with one hand and pressed him hard on the table. He raised the ashtray with the other hand and slapped him hard. It hit him on the back of the head.

Rost's eyes were sharp and he tried to struggle, but he felt the huge force from his neck like an arm like iron clamps. His head was stuck firmly on the cold table and he couldn't move. The back of his head was hit by severe pain, and his brain seemed to be shattered. It seems that the eyes are black, and I am plunged into the darkness...