Just when Roy and others of Wanokuni were secretly accumulating their strength for the battle that was about to break out, and each worked hard to cultivate──

Near a deserted island in New World,

A caravan of merchant ships sailed slowly on the sea.

"Boss, there seems to be someone over there!"

On the deck of a merchant ship, a young man with Guozilian wearing a turban on his head suddenly squinted his eyes and looked at him. With a surprised expression, he raised his finger to the sea on the desert island not far away and exclaimed.

"There is one person?"

"How is it possible, did you go to Happy Street yesterday to be dazzled?"

"Hahahaha!! Don't laugh at this kid, it's the first time for him."

"........"

The other caravan crew members suddenly burst into friendly laughter.

The young man's face flushed suddenly, and he said loudly:

"No!! I am absolutely right, there is a person floating on the sea!!"

Then the others took the telescope from his hand, looked over, and made a series of low voices one after another.

"There really is a person on the sea!"

"I don't know if I'm still alive?"

"Should we stop being nosy?"

"Yes... Who knows if it's a pirate?"

"Don't be kind to be a donkey liver and lungs, you will end up killing you in the end."

"If it were pirates, we would be in danger..."

The caravan crew members started talking, some were nervous, some were silent, and some protested vigorously.

At this moment,

A figure in a straight suit walked out of the cabin slowly, strutting, with an arrogant expression, her small eyes gleaming with cunning and treacherous light.

"Let me see."

This guy who looked like an old fritters was obviously the owner of this caravan.

The guys who can form caravans to trade in the dangerous, entrenched, criss-crossed seas of New World generally have a strong background.

The same is true for this person.

He was born in North Blue, and started from a small bastard in the Mafia.

After earning the first pot of gold, he began to clean up and do legitimate business.

And since he succeeded in getting into a relationship with a big man, his trading business has also been doing well, and the speed of wealth accumulation is very appalling.

With a smile on his mouth, he took the look-glass under his hand and looked in the direction the latter was pointing.

But gradually,

His face became pale, and the sneer on his face was suddenly frozen.

"Quick! Get that person up quickly!!"

"Life or death!! Hurry up!!"

"This has been delayed, all of us have to eat Kabuto and leave!!"

The boss of the merchant ship suddenly issued a screaming exclamation, his face fused with orders.

All the merchants were stunned, a little dumbfounded.

They had never seen such a frightened and urgent expression on the face of the always calm and cunning boss.

This kind of expression, even in their customs clearance search facing the government official ship and Marine, has not seen it.

They suppressed their doubts and moved quickly.

The merchant ship drew in quickly,

Someone jumped directly into the sea,

Salvaged the dead figure floating on the sea surface to the deck.

The crowd couldn't help but watch.

The boss of the merchant ship hurriedly pushed the others away, came to the figure out of breath, and murmured in a frightened expression:

"Sure enough..."

His face changed, and he scolded:

"Who of you knows first aid?"

The young man stood up just now and put his head close to the figure's chest.

"Heartbeat! Still alive!"

He pressed his hands on the figure's chest, pressing down rhythmically.

puff!

After a while,

The figure finally spit out a mouthful of sea water and coughed violently...

The pale, dead face also flushed rapidly.

"here it is….…."

This is a young man in his early twenties, wearing a tattered and invisible style of clothes.

The surface of the body was full of traces burned by high-temperature flames, bloody and bloody, and it made people shudder.

The merchant boss said with a solemn expression:

"We are the caravan passing by. This is the sea area near New World Dressrosa."

"Are you..."

His voice hasn't fallen yet,

The young man who had just been rescued suddenly stiffened, and then let out a heart-piercing roar.

"Marshal Roy!!"

"I must go back to The fish men island!!"

"I have to save—"

As he said, he suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood and fainted straightly.

The other people on the merchant ship haven’t reacted yet.

The merchant ship boss has fallen to the ground in despair, his eyes wandering:

"Sure enough...NEO's new Marine........ Black robe and black armor..."

"Did something happen to NEO's new Marine?"

He gritted his teeth,

In the stunned eyes of others,

He slapped himself heavily and slapped his face flush.

Then he immediately took out a phone worm from his arms and dialed a certain special line.

A special line that the big man reminded himself that he can only use it at the moment of life and death.

"Brue──"

The phone worm got through.

"Something?"

A deep and sharp voice came out, revealing a condescending voice of the superior.

The boss of the merchant ship trembled when he heard the sound, and said respectfully in fear:

"That... Lord Morgans..."

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