Self-Discipline! Have You Seen Marineford at Four o’clock in the Morning?

The moment the voice fell,

Zephyr and Momousagi kept calm on their faces, but their pupils shrank suddenly.

Roy was seriously injured and unconscious. They have adopted top-secret procedures to hide it from the outside world in order to prevent other forces from taking advantage of Roy's serious injury to attack NEO's new Marine.

After all, although Naval Headquarters has now withdrawn from the New World waters, this does not mean that NEO New Marine is in an unbeatable situation in this waters.

The main reason is that the territory and sphere of influence of NEO's new Marine camp are in an isolated state.

The fish men island,

Wanokuni,

Dressrosa........

The forces and territories currently owned by NEO New Marine are far apart from each other. Although these three countries and islands are among the best in the celestial power and scale of the New World waters.

However, due to the geographical isolation, the combat power of NEO's new Marine is greatly dispersed.

"It seems I guessed right..."

Dorrag smiled proudly, and with his keen sense of touch, he naturally noticed the emotional ups and downs of Zephyr and Momousagi.

Even if these two people were obviously suppressing the appearance changes on the surface, Dorag knew too much about these two people.

Zephyr is his former teacher,

And Gion was also his classmate at the same time.

But Dorag’s heart also secretly sighed with the charm of the young man named Roy. Looking at the vigilant reaction of the two teachers, Zephyr and Gion, Dorag could clearly measure that Roy was in Zephyr and Momousagi. An irreplaceable position in people's minds.

"Teacher Zephyr, Gion, you don't need to use such a hostile attitude to me..."

"I came to Dressrosa this time without any malice."

"Otherwise, I will not enter Dressrosa by myself."

Dorage said solemnly.

Zephyr and Momousagi looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then nodded vaguely at the same time.

"Roy's current situation is not so good..."

"Dorag, what do you want?"

Zephyr's eyes suddenly burst out with a sharp burst of light, staring firmly at Dorag's face with bloody tattoos.

A glimmer of ambition flashed in Dorag's deep eyes, and he wrote lightly:

"Among my revolutionary army, there is a man with outstanding medical skills."

"I believe it can help Roy recover his physical condition and return to the top."

Hearing this, Zephyr's eyes suddenly lit up.

Momousagi frowned, his eyebrows were frowned, and his eyes stared at Dorage deeply and said:

"So, Dorag, are you willing to save people unconditionally?"

"This is not in your style."

Dorag smiled mysteriously.

"If it's necessary, wait until Roy recovers..."

"All I can say now is this."

He slowly turned around, squinted his eyes and looked at the distant sky, muttering:

"This world needs him to wake up."

….….

….….

In the first half of the Grand Line, Impel down the deep sea prison.

The sixth floor, Eternal Hell.

"Tsk tusk tusk tusk, this is not our great Naval Headquarters marshal Sengoku..."

"Jie ha ha ha!!! I really laugh at me!!"

"Marshal Marine Sengoku was imprisoned in Impel down the sixth floor!!"

"With us, the garbage, ants, and scum in your Marine mouth!!"

"Hahahaha!!! Sengoku, how do you feel now?"

"Are you going to kill a Celestial Dragons like that stupid Roy kid two years ago?"

"........"

A burst of cold, violent, violent laughter echoed back and forth in the dark prison corridor, as if a group of hell demons were laughing sly...

Wearing a black prison uniform, Sengoku sat blankly on the damp and cold floor, turning a deaf ear to the ridicule and ridicule of the "prisoners" around him.

His expression was dull, and the beard on his chin was even more messy, as if he hadn't been trimmed for a long time.

Under the hollow eye sockets, the dark circles are as heavy as two bags, making his eye sockets look even more apathetic.

What's more shocking is that his hair has turned completely gray.

"I didn't expect, Sengoku, you would end up like this..."

A deep and powerful footstep sounded slowly from the cell next to him.

Under the faint light swaying,

A pair of shiny military boots came into view.

Sengoku raised his head and stared coldly at the blond man who was facing him across the iron fence.

"Douglas Bullet..."

His face became cold,

"Your breath..."

In the perception of Observation Haki, the momentum of the Bullet in front of him was like a deep vortex in the same pool, majestic and eerie.

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