The silver fox general of the pirate

Chapter 157 CPO, only one can live

"Judicial Island, please leave."

Before Foxy could move, a few guards walked over with guns raised. If it wasn't for Foxy's navy attire, he would have shot on the spot.

This area is forbidden on the Isle of Justice.

"Wait a minute, bring him here."

Just as Foxy was about to leave, a voice came from a distant deck.

I saw a figure wearing a mask and covered in white robes, sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, staring at this side.

Standing next to the chair were two middle-aged men in suits, who looked like guards, with expressionless faces and cold eyes.

His expression changed slightly, and he knew who this strangely dressed Foxy was.

CPO, the top secret intelligence agency directly under the world government, is the upper echelon of CP1 to CP9 organizations. It is said that there is an existence in it that is no less powerful than the admiral of the navy.

The most important thing is that the CPO does not obey the orders of the world government, but is an official who directly belongs to the nobles of the world, and even the admiral of the navy can give orders at important moments.

Foxy did not expect to meet the most mysterious institution of the world government here.

Thinking about it is right, besides guarding the Judicial Island, the main purpose of CP9 is to help the world government deal with some dirty incidents, and to become a CP9 must have absolute loyalty to the world government, in other words, it is a dead soldier.

And to ensure that the dead will not betray can only be cultivated from an early age.

As for why CP0 intervened in the training of CP9, it is not difficult to guess that the Tianlong people must want to select some suitable personnel in it.

Foxy's heart sank. He didn't expect to meet CPO here. The power and strength of these guys are terrifying. If he accidentally killed himself, he would definitely die.

There is no reason to kill people in this world, maybe you don't like it, or it's just boring.

Foxy couldn't help being nervous.

Cold sweat broke out in the palm of his hand, Foxy followed the guards to the platform, and could only pray that he was thinking too much.

"Navy? Or a second lieutenant."

A pair of eyes emerged from the weird mask, and one couldn't see the expression nor hear the emotion.

"Academy of the Naval Headquarters, a student of Mr. Zefa, Lieutenant Foxy, a relative of Lieutenant Admiral He, has met your Excellency."

The figure stood straight, and Foxy made a military salute and pulled the tiger-skin banner, implying that he was not an ordinary second lieutenant, but had a background.

"Zefer, Crane?"

Foxy could clearly feel that the CPO was stunned for a moment, and then the nervous pressure suddenly eased a lot.

Effective, the preliminary estimate should be saved.

Once again, Foxy felt the benefits of having a background, but the feeling of not being able to control his own destiny was too unpleasant.

Because I am too weak, I have to be careful now.

If you have enough strength, you still need to be so worried about people's faces.

"You are very smart."

The implication of Foxy's words is that the CPO can understand at once. After all, there are many smart people in this world.

Suddenly, Foxy fell silent.

"The people who trespassed on this place are all dead, but for the sake of Zefa and He, I will give you a chance. As long as you kill one of them, I will spare you, otherwise you will die here."

I don't know if it's too boring, the CPO looked at Foxy playfully like a cat playing with a mouse, and pointed at the subordinate on the right.

"Only one of you can live, Jeter, kill him."

Without the slightest emotion, the CPO issued orders indifferently.

And the subordinate named Jeter disappeared in place all of a sudden.

His complexion changed again and again, and Foxy couldn't stop yelling in his heart. If this is a forbidden area, why isn't there a single guard on the periphery? Foxy was even more sure that this guy was just making trouble for him because he was bored.

"Gah woo."

Donald Duck's fur was all over his body, his big round eyes were full of anger, and Foxy stopped him when he was about to draw out the two swords on his back.

"Go to the side first."

There was a strong wind in front of him, and the subordinate named Jeter flashed, and as soon as his right foot came up, he was wrapped in an armed color and pulled towards Foxy sideways, with great strength.

Bowing his head in the nick of time, Foxy's expression became ruthless, since he said that there is only one life left, then don't blame yourself.

Although this Jeter looks very strong, but he is not a soft persimmon.

There was darkness between the fingers of the bent right hand, piercing Jeter's heart like a sharp arrow.

"Ding"

With the sound of steel colliding, a trace of sparks exploded, and Jeter only took two steps back without any damage to his chest.

Quickly flipping two backflips to open the distance, Foxy looked at Jeter with a sullen face.

Six-style masters, as well as armed colors, are just followers of the CPO. From this, we can see the strength of the CPO organization.

"Swish"

Like an emotionless machine, Jeter raised his foot and swung it, a path of haze quickly swooped towards Foxy, and the ground was torn apart like paper along the way.

At the same time, Foxy also quickly kicked out two kicks, forming two haze kicks and cutting towards Jeter's haze feet. Compared with the size of the haze feet, Jeter's is undoubtedly bigger, otherwise Foxy would not have kicked two kicks.

With a burst of air pressure, Foxy's two slippery feet can barely offset Jeter's single slippery foot. As far as the slippery feet are concerned, Foxy is a level behind.

The knowledge spread, and Jeter appeared in front of Foxy in the next second, his right hand was completely black, and at the same time, his ten fingers and middle fingers joined together like a bouncing poisonous snake, piercing towards Foxy's throat.

Foxy didn't dare to resist with a half iron block, even with armed defense.

The opponent's six styles are obviously stronger than his own, and the only way to decide the outcome is to use his ability at critical moments.

But now is not the time, it would be a pity to let go of such a good whetstone.

Foxy probably knows Jeter's strength in the two-handed fight. Although he can't match it, it is impossible for the opponent to kill him in a short time. This is Foxy's confidence.

What's more, he still has the ability not to use it.

Foxy is very bold, as long as he can quickly make himself stronger, he will try any method.

As soon as Foxy and Jeter made a move, Donald Duck disappeared into the open space. It was obvious that he was looking for Uska, and this guy was still very smart at the critical moment.

The CPO didn't stop it either, it was just a pet after all, but Donald Duck's speed made him look sideways, and he disappeared in a snap.

The children who were training around also stopped, all focusing on the duel between Foxy and Jeter.

And in the tower of justice Yuska is still negotiating with Spandain.

"boom!"

The door was violently opened, and with a gust of wind, Donald Duck appeared in front of Yuska and waved his wings anxiously.

"Quack."

Seeing that it was Donald Duck, Yuska subconsciously relaxed her tense body, but frowned when she understood Donald Duck's movements.

"You said there was a strong person who wanted to kill Foxy?"

"Gah woo woo."

Donald Duck nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and then pulled Uska's clothes out with his beak.

"Go and see."

Yuska walked out of the office with a sullen face, and Spandain followed behind with some doubts. .

(End of this chapter)