One Piece: I am a Celestial Dragon

"A new emperor? Hahaha, Brother Ace's good days are probably coming to an end!"

Iran Sheng read the contents of the newspaper and laughed out loud.

The World Government is a bunch of old villains. A false name can make these pirates beat their heads into dog heads.

Merciless killing is the most deadly. What do you mean, one peach kills three people?

"Pirates will never succeed after all."

Iran Saint smiled and made a summary, and then continued to read.

The veterans leave their posts, but the sailors remain alive! The strongest military force in history is born!

The Iranian Saint briefly scanned the news of the Warring States Period and Kapp's resignation and retention, as well as the history of the Navy's passionate struggle after realizing shame and then being brave.

Finally, in the last paragraph, Iran Saint saw the news he wanted to see most

The new generation navy team, the strongest team in history!

The new marshal Aokiji, the generals Kizaru, Akainu, and Midoriya, the candidates for generals Momoha, Odama, and Fujitora, the chief inspector of the Navy Headquarters Buddha Sengoku (former navy marshal), the navy recruit instructor Tekken Garp, and the Black Arms · Zefa.

"Hehe, it's done!"

This news is really a big plus for Iran.

Let’s start with why Qing Pheasant didn’t have its legs broken.

In the original plot, Aokiji and Akainu competed for the position of navy marshal. They fought for ten days and ten nights, and finally lost one of their legs and left the navy.

Now, Qing Pheasant not only saved his leg, but also became a naval marshal.

"It seems that if nothing else happens, Akainu is packing his bags and preparing to go to Wano Country to show off his talents."

A smile appeared on Saint Iran's face, and he murmured to himself that he was also looking forward to this new generation of vibrant navy.

"I have seen the new future."

Having said that, he took out the notebook from his arms. This exciting node must be recorded carefully.

"The era of the navy has come, and the new navy will use their powerful power to clear all sea areas.

Where the white cloak of justice flutters, the scum of the sea become frightened.

The gentle man pulled the reins of the navy, hoping that there would be a little more humanity on the flying flag of justice.

Maybe the Five Old Stars also think about it this way. After all, the strongest force among pirates is no longer something to be afraid of. The navy they need should no longer be an iron-blooded navy.

After all, among the current Yonko, Ace and Katakuri are just bratty younger brothers, and a newspaper is enough to make them miserable.

The purpose of the red hair is unknown, and the identity is unknown. I don’t know what the five old stars think about it.

Kaido and Akainu fell in love and killed each other in Wano Country. I don’t know if there will be a resolution before they die of old age.

Perhaps, only when Wang Lufei goes to sea again two years later, will the high-ranking Five Old Stars pay attention to pirates again.

Well, when talking about Wang Lufei, we have to mention Blackbeard. I don’t know when he will enter the new world.

If he guessed correctly, he should be looking for the cultivation fruit now.

Judging from the fact that he has been able to be a son on Whitebeard's ship for twenty years for a dark fruit, he can also persist for a long time on the path of finding the fruit of cultivation.

What a representative of forbearance and an admirable hero.

Just work hard and leave the rest to God, come on! black beard! I, Saint Constantine Iran, like you very much! "

He took back his notebook with satisfaction and stretched out boredly. Life on the road was always a bit boring, so Iran Saint decided to find something to do.

I sat in a chair and thought for a while, then walked out of the room and walked straight to the kitchen.

"Well I want cakes, the more the better."

The Iranian Saint, wearing a golden trench coat, said this while standing in the kitchen.

Following Iran Saint's order, the entire kitchen began to operate at overload.

Dozens of chefs started their work, and soon, about 20 cakes several meters high were neatly stacked on the table.

The Iranian saint stretched out his finger and scratched the cream of the cake, then put his finger into his mouth and tasted the cream.

"Well, not bad."

After nodding with satisfaction, he called over twenty female warriors and asked them to pick up the cake. Then he ordered the few free people to bring several large barrels of juice and wine.

After getting everything ready, Iran Sheng turned and walked out of the kitchen.

In the dark secret room at the bottom of the golden boat, there were only a few candles emitting a faint light.

The iron chain hanging from the dark cross was stretched straight, and the other end of the iron chain was bound to a giant nearly ten meters tall.

Most of the giant's body was soaked in the cold sea water, and its huge head drooped feebly. Only the chest that kept rising and falling showed that it was still alive.

The pink dress was a little unfitting at this time and looked extremely loose.

"Squeak~"

The nearly half-meter-thick iron door of the secret room was slowly opened.

The ears of the giant soaked in the sea water trembled slightly, and he slowly raised his head. His eyes suddenly opened. The moment he opened them, the entire dark secret room seemed to be filled with red light.

"Wow~" "Wow~"

The thick chains kept colliding together as the giant struggled.

“hungry cake”

The ghostly expression, unconscious words, and dark secret room create a scene that is enough to scare most ordinary people to tears.

"Hey, Lingling, you are still so energetic."

The iron door finally opened completely, revealing more than twenty figures at the door. The blond man standing at the front walked into the secret room first and greeted them like old friends.

The giant's struggle became more intense, his glaring eyes were bloodshot, and he waved his hands vigorously, but in vain.

The blond man raised his forearm, and a green cake appeared out of thin air in his hand. He held the cake in one hand and slowly walked to the giant.

With a slight flick, the cake drew an arc in mid-air and fell accurately into the giant's mouth.

"Pfft~vomit"

After the giant ate the cake, she froze in the water tank. Soon, a large amount of blood mist spurted out of her mouth. She lowered her head and kept vomiting blood.

"Lingling, do you feel awake now?"

The blond man raised his head and asked with a smile. In his worried eyes, it seemed that the cake he just threw had nothing to do with him.

"vomit" the giant vomited a few mouthfuls of blood again, then slowly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, but his eyes were no longer unconsciously crazy, but filled with visible resentment.

“Constantine Irani Saint!!!”

He just said a name, but his tone was as sinister and vicious as a ghost in the Nine Netherworld. I don't know what kind of hatred could make people so unforgettable.

"Are you awake? Then I'm relieved." The blond man in a golden trench coat said warmly, with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze on his face, which was in sharp contrast to the ferociousness of the giant.

I saw him turning his head and giving instructions to the people behind him.

"Hurry up and give the cake to Lingling. Look how hungry she is. She must lose more than kilograms!"

As his words fell, the female warriors held cakes several meters high and lined up to feed the giant.

"Constantine Iran!!! Are you still showing that disgusting expression to humiliate me after everything has happened?"

The nine-meter-tall giant roared at the blond man while devouring the cake. The several-meter-tall cake could not block her mouth at all.

As if he didn't hear her roar, the blond man pointed sideways at the barrel beside him and asked with a smile.

"Lingling, juice or wine?"

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