Pirate's Strongest Emperor Deputy Mr3

"Let's talk about it, the current situation of Amazon Lily, and the distribution of naval forces."

Somewhere on the island is hidden in a cave in the jungle, and the bright candle light flickers gently, illuminating Mr3 sitting in the main seat.

Hearing this, the black-robed intelligence officer who had already investigated the situation clearly stood up and said in a respectful tone: "Back to third brother, now Amazon Lily Island has been surrounded by groups. The leader is Rear Admiral Kerby of the Navy Headquarters, who has been in the limelight recently. The master hiding in the secret is not yet known.”

After a brief pause, the intelligence officer continued, "According to our observations, the navy dispatched a total of five large warships to surround the Amazon Lily in different directions, with small patrol boats monitoring back and forth between the warships to prevent the inside people escaped."

Hearing the intelligence officer's report, Mr3 frowned slightly.

It was completely expected that Daughter Island would be heavily surrounded. The Navy's actions after abolishing the Shichibukai system were as fast as lightning, and basically did not give the Shichibukai time to react.

But the encirclement that isolates the inside and outside was unexpected.

After all, the Daughters Island is in a windless zone, and it is a problem for ordinary ships to even move, let alone form a perfect and tight blockade chain!

It can be seen from this that the navy should definitely win this crusade against the Empress!

"To prevent the people inside from escaping, what if you go in?" Mr3 asked.

The intelligence officer shook his head slightly and said: "As soon as we received your message, we tried to enter as ordinary businessmen, but were driven away by the artillery warning."

"Is that so..."

Mr3 looked embarrassed.

Then things get a little trickier.

If you can't even find the gap to get in, why bother smoking inside, ahem, stirring up the storm?

"Wait, what do you mean, the Navy hasn't launched an attack on Daughter Island yet?"

Mr3 suddenly caught this key point.

"No, the Navy has a team of reporters dispatched by Morgans, so the two sides are still in the standstill negotiation stage."

The intelligence officer briefly thought about it and guessed, "But with the Pirate Empress's tough attitude, the possibility of surrendering and admitting defeat is very low. Most likely, they will still fight."

Does the reporter team sent by Morgans actually have the right to participate in this kind of crusade against pirates?

Such a question emerged in Mr3's mind involuntarily.

But soon, after thinking of what the Navy did in the war on the top, he suddenly realized.

Unlike other Shichibukai, such as the Bucky Pirates, whose members are all vicious pirates, the Nine Snake Pirates is a small country.

If the Navy wants to take action, it must more or less consider the impact on public opinion. Allowing reporters to participate in reporting during the negotiation stage between the two parties can show the world their original intention of longing for peace and not harming innocent civilians, and win over people's hearts to the greatest extent.

This is very necessary.

After all, the Shichibukai system has existed for a long time and has long been ingrained in the subconscious minds of people all over the world. If we directly attack it without any reason, it will inevitably fall into the trap of others and be notorious as burning bridges.

Of course, as for the violent conflict or even the bloody siege that will inevitably break out later, it is enough to expel the reporters from the fleet in advance.

Later, it was declared that the pirate queen was extremely vicious, and she took the initiative to provoke a war regardless of the safety of the people. Who knows what is right and wrong?

This is already a routine operation for the Navy.

But it is precisely because of this that there is an opportunity to take advantage of it!

"Tell me the detailed location of their warships and the patrolling interval of the patrol ships."

Mr3 immediately became energetic.

"Okay, okay third brother."

The intelligence officer was obviously a little astonished, but he still answered truthfully and cautiously.

He knew very well that the man in front of him, who didn't look very good and not very strong, was the life and death brother of their big boss, Bucky the Clown, and even had a vague tendency to become the second-in-command of the Bucky Pirates.

Such a character is definitely not as simple as it seems, and he does not dare to be slighted.

"The positions of the five warships are fixed. As for the patrol ship, every time it completes patrolling a route, it will stop next to the warship for ten minutes to replenish and rest."

"But we have simulated it. Even the fastest power ship cannot cross the blockade in just ten minutes and travel two or three kilometers to Daughter Island. It will 100% be discovered on the way, and maybe it will be attacked. Shelling and expulsion.”

Hearing this, Mr3 lowered his head and pondered for a while.

Then he clapped his hands and said, "Ten minutes, that's it. Ten minutes is enough!"

Seeing him so confident, the intelligence officer couldn't help but look worried: "Third brother, are you planning to break in? Your identity is relatively sensitive. If one is accidentally caught and recognized by the navy, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"Haha, do I look like the kind of brainless idiot?" Mr3 smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

I already have a plan in mind.

"The third brother is wise!"

Many intelligence officers in black robes bowed slightly and wisely did not continue to pester him. Instead, they flattered him in unison.

Although what they want to say most at this moment is, "Third brother, you look so damn vulgar when you smile"!

Naturally, Mr3 didn't know the little Jiujiu in the hearts of the intelligence officers in front of him. He only thought that the third brother's cry was really Bashi.

Thinking about it this way, it's not unacceptable to become a small-faced character like Mr3 just after crossing the border.

Well, compared to a pure chicken at the beginning.

"The third brother, when are you going to leave?" an intelligence officer couldn't help asking.

Mr3 got up and walked out of the cave, looking at the distant sky where the sun had not yet set on the top of the mountain, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, before you come, let you know that the people who are good at branding and tattooing are on the island now?"

When he left Kalai Bali, he briefly explained some things to him through the phone bug, so the intelligence officer was able to answer fluently and accurately about the situation of Amazon Lily.

"Already on the way, we'll be there in about half an hour." the intelligence officer replied.

"Half an hour, it's just right, I can simply warm up."

Mr3 nodded slightly and said to the people who followed, "Don't disturb me during this time before he comes."

"learn!"

Afterwards, Mr3 wandered around this deserted island.

After finding an open space, start a simple special training on the wax fruit and the new-level knowledge and armed colors mastered by Mr3.

Even though he inherited most of Mr3's memories when he crossed over, there is still a slight gap between the actual operation and the concept.

The next contact with the Nine Snakes Pirates will most likely inevitably lead to a armed conflict, or to be more precise, it will be an indispensable test during negotiations.

There is nothing wrong with adapting to this body's fighting ability in advance!

"Candles, if developed well, they will probably be no less powerful than Ka'er Nuomi fruit, or even Aoki Pheasant's frozen fruit..."

Mr3 moved his mind slightly and raised his palm.

As the figure-3 hairstyle on the top of the head ignited flames, a familiar and unfamiliar touch immediately came from the palm of his hand.

The viscous liquid wriggled for a while, turned into pure white fluid wax and dripped frantically from the palm, spreading in all directions with Mr3 as the center.

After a short time, the earth within a radius of ten meters was completely covered by thick and solidified wax blocks!

"It's quite a wonderful feeling. Obviously I have never done such an exaggerated thing, but it is unexpectedly handy to use."

"In this case, it shouldn't be difficult to display the Haki of knowledge and Haki and the Haki of weaponry, but at this new level..."

Mr3 puts away the fruit ability and inspires armed domineering.

Then, he looked down at his arm, which was quite dark and soft, and fell into deep thought.

In terms of specific feelings, it is slightly stronger than the state of ordinary people tensing their muscles.

Well, the cute new level deserves its reputation!

Half an hour of training time is fleeting.

The branded tattoo personnel that Mr3 wanted appeared on the coastline quite punctually and were brought over by the intelligence personnel.

"Ah this..."

Looking at the scene in front of them, several intelligence officers were dumbfounded and shocked.

In front of them, the previously open space had been replaced by a deep pit with a diameter of ten meters.

In the deep pit, the overwhelming silver-white candles are burning with extremely high-temperature red-orange flames.

Just standing on the edge, you can feel the scorching hot air wave coming towards you!

"Ah, did half an hour pass so quickly?"

Opposite the edge of the pit, Mr3, whose clothes were tattered by the flames, walked slowly.

After getting his hands on the Wax Fruit, he successfully developed a move that was barely considered a trick. He was smiling and in a good mood.

The first time they met, he ripped off his tattered shirt.

"Are you the imprinter?"

Mr3 looked at the lean man in front of him, without talking nonsense, he raised his hand and used the ability of the wax fruit to construct a simple figure.

"I tattoo this pattern on my back, and make it look like a brand from more than ten years ago, can you do it?"

The tattoo artist took a brief look and nodded, "No problem at all!"

"Okay, let's start now!" Mr3 turned around and turned his back to the tattoo artist.

This confused the intelligence officers nearby. They looked at me and I looked at you, totally confused.

Why, at the critical moment of contact with the Pirate Empress, the third brother has to tattoo his back...

The flying dragon's kick mark that marks the Draco slaves? ! !