Taking into account the reactions of the children of Margaux one by one, Edward Newgate with the white beard shook his head secretly. He was obviously disappointed with them, but it was not easy to show his cards directly. After all, what Marshal Shura was about to do could be called A major event that has never been seen before or since will be revealed to the world only at the moment when the truth is revealed. Once he opens his mouth to explain, it will definitely leak out.

For this reason, even if during this period of time, he would be considered an old fool by the children, so what?

This world, after all, is the world of the people of the world, not the world of one family.

That day is coming soon.

Since the Marshal Shura has such ambitions, so what if Edward Newgate, the white beard, spends the last days of his life with him crazy?

The wind and rain are about to come and the wind is full.

The whole sea is filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

With the moment when the day of the public execution of Fire Fist Ace comes, the eyes of the whole world are cast on Marine Vandor at the Navy Headquarters.

The news media, represented by the Guangming Newspaper, had already built momentum for the navy before this, so that this matter caused a lot of trouble.

From the nobles to the common people, no matter what they were doing at this time, they all stopped their work and looked for video phone bugs to watch the live broadcast.

It can be said that this is a live broadcast feast that spreads all over the world!

The flag is like a cloud, and the warship is like a sea.

More than 20 elite naval soldiers are on standby, and the three generals of the Navy Headquarters are already in their positions.

In the focus of many media reporters' cameras, the door of a warship was slowly opened, and the tall figure of Marshal Shura was the first to catch everyone's eyes.

I don't know if it's because of the abnormality of this body, or because of the blessings of various skills. Yang Ming's height has grown a bit, and now he has reached a height of four meters, which can be called a little giant.

Black hair and black eyes, deep facial contours, under the thick black eyebrows, a pair of star-like eyes full of deep color, under the straight nose bridge, thin lips tightly pressed, under the external sunlight, Outline the resolute and unyielding face of Marshal Shura.

The well-tailored pure white navy uniform can hardly conceal the majestic and burly figure underneath. From the folds of the clothes, one can clearly feel the strong muscles of Marshal Shura. He is wearing a large navy cloak, and the word "justice" is folded behind him. The pleats are bright, which makes people look sideways.

Marshal Shura was holding a sea stone chain in his hand, and the other end of the chain stretched behind him, binding a tall and thin young man.

Since Huoquan Ace was detained in the deep sea prison, he has suffered a lot. It doesn’t matter if he can’t eat well or sleep well, and the traditional performing arts of the prison guards in the deep sea prison will always be sold to these prisoners. All kinds of tormenting punishments, enthusiastically introducing their cruel instruments of torture.

The unkempt young man stood at the door of the warship, only feeling that the sunlight outside was extraordinarily glaring, and subconsciously raised his arms to block the sunlight.

"Ka Ka Ka! Ka Ka Ka! Ka Ka Ka..."

When Ace walked towards the execution platform, the media reporters on both sides of the road pressed the shutters of the cameras one after another, and the dazzling light of the flashlight kept falling on him, making this supernova, who had been in the limelight since his debut, a little bit Looks a bit embarrassed.

Even the voices of the media reporters whispering to each other were like sharp knives that pierced into Ace's heart.

"Is this the famous Fire Fist Ace? With his cowardly appearance, it really doesn't deserve his name."

"Don't even think about it. What kind of place is the deep sea prison? Even a dragon has to be coiled, and a tiger has to be nested, let alone him?"

"Do you think that Whitebeard would really take the risk to save someone for this kind of person?"

"I will! Whitebeard has always regarded the members of the Pirates as his own children, whether it is true or he is pretending, but even if he is pretending, he has pretended all his life, it is impossible to be at this time Give up, otherwise the Whitebeard Pirates might as well be disbanded!"

"Extremely true!"

People's words are like poison, which can corrupt people's will.

Listening to the undisguised conversation nearby, sarcasm, ridicule, laughter, etc., Ace seemed a little dazed.

Once upon a time, he was also the proud son of heaven, the most handsome man in the sea.

At that time, these reporters didn't say that about him, they all called him the newcomer closest to One Piece.

But obviously, when a person is at his peak, he will get false support, once he loses these auras, he is actually nothing.

Along the stairs, step by step towards the execution platform, Ace's every step was extremely heavy, as if sandbags were tied to his legs.

The two privates in charge of executing Ace put their hands on the sides of Ace's shoulders, making him fall to his knees.

The execution platform has a good view, and you can see half of the Navy Headquarters, Marin Vandor, and you can also see the vast coastline and the military formations in full swing.

If he hadn't learned the script from Yang Ming, I'm afraid Ace would be worried about the safety of the white-bearded father at this time.

With such a formidable force in the navy, perhaps the old man with white beard would be able to fight his way out unless he was at the peak of his youth.

"Zizizi! Zizizi! Zizizi..."

Accompanied by a gust of cold air, strands of ice emerged in the midair, and an Ice Throne was outlined at a speed visible to the naked eye, suspended in the void, above the three generals of the Navy Headquarters, symbolizing the nobility of this throne.

The burly figure four meters tall sat down on the Ice Throne, and Marshal Shura put his hand on his chin, showing a calm posture.

Seeing this scene, all the media reporters pointed their cameras at Marshal Shura like a cat smelling fishy, ​​and let out bursts of exclamation without the editor-in-chief of Guangming Newspaper, Bermel, deliberately guiding him:

"Only the wrong name, no wrong nickname, Marshal Shura's aura, definitely killed from the sea of ​​corpses, really handsome!"

"The navy has achieved the ultimate. There is a man-made devil fruit army, a giant army, and the new admiral of the navy headquarters. There is also Marshal Shura, the sea-suppressing magic needle. May I ask why the navy will lose?"

"The navy is mighty! Long live Marshal Shura!"

The incomparably domineering image of Marshal Shura spread to every corner of the world through media reporters, video and phone bugs everywhere, and left a deep impression on the people all over the world. Doubt, facing the most luxurious lineup in the history of the Navy, will the Whitebeard Pirates dare to come?

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