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"Gallagher, I believe Marshal Sora's orders have been made very clear. You and Kaji must not meet during this extraordinary period."

The door of the ward was suddenly opened, and Sengoku walked in with Garp and Zephyr.

"In order to cover up his crime, Kaji tried to poison his own uncle. I envy this family where uncles are kind and nephews are filial."

All the abnormalities were his orders. Vashto woke up that day, and Kaji was able to see Gallagher that day.

At the same time, he also wanted to put a stop to the opponent's arrogance, which was why he did not let the medical staff spread the news of Vashto's awakening.

He threatened that Vashto was still in a coma and might even die, so that Gallagher and his family would pay a heartbreaking price.

"As expected of you, Sengoku, the wise general in the Marine Headquarters. Are these all your conspiracies?"

Gallagher protected Kaji, who had a surprised look on his face, behind him. The fact that these people appeared here meant there was no way they could end up in a good way, not to mention the vicious intentions revealed in his words.

"You don't have to protect Kaji. You were able to beat Vashto to the brink of death under Zefa's protection, and you still had enough strength to fight three of us, not to mention that there is a burden beside you. How can you fight me?"

"Tit for tat. Although Vashto didn't fall in my arms, I can guarantee that you will experience Kake falling in your arms like an orange that has been squeezed dry of juice."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, General Gallagher died heroically, and his killer, Kake, was beaten to death on the spot by Instructor Zefa who arrived. How pleasant it sounds."

Sengoku stood at the door, while Zephyr and Garp spread out in a triangle, blocking every possible route for Gallagher to escape.

"Of course, this does not mean there is no room for easing the tension. How much room there is and how long it can last depends entirely on your performance."

Zhan Guo changed the subject and said that his purpose today was to extort a huge sum of money. If he pushed too hard, Gallagher would be in trouble.

When flying a kite, you need to be relaxed in moderation so that you can enjoy the pleasure of being in control.

"Hmm? Isn't he your adopted son?"

Gallagher wondered if he had heard something wrong.

The Zhan Guo, who Marshal Kong said was loyal and righteous and was ready to use him as a snack, would actually talk business with him.

"An adopted son is just a title, not a biological child. Who would bother to be serious about a stranger who has no blood relationship with them?"

Zhan Guo spread his hands, trying hard to play the role, and the sneer on his face made Gallagher's heart tremble.

Did he see a side of Sengoku that no one knew about? In comics, people like this are usually silenced, right?

Seeing Gallagher doubting his life after breaking through his original worldview, Zhan Guo simply gave him another strong dose of medicine.

"I submitted a "Crouching Tiger" plan to Marshal Kong. The content of the plan was to use the identity of the son of a traitor in the Navy of Vashto to let him go undercover in the pirate group."

"In order to make him trust only me, I placed him in a naval orphanage in the South China Sea and accidentally revealed his true identity, so he spent his childhood living in the shadow of oppression by other children in the orphanage."

"To me, he is a useful tool, a key that can unlock the secrets of the remnants of Rocks. I have worked hard to train him up until now, wearing a mask of hypocrisy."

"And what about you? You ruined an idea I had been planning for more than ten years just because of your spur of the moment idea. How much do you think you will have to pay to compensate me?"

"Even if I kill you and Kake so easily, it won't bring back the energy I put into it."

Zhan Guo pulled up Gallagher, whose brain was short-circuited, and stared into his clear and stupid eyes, roaring viciously.

Kaji, who was standing aside, was so weak that he couldn't stand up. At this moment, he deeply regretted using Bailey to bribe the guard.

The Warring States admirals, who have the brightest and most majestic image among the admirals of the navy, all have such a despicable and dark side.

What about others?

What about Vice Admiral Garp, who always looked down on the nobles? What about the instructor Zephyr, who dragged his uncle into the game and was staring at them fiercely?

The little world in Kaji's heart began to shatter, starting with a small corner, until he began to constantly and maliciously speculate about the true faces of everyone present. His beautiful fantasy of justice completely collapsed.

He even began to doubt whether his second uncle, who stood up for him, had ulterior motives. Could it be that he also wanted to train himself the same way he had trained Washto?

Impossible, what is Vashto's identity and what is my identity?

He is the son of a traitor, the seed of evil, while he himself is of noble birth, showered with glory, and born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

How could my uncle use him as a bargaining chip?

But it's not impossible.

There have always been rumors in the family that the second uncle has always been dissatisfied with him being sent to the navy, while his father can comfortably be the heir to the family.

As his father's only son, he is definitely the one who inherits the family.

But if he was arranged to be an undercover agent, he would most likely die in an "accident" designed by his second uncle.

By then, as long as he survives his father, he will be the rightful heir.

The more Jiaji thought about it, the more frightened he became. When he was in the family, his second uncle didn't care much about him. He only brought him a few symbolic gifts when he occasionally went back, but he brought large and small bags of gifts to his father.

This was his plan to deceive his father and then kill himself quietly.

This must be the case. Kaji became more and more certain of his guess and deliberately kept a distance from his second uncle.

Although there is no such thing as a safe distance for the general in this room, his action can at least give him a little peace of mind.

"So what's the price, Sengoku?"

Gallagher had heard of Zhan Guo's plan. After all, he was the one who supervised the training base related to the plan. At that time, he didn't know what it was used for.

Now that the doubts have been resolved in this situation, he does not feel a single bit of pleasure in his heart.

Instead, there is a sigh at the unfathomable scheming of the Warring States period.

If he hadn't accidentally discovered it this time, perhaps he would never know the true face behind the Warring States mask until his death.

"The cost? Of course it's huge. Here's the list. You decide."

Zhan Guo pulled out a contract with already drafted terms from his pocket and threw it in Gallagher's face.

"Impossible, you are robbing me. Is Vashto made of gold? Why do you want so much compensation?"

Gallagher's eyes scanned the terms and his head exploded.

All these rules and regulations were designed to make their family bleed heavily, and there was absolutely no way he would agree to them.

"Do you think the energy and resources a general puts into a long-term plan are not worth the money?"

Zhan Guo took out another pen. His attitude was this: either sign or fight.