One Piece: My Son Is Sengoku

The blue sea reflected the sky, and the fire was blazing, and this was just the result of a casual wave of the Poseidon Trident.

"Is there anything else you can say?" Sengoku's whole body was shining with golden light, his eyes swept over several people indifferently, and then informed him that if he had no objection, he would go and announce it. .

"You..." The Five Elders with two mustaches was angry and clenched his fists.

At this time, Sengoku said: "Yes, the original purpose of establishing Shichibukai was to balance the forces, but you should know the current situation. The old sayings from a few years ago are outdated, meaningless, outdated and pedantic. Let's re-evaluate the sea. Let’s talk about the overall gap between thieves and marines.”

Putting all these reasons together, what good impression can you make of the battle?

Sengoku retorted and spoke here. As the saying goes, you don't expose someone's shortcomings when you hit them in the face or scold them, but he didn't have such concerns. His ten words poked at a person's common pain point.

And Marine's development is on the right track. There is nothing to worry about. Everything is developing and proceeding smoothly.

Then, he gave an example again, using Virgo to talk about things.

Mu Yang stopped his hand, and the raging flames dissipated, and then he left, his body sank, and he walked slowly on the sea, without any specific goals, just following his own will, looking at the scenery along the way as a passer-by. This was his first time here. The place we arrived was New World.

"Sengoku, do you have to press on every step of the way? Don't forget, after all, World Government is still Marine's nominal boss. What good will it do to you if you disgrace us?"

Luffy is practicing. The difficulty level of being trapped in hell is enough for him. One clone is enough for him. He can expect to be tortured in the next two or three months.

Mu Yang shook his head. Now in the past few decades, everything has been finalized. Even if Sengoku returns to his youth, there are still differences.

In just a moment, three Five Elders expressed their opinions and disagreed.

Five people stood side by side, all missing an arm. The scene was funny yet desolate, full of misery. A gust of wind blew, and the empty sleeves swayed. They did not expect Sengoku to respond so mercilessly and unscrupulously. No wonder everyone I envy the feeling of having a backer and a background, it’s so... so cool, you can ignore everything!

Are you still here to discuss it with them? It is clearly a unilateral announcement and leaves no room for objection!

"Hey~~"

At this time, thousands of miles away, Sengoku sneezed, which was very effective because he had been transformed by a drop of Mu Yang's blood and had a special connection.

"Let's talk in your office."

"Back then, the time was still too short and there was little training for him.

"Everything about Marine's development is going well, but it's a bit strange. Isn't Vegapunk's technology very advanced? Why hasn't it created a replacement for you? I understand. With your personality, do you want to look at the broken arm and remember it every day? With this lesson, do you plan to avenge your shame in the future?"

"Pirates are 2.7 pirates after all. There are countless violations of Shichibukai regulations secretly. Most of them are using this position to line their own pockets. From the case of Vergo, we can see Madara. This kind of cancer organization leaves behind Why is it necessary? It must be cancelled. Your rebuttal is useless!" Sengoku's eyes widened and his attitude was very tough.

Sengoku was thinking, but he didn't think too much. The next moment he stepped out and came to the holy land of Mariejois to do business.

"Originally I just wanted to be a manipulator behind the scenes of "two, three, three", but I still had no choice but to come to the front and interfere with too many things." Mu Yang said to himself, in the final analysis, the son was too unsatisfactory. If you directly suppress the Five Elders and let Marine maintain a strong posture, why would there be any need to show your face?

"Sengoku?" Some of the Celestial Dragons had complicated expressions. When they saw Sengoku arriving, they turned around and left with the guards behind closed doors.

"His father made a big fuss last time when he came here. He wiped out the whole family of Saint Chalmas and stained the Holy Land with blood. Then he executed Saint Chalmas alone, causing the entire Celestial Dragons family to lose face.

What does his son want to do now?" A Celestial Dragons stood there and did not move away. Looking back on that incident, it became the biggest black history that everyone avoided and was unwilling to recall. It was the biggest shame in history. !

Moreover, Marine is now in a state of semi-split with the World government. It is well known to everyone in the Holy Land that the treatment of Celestial Dragons is not as good as before. The days of being escorted by Marine Admiral when traveling are gone forever and will only exist in memory.

"It's weird, with my current physique, I can still catch a cold?"

"Sengoku, if you don't develop your Marine well, what's the point of coming to the Holy Land?"

Sengoku took the lead and walked in front, his face expressionless, but his heart was not at peace. The suppression he had suffered over the years had finally been repaid with his own hands.

"I disagree. The balance between the three major forces has existed for a long time. It makes no sense to cancel the Shichibukai system from the source!"

They were afraid of Mu Yang, but that didn't mean they had to completely tie themselves up in front of Sengoku and take the initiative to lower their status. Five people once stood up for Akainu and went to Naval Headquarters, and they broke up at that time.

"What?" A few minutes later, an angry voice came from the office.

Five Elders arrived. Among them, Five Elders, who had a scar on his forehead and a mustache, asked questions with a hint of ridicule in his words.

"Sengoku, our identities, there is no point in fighting such a war of words. Tell us the purpose of your coming to the Holy Land..." The Five Elders, whose beards reached up to their chests, spoke up and smoothed things over, saying that they had something to talk about.