Robust Mage in One Piece

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Half an hour later, Bart walked out of the gate of the Moran Gang empty-handed, and then went straight back to Tullius' mansion.

"What did you say?" Tullius looked at Bart with a sinking face, "George still refused my call, did you explain my words to him clearly?"

"I've already conveyed the exact words, Lord Tullius!" Bart made an angry look, "But George actually said, I know what that old guy is looking for me, isn't it because he recruited other bootleggers? A little wine? What is there to say about such a trivial matter, you tell that old guy, I won't go to see him until I avenge my brother!"

"Did he really say that?"

"It's absolutely true, Lord Tullius!" Bart replied pointedly, "If you hadn't told me before that if he refused, I would come back to you directly, I would have drawn my gun and gone up to the madman George is doing his best!"

Snapped!

The teacup that was originally held in Tullius' hands was thrown to the ground by him in a rage.

"I've given you enough chances, George!" Tullius said angrily, "Since you only want to be a mad dog, you can't blame me!"

"Bart,"

"What is it, my lord!" Bart replied respectfully.

"Do you remember which foreign guest visited me some time ago?"

"Guests..." Bart hesitated for a moment, "During this time, there are a total of twenty-seven foreign guests who have visited your lord. I don't know which one you are talking about, my lord?"

"It's the little one with the striped suit..."

"Remember, my lord!" Bart replied seriously. "He called on you at six o'clock in the evening, and left at eight o'clock in the evening!"

"Yes, that's right!" Tullius nodded, "Didn't he leave a contact information when he left? Go get in touch and say I want to see him!"

"Yes, my lord!"

In the sea near Cicero, a fortress-like ship is cleaving the waves and sailing majestically! But inside the ship, the staff is already busy.

"The third area is flooded again, which team is in charge of the third area, go and block the water inlet..."

"Squad Six is ​​in charge of District 3, but Team 6 is currently assisting in the rescue of District 7 due to severe flooding..."

"Is there any free team? No matter who it is, go and block the third district!"

"The fourteenth team is on its way to the third district..."

With his hands behind his back and a cigar in his mouth, Kapenbeki stood above the fort, looking down at the busy workers.

"Godfather," said a bespectacled man next to him who seemed to be an engineer, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, "After this trial voyage, we can confirm that your idea is completely feasible, using the tracks as paddle wheels for propulsion , so that it has a faster speed than ordinary ships, and a ship that can be used for amphibious purposes can be built!"

"Very good!" Kapenbeki took off his cigar and exhaled a puff of smoke from his mouth. "With this kind of amphibious fortress ship, we will have a truly stable base, which is very important!"

"Yes, Godfather!" The engineer nodded quickly, "With the experience of this sea trial, we will soon start to build you a unique, amphibious tank warship!"

"Be quick," Kapenbecki stuffed the cigar into his mouth, "I've already thought of its name!"

"Don't worry, Godfather!"

At this time, suddenly, there was a burst of blue blue voice from Kapenbeki's body!

"Go and do your work!" Kapenbeki waved his hand, and then took out a phone bug from his arms.

"Yes, Godfather!"

After making sure the engineer was far enough away to hear his own voice, Capembecki answered the call.

"Hey, is that the godfather?"

On the top of the phone bug, a Mediterranean head is displayed.

"I'm here, Gotti!" Kapembecki spit out a smoke ring, "Speak up if you have anything to say!"

"I have two good news to report to you," Mediterranean said with a triumphant smile on his face.

"explain!"

"First of all, I led a raid this time and seized at least three hundred barrels of bootleg alcohol from the Moran Gang..."

"How much?" A look of surprise appeared on Kapenbeki's face.

"Three hundred barrels!"

"How could there be so many..."

"Because the warehouse of Moran's gang is right next to the pier," said the cheerful look on Mediterranean's face shown by the phone bug, "we drove the corresponding boat directly, and it took less than 20 minutes for the brothers. I only moved 300 barrels of wine. Unfortunately, the dogs of the Moran Gang and the police came. I could only order to burn all the remaining wine. What a pity, there are still 700 to 800 barrels of wine that have not been moved. ..."

"You mean, you found a warehouse with at least a thousand barrels of wine?"

"Yeah, a thousand barrels!" Said the Mediterranean carelessly, "just a little more..."

"The warehouse you're talking about is at Pier Three, and nearby is the office building of the Prohibition Enforcement Committee?"

"That's right, Godfather, you are really amazing!"

Kapenbeki stuffed the cigar into his mouth silently.

"And there is the second message," Mediterranean went on,

"The brother you arranged at the inn in the noble district sent back a message saying that Tullius wants to see you..."

"time!"

"Eight o'clock tonight!"

"Okay, I see!" Kapenbeki nodded, and then hung up the phone with a click before the Mediterranean wanted to continue talking.

At eight o'clock in the evening, before the bell struck, Cappenbecky appeared in Tullius' study with a cigar in his mouth.

"Lord Tullius," Capembecki took off his hat and saluted, "I'm glad you're interested in the little plan I told you about!"

"I'm still not interested in that plan," Tullius said bluntly, "let's get straight to the point, I asked you to come here because I want you and your men to replace the current position of the Moran Gang, can you Can you do it?"

"Of course..." Kapenbeki straightened up, with a confident expression on his face, "My subordinates are not those street gangsters, they are all real fighters who dare to fight and fight hard."

"I don't care about this..." Tullius waved his hand, "It doesn't matter whether you are fighters or gangsters, I just want to know, can you quickly get rid of George Moran and his men? ?”

"No problem!" Kapenbeki replied without hesitation.

"Anyone can say big things..." Tullius said sharply, "I heard that you were just burned down by George Moran's stronghold by the sea."

"That little loss is nothing to worry about..." Kapenbeki took off his cigar and blew a smoke ring to the side, "What's more, the Moran gang has already paid back ten times the loss."

"But you really had nothing to do with George Moran, didn't you?"

"It's not that there's no way, but I've been waiting for your call, Lord Tullius." Following Capembecki's voice, the cigar was bouncing in his mouth, "Need I remind you? George Moran My older brother, Albany, who is also a Devil Fruit user, died at our hands."

"If it wasn't for this, I wouldn't have asked you this time." Tullius raised his head arrogantly, "Outsider, I know what you want, and I can satisfy your wishes. Of course, all of this is not There is no price."

"I understand..." Kapenbeki nodded, "Do you want to see my strength? Then as you wish..."

As he spoke, Kapenbeki's eyes swept across the study.

da da da da...

After a burst of clear gunshots, four figures hiding in the dark of the study fell powerlessly to the ground.

"It's just a devil fruit capable person," Kapenbeki raised his head easily, and exhaled a puff of smoke into the sky, "Who isn't!"

"Okay!" Tullius didn't care whether his four subordinates were dead or alive, but looked at Kapenbeki with piercing eyes, "If you can solve George Moran, then everything in Moran's gang is now your!"

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