Since that report was conveyed to every corner of the world along with those lovely seabirds of Morgans, Townsend could feel that the owners of the Mark of the Dark Lord were no longer concentrated in Alabasta.

Rather, it is like the starry sky, covering every human gathering place in the four seas and the great sea route.

Of course, although the scope is large, the number is not large.

Only the most desperate people, those who have no hope at all, will instinctively and from the bottom of their hearts pray for the light that appears in Alabasta far away on the great route.

Tang Sen can accurately know the location of the other party and even hear the other party's words by communicating with those people's Mark of the Dark Lord.

He didn't know that the name of the Dark Lord Mark owner he randomly selected closest to Von Clay was Luo Wei, and he didn't know what Luo Wei had gone through, but the only thing Tang Sen could be sure of was that this person was lucky enough to become

The first chosen imprinter.

With the help of von Clay, or Tang Sen, he will use violent means to completely overthrow the rule of the nobles of the Kingdom of Goa, and in the process help Tang Sen turn the Kingdom of Goa into another

Alabasta.

As for the interference of the world government and navy that will come later, Lowe does not need to consider these, that is Townson's job.

Grand Line, Umit Island.

This island is not on the ordinary route in the first half of the Grand Line, and most people have never even heard of the name of this island.

But in the underground world, this island is famous.

Because the name of the emperor in the field of transportation in the underground world is Umit.

As the person who controls most of the commercial transportation and underground transportation of stolen goods, Umit uses his island as the center of his transportation channels. Therefore, it has naturally become the largest trading center, or stolen goods sales center, in the entire underground world.

But compared with places like Happy Street, which almost most pirates know, this place is much more low-key. The only way to get to Umit Island is to buy a permanent pointer to the island, and this kind of pointer usually only

It flows out from the underground world and is of high value.

Crocodile and Nicole Robin are at home on Umit Island.

In other words, he should be called Mr. Sanders now.

This is the new name Crocodile gave himself for external use. Sander means "sand".

"Dorag Piecro is willing to purchase a batch of seafloor stone bullets and seafloor stone shackles. He believes that killers and bounty hunters are willing to spend a lot of money to prepare a seafloor stone bullet for themselves as their trump card.

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Nicole Robin wore glasses and stood in front of Crocodile holding a stack of property information.

Although the relationship between the two is no longer that of superior and subordinate, the habits of the two over the years have made them choose this way of cooperation, even though the work content has become completely different.

"I don't care what those bounty hunters think." Crocodile's tone was a little impatient. He wore a crocodile mask on his face, making it invisible: "I only care how long I have to stay in this damn place.

, Damn it, I never knew there was such a huge flow of funds circulating in the underground world."

"I feel like money is just a number now! This damn deal has taken away my last interest in money!"

"Obviously this is a good thing, Mr. Sander." Nicole Robin adjusted her glasses: "This means that we are about to surpass the Golden Emperor and become the richest man in the world. Although a large part of this is because of the Golden Emperor.

Part of the assets were also used to purchase our sea floor stone weapons."

"Don't call that damn name!" Crocodile yelled angrily: "There are so many Baileys, and they're still in cash. I need to keep guard on them!"

"How on earth does Tang Sen plan to spend all this money? Will he buy Mary Joa directly?"

"If they are willing to sell it, I'd love it." The door was pushed open unceremoniously, and a figure walked in against the light.

"Mr. Crocodile, your mask looks pretty good."

Crocodile's mood became even worse. The eyes under his mask stared at Tang Sen and said: "You are finally willing to come over? I thought you would only use the phone bug to give me orders, I almost forgot.

, I am your partner! Not your subordinate!"

"Don't be so grumpy, Mr. Crocodile." Tang Sen sat down on the table in front of Crocodile and picked up a financial report: "Oh, what a big number. It seems you have done a good job."
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"If I knew that the reason for cooperating with you was to let me do these jobs that are no different from security guards, I should have spit in your face!" Crocodile gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry, the work here is over." Tang Sen reassured: "You no longer need to guard these Baileys, now they will be sent to where they belong."

"Do you want to buy weapons or ammunition?" Nicole Robin said: "I have already established a line with the Don Quixote family. As long as the funds are in place, we can trade at any time."

"No, we don't need those things." Tang Sen shook his head: "These Baileys, send them directly to Mary Joa."

Both of them were stunned.

"Why send it there?" Crocodile mocked: "Send money to the Draco?"

The corners of Tang Sen's lips raised slightly: "That's right."

Navy Headquarters, Marineland.

Warring States frowned and sat at his desk, quickly handling various government affairs.

The clicking sound coming from his ears made him feel irritable.

"Garp! Do you have to eat senbei in my office?"

The white-haired old man sitting opposite grinned and laughed: "I can't help it, this is my hobby."

Warring States looked at his old friend, sighed helplessly, and said: "You are the only one in Malinfando who can be so leisurely now."

He paused and continued: "About Ace's plan——"

"You don't need to consider me." Garp interrupted Sengoku's words without hesitation: "Just do what you want."

"If it weren't for Roger."

Warring States showed a complicated expression. He knew that his old friend would not feel good. Not only did he have to watch his grandson go to the execution ground, but he also had to personally block those who tried to rescue him.

He could only whisper: "Garp, for the sake of justice, I must make such a decision."

"From the moment he chooses to embark on the path of being a pirate, he will have to shoulder his own future." Garp waved his hand.

"That's right." Warring States nodded: "Becoming a pirate, you have to pay a price after all."

He changed the subject and said: "There is something I want to leave to you."
Chapter completed!