Helmeppo dumbstruck suddenly stirred up a stormy sea in his heart, "It's not me, I don't know anything, it's someone who borrowed my name to deceive Sartoni, who would it be?"
Senran's face emerged in his mind, and the most terrifying thought in his mind finally emerged. Is it true that all of this is an illusion? Is everything designed by that man himself?
"Who else was with Sartoni when he went to find me?" Helmeppo seemed to have a bright light flashing in his mind, and he asked suddenly.
"Well, I remember it was a few new recruits from Marine, right, yes, they came back to report to me that Sartoni Commander was missing in the middle. I was too anxious, so I didn't remember. Know who it is." Major Marine replied.
"Yarlin! It's you, isn't it! Everything is designed by you!" Helmeppo gave a sorrowful laugh, his lips biting blood out of his teeth.
Lippa looked at the lost self-control Helmeppo and the hysterical Marine Major without knowing it. The bloody fonts solidified in the afterglow made his heart shrouded in a haze.
When he returned to the Tonglou, Helmeppo unexpectedly found that the guards standing at the door had disappeared. He walked into the house without saying a word, only to find that someone had entered the house.
He entered the house and inspected it carefully and found that Den Den Mushi had been taken away. Sure enough, there was a knock on the door. A Marine soldier stood at the door and reported to him: "Marine The logistics office of the 153 branch sent someone to take Den Den Mushi away for maintenance and care."
Helmeppo expressionless listened, but his heart sank fiercely. This must be Yarlin's meaning. Cut him from contact with the outside world, and he was completely locked in this base.
Sure enough, Marine also reported to him that the two Battleships in the port had just left.
Close the door.
Helmeppo stared at Ripa and Major, said solemnly: "I can now be sure that the real culprit behind all this is Lieutenant Yarlin, Ripa Commander, I need you to get rid of him."
In a few hours.
"…the current situation is like this, because of my wrong belief, now the entire Marine branch is placed in the confidant of Lieutenant Yarlin, and he controls the entire management noncommissioned rank." Helmeppo has Selectively narrate, let Rippa Commander understand the immediate danger.
Li Pa's throat is a bit dry, and his expression is serious and solemn: "What do I need to do?"
"In order for the whole branch to function normally without triggering riots, we need to general The team quickly replaced him with someone we can trust. This is what Ensign Yarlin taught me. I don't know why he dared to leave the branch at this time, but this is obviously a fatal mistake he made. Ripa Commander only needs you. With the help of, we can quickly replace the entire non-commissioned officer rank. At that time, only a command from Morgan Captain, Lieutenant Yarlin will pay the price for all his evil deeds." Helmeppo said grimly.
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The two Battleships docked quietly at the cramped pier. The townspeople of Frost Moon Island stared at the two Battleships that came for some reason, and moved them on the pier. The shipman who unloaded the cargo flinched and dared not approach. Soon news of Marine had arrived on the island and was sent back to the town.
There is a vast area of Dojo on the west side of the town. Dojo's name is Isshin Dojo. At this moment, a group of students in Dojo are holding swords against the stakes, and Cabaji is also holding a handle. The wooden sword stabs at a person's tall wooden post with a sharp eye.
….. Zi La…
One sword pierced the wooden stake with one sword, leaving one after another white cracks, and he was a little bored. He yawned, he came to this town more than a month ago, and then waited boringly for an aimless stroll to this gym, and then he was attracted. To paraphrase his own explanation, the town is very boring anyway. , I'm idle and I'm idle, it's better to find a time to do it. It just so happens that Isshin Dojo is cheap and you can move your body.
The owner of Dojo is a middle-aged man named Koshiro. He has a gentle and gentle look. He wears a transparent frame on his face. He smiles at all times, nothing at all. The slaying breath is really unimaginable. Such a man would actually be the master of Dojo.
However, given that Dojo's fees are very low, Cabaji is too lazy to care. His attention is basically focused on a man with three drop-shaped golden earrings hanging from his ears. .
White short-sleeved T-shirt with a green belt tied around his waist. The whole body exudes a wild beast-like breath. At this moment, the left and right hands each hold an iron sword and moved towards crazy. The stakes poured by copper and iron in front of him were chopped, dazzling sparks tumbling like terrifying fire snakes, and the dizzying sword shadow resembled a splashing rain curtain. With Cabaji's eyesight, he couldn't even see those sword shadows. Which one is imaginary and which is real.
The roar like wild beast, accompanied by a continuous slashing sound, over ten meters away, Cabaji felt the hairs on his back stand up, his pupils glimpsed quietly, As if noticed, his eyes suddenly turned and stared. The sharp eyes looked like a sword extending, his eyes hurt, and his muscles were instinctively tense, and he almost wanted to slash the knife over there.
The opponent's gaze was fleeting, but Cabaji seemed to stiffen for a moment. Then, the opponent withdrew his eyes indifferently and continued to slash at the iron stake in front of him tirelessly, with Cabaji for more than a month. According to his observations, he knew that this guy would chop and chop from day to night, and seemed to have no idea of being tired.
"Roronoa •Zoro, a wild beast-like man, a swordsman who tried to sever the steel!" Cabaji's heart came out of his evaluation of this man, and then he saw that the opponent suddenly stopped moving, holding both swords diagonally In the palm, it's like a crab moved towards and walked over.
The students wearing white all around spontaneously scattered, only Cabaji stared at Zoro a little unknown, he looked at all around with a playful look, and then met Zoro's approaching footsteps. , My heart is hairy.
"Newcomer, it's been a month since you came to Dojo." Zoro stood at a sword's distance, and the cold voice like a blade pierced Cabaji's eardrum.
"Ah, yes." Cabaji looked at Zoro warily.
"Very well, let's have a try." Zoro "shua" inserted the double knives into the scabbard, his fierce and cold eyes locked on Cabaji, while the left hand gently held the scabbard, and the right hand was slow. Slowly touched the handle of the knife.
"…" Cabaji felt his scalp explode. When he refused, he was swallowed into his throat. He felt that Zoro would not give him a chance to refuse. The other party's killing intent had already locked himself in awe. As long as you make a move, the opponent will slash over without any explanation, and the only thing you can do is draw a knife to challenge.