The next day, two damaged navy warships and a prison ship were discovered by patrolling navy near Punk Hazard. The former Shichibukai, Don Quixote Doflamingo, escaped from prison.

This news, which should have been blocked by the navy, was intercepted by an unscrupulous newspaper for some reason and directly distributed across the world, making a huge profit.

At the same time, Trafalgar Law, who was far away in the North Sea, noticed the news and his eyes turned red.

"No need to wait, now is the best time, Bepo, Pekin, and Shaqi, let's go now!"

"No matter what, Doflamingo can't die in the hands of others. I am the only one who can take his life and avenge Mr. Rosinante!"

In addition to a bright purple, the metal roulette on the left wrist also had a green blood similar to the color of whiskey. Law looked around and the three young children nodded.

"Now our Heart Pirates are about to set sail? I really want to say goodbye to everyone in the town... Sorry."

After sliding down at the speed of light as always, Law glanced at the submarine with the Heart Pirates logo painted on it, which also represented Mr. Corazon, at the edge of the coast, and made up his mind.

"Let's go, it's time to set sail!"

The three men and the bear stepped into the submarine and quickly sailed towards the distant coast. The end of this route was the road from the North Sea to the Grand Route.

In this silent night, lights lit up and gathered at the port on the shore.

"Have a good trip, Law!"

Wolf, who had gray hair and a dirty white coat covered with oil, who gave the submarine to the few people and also raised them, shouted loudly, and the people in Happy Town watched them go.

Law on the submarine looked back and nodded slightly.

"I've been taken care of by you during this period, Wolfe, but no matter how distressed I am, I can't resolve my hatred for Doflamingo..."

"In that case, I will personally end his sinful life and let him get Mr. Corazon's forgiveness in the underworld, even if he is against the world!"

Three years later, the Heart Pirates were officially established and headed towards the Grand Line to get closer to their lifelong enemies.

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On the other hand, the Navy Headquarters, Marineford.

"What the hell is going on? Two warships, escorted by a rear admiral, can still allow Doflamingo and his Don Quixote family to escape?"

"Do you know what the outside world is saying about us navy now? They almost pointed at us and scolded us, saying that we are empty shells that only know how to waste people's money!"

Facing the angry Navy Marshal Sengoku, the vice admirals who participated in this operation gathered together, looking at each other, with helpless faces.

"Marshal Sengoku, we have tried our best to block the dark forces in the North Sea related to the Don Quixote family, as well as the network of relationships he has secretly managed over the years..."

"But these territories and forces have not taken action. The Navy Intelligence Department is still investigating who rescued Doflamingo. We really can't do it!"

The complaining vice admirals cried out one after another, which made Sengoku even more upset. He slammed the table and shouted on the spot, and all the vice admirals rolled out of the door in disgrace.

"Doflamingo, Doflamingo! You are just a sea hooligan, can you turn the world upside down?!"

Sengoku was in a bad mood, and Spandam was even more nervous in the meeting room inside Marijoa.

"Five-five-five... Master Five Elders, it's not that I'm incompetent. Now we can confirm that the design of Pluto is in the hands of Tom's two disciples."

"Carter Flam, the little disciple, has been hit and killed by the sea train. The only suspicious candidate is Iceberg, who has inherited Tom's studio and has frequent contact with our World Government!"

In the meeting room, Spandam wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but accidentally stepped on his trouser legs and fell. The Five Elders didn't even look at him, their eyes were deep.

"Since this is the case, then adopt a conciliatory policy. Fame, wealth, power... Any desire that humans have must have its hidden greed."

"Get the design of Pluto from the other party as soon as possible, and arrange a few more insurances in secret. I will now hand over the command of CP9 to you. No matter what, you must take Pluto into the hands of the World Government!"

Jaigolucia Satan Saint whispered, Spandam took the order on the spot, and left Mary Geoise in embarrassment.

"As long as we have the blueprint, we can rely on the power of science and the support of wealth to achieve the reproduction of Pluto, and we don't have to extinguish those burning lights one by one."

As the God of Finance, Izambaron V. Nasujuro is very clear about the importance of money to science.How great will the advancement of science be?

Even the so-called strongest scientist, Vegapunk, who was five hundred years ahead of the world, succumbed to the huge wealth provided by the World Government.

"The closer we are to success, the more cautious we must be. These ancient weapons are like the devil fruit, and they seem to have self-awareness and escape from our pursuit."

Macas Mazsheng said in a flat tone. Over the past few hundred years, they have experienced success again and again, and disappointment again and again.

To be honest, they have no hope at all for Spandam's success, but it is better than nothing after all, and we must keep fighting for everything.

"There is another thing. There seems to be some unusual movements in the navy recently. Some old people who are on the verge of retirement and have been loyal to the navy for a lifetime seem to have discovered something hidden."

After the voice fell, the photo of the current Navy Officer Training School and former Navy Admiral Black Arm Zefa fell in front of the Five Elders.

"At this age, he is considered old among ants. Why not just retire and enjoy his old age? Why do you have to doubt the World Government? It's really meaningless."

Shepard ten Peter Saint criticized mercilessly. He didn't care about the life and death of an ant, especially an ant that was gradually getting old.

Weakness due to age is inevitable, especially for old people who can no longer serve as admirals after their prime. It is even more difficult to deal with them on weekdays.

"What should we do with this ant?"

"Dare to secretly investigate the World Government. This behavior is absolutely a blasphemy against the World Government and a question of justice. But the other party is a former admiral who has served the Navy for his whole life. If it is spread out, it will also need to consider the reputation..."

After a long pause, Jaygo Lucia Satan Saint said softly, which immediately attracted the approval of others.

"It seems that we need an accident, an accident that can pose a fatal threat to this admiral..."