The world is always unpredictable.

Just like him, Kuro, his dream is to be a branch colonel in Donghai, with a little power and a little money, and no one dares to mess with him. He eats big fish and meat. Occasionally, he goes to the best restaurant in Donghai, and it is best to enjoy life in Branch 153.

Even if the world government changes, the world will not have major changes due to its geographical environment.

There will still be pirates, and the navy will still be the navy.

His dream is so great, but how could he think that he is now a candidate for general.

When he thought of this, he wanted to slap himself.

What do you say you're fine and go to provoke the six million pirate?

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been today.

Maybe when the top ended, he was already a base in the East China Sea and then lived his life comfortably.

Shaking his head, Kuro threw the idea behind his head.

Let the past pass.

What matters now is how to find the trick to safety again in your life.

After all, it is a new world, and its intensity is different from the past.

"You three old guys, go to sleep. What's the world like? It has nothing to do with you."

Kuro extinguished the cigar in his mouth, stood up and patted his clothes, and put his five fingers apart, rolled up the ground under his feet, and a hole appeared, causing him to fall down.

After returning to the town, Kuro rested here for two days before driving the warship to headquarter.

This time there was only one warship returning, and only his men, but there were two more.

Ian, Binz.

The two of them were wrapped in the warship and headed to the headquarters.

"Will we really become the Shanghai Army again?" Ain said with some concern.

"Don't worry, Ain."

Lida, who was standing beside her, patted her chest and said proudly: "There is absolutely no problem for Kuro. No one in the Navy will not give Kuro face."

Clow pushed his glasses, and he deeply agreed with this.

Now, in addition to being the second leader of General Kizaru, Kuro is also a big faction.

The G-3 base chief and their group of colonels have the energy of the Navy. Although it is too immature to say that Kuro's own faction alone, they are from a large faction of the Navy. It is not too simple to let a few people who are not wanted and are not even pirates join the Navy.

Especially since they were the navy before.

Moreover, this is Mr. Zefa's disciple, with a wide connection and a large number of disciples, even Mr. Kuro is one of them.

As long as they want to join, the Navy will still give this face because of the friendship.

"There is no need to worry about this kind of thing. Mr. Crowe probably hasn't considered this kind of thing." Crowe comforted.

"That's right, Colonel Crow."

Ain's beautiful eyes glanced at Clow and smiled, "You are the most intelligent figure under Mr. Kuro. Now it seems that he really has such confidence."

"I feel so!" Binz responded.

These words made Crow's chest bulge, his face turned pale, and his glasses looked even more elegant.

"I've been too proud, I still have some learning. There are still many things to learn in front of Mr. Kuro. Although I am a colonel now, I will always be a soldier under Mr. Kuro." He said very modestly.

"I'm really humble. Colonel Clow, you are not often seen as a navy like you. You are obviously a colonel, but you still have to position yourself as a soldier. I also have to learn this spirit." Ainheng said.

"There's the same!" Binz said.

Clow smiled confidently: "Only people can see further with a humble heart. I am indeed under Mr. Kuro..."

"Clow!Clow!"

There was a sound on the warship fortress behind it.

Clogao's tone became dark in an instant, and a black line appeared in his eyes, "Soldier..."

That feeling was like a deflated ball.

"I'll go there."

Clow staggered towards the fortress, in that position, it felt like he was going to use a ‘spoon’, but it smelled weak.

Kuro did not consider whether Ian would be obstructed from joining the Navy. He considered this, so it would be more convenient to consider what to eat for lunch.

What's the matter on the right track? What's the point?

So, in order to consider what to eat, he started calling Crow.

"Come on, Mr. Cool."

Clow appeared at the door and said in a gull.

"Hmm? Why are you weak? Forget it..."

Kuro sat up, bit the cigar and said, "I'm hungry, please greet Kikyo and ask her to make something for me."

"I want it too! I want it too!"

A person suddenly rushed in from the door, and Lida said excitedly.

Kuro shouted with his blue veins exposed: "You want you to eat by yourself, but I won't stop you. Why do you rob me of my meal every day?"

As he said that, he rubbed his eyebrows, "Then let's have another one, two."

"No, I want to eat double portions!"

Lida sat on the sofa in the office at this time, stretched out two fingers at Clow, "Double."

"I see."

Clow pulled the corner of his mouth and turned around and walked out. As soon as he left Kuro's sight, his energy and spirit were removed as before.

In addition to being the normal task of clearing out pirates as the navy, his more mission is to do odd jobs for Kulo.

He must be the one who runs errands.

This is not a soldier, what can it be...

"So it means there are so many people, why do you have to do this kind of thing!"

Crow's forehead burst out with veins, "What should I do if I become a major general in the future, and what should I do if the lieutenant general! Have you been doing odd jobs for Mr. Kuro? This is too unidentified, Kuro! I..."

"What are you talking about there?!"

Kuro's urging came from behind.

Clow pursed his lips, his steps accelerated significantly, and his head lowered.

This kind of thing is still too far away. It’s useless to think about him now, so it’s better to think about something else.

Sazil seems to be there...

I'll get him a special training later.

"Ah Yeh!"

In the cabin, Sazil sneezes suddenly.

"What's wrong with you?" Donald asked curiously: "Do you have a cold? If you have a cold, you have to go and have a look. Do you need to help you find Miss Fanny?"

"No...how could I catch a cold?"

Sazil rubbed his nose and his expression suddenly became solemn: "It's not a cold, I feel my skin suddenly itch... Oh no! Someone wants to hit me! The extent of this skin itch is Mr. Clow!"

His face suddenly turned dark.

"Well? Your experiences and colors seem to have grown a lot."
Chapter completed!