"Marshal Sakaski, himself, Elindel Mofei, was ordered to lead the ml0507 warship to carry out the transportation mission from Dressrosa to G1. However, shortly after leaving, when the warship was in a thunderstorm, it was attacked by the pirate Edward Weibull."

"Because the enemy is too strong, I made an order to retreat the rest of the naval soldiers on the ship as soon as the incident happened, and chose to stay alone against Edward Wimble."

"Although I finally defeated the enemy, it led to the sinking of a warship, the transportation mission failed, and all the materials were lost. Therefore, I came to the Navy headquarters to report."

Look, what is Versailles? Mo Fei doesn't even talk about how he narrowly defeated Edward Wimble. It seems that this is a small matter that is not worth mentioning. His words emphasize the regret and shame of the failure of the mission, the self-blame and unwillingness of losing the warship, and the emotions do not involve Edward Wimble at all.

What? Whitebeard II is a powerful pirate who maintains the balance of maritime power. His role is very important? Oh, this important person was actually solved by a small major general understatement. It has to be said that the world government has a very accurate view of people.

Akainu turned his gaze away from Edward Wimble's head this time, of course he could confirm the identity of the pirate, so there was no need to doubt the result of the matter... Well, looking at Mo Fei's miserable appearance, you can tell that his record is real.

Normally, Whitebeard II is an enemy that strong people like Akainu should pay attention to. The gap in strength between Mo Fei and the other party is huge. No one believes that he can defeat Whitebeard II. However... no matter how Mo Fei did it, military operations are often the most "result theory" thing.

The result that was placed in front of everyone at this time was that Mo Fei won and Whitebeard II died.

It's rare that Akainu's old face could actually show a look of relief, "Very good, Elindel, done well."

The mission failed, a warship was lost and some naval soldiers were even killed. These things didn't matter to Akainu. It was of great significance to Whitebeard II when he attacked the navy.

After praising Mo Fei in a very direct and technical manner, Akainu turned his head and pointed it at the CP0. At the same time, he stood up and walked over step by step, looking down at the other party in an exaggerated way, "This matter is no longer necessary to be hidden, right? Tell the old men above that Edward Weibull is dead."

cp0 raised his head with difficulty, not knowing what to react for a moment... The death of Whitebeard II made all the words he just said a joke.

It's not only ridiculous, but also embarrassing... This is a complementary face. If Akainu has face, he will lose face.

"Yes, Lord Marshal."

In the end, he had to nod, and was about to leave here in shame. And just as he passed by Mo Fei, Akainu spoke again and forced him to stop.

"There is another question I want you to answer...What is the word written behind Major General Elindel's coat?"

In order to cover up his miserable appearance, Mo Fei was wearing a navy coat at this time, so everyone knew what words were written on it.

Akainu is a little "increasing" and cp0 suddenly turned around, as if he wanted to say something, but after seeing Akainu's eyes, he stopped his thoughts - he felt great oppression and real fear.

Whitebeard II was not dead, he jumped around casually. Now Whitebeard II is dead, which directly proves the short-sightedness of the world government and the Five Elders. Of course, the Five Elders will not make mistakes, so who is the one who made the mistake?

Akainu's emotions need to be taken care of occasionally, and Akainu's anger has also been calmed down.

Therefore, even if Akainu turns magic here, the world government will not have much reaction. For example... There are four people in this office now, five heads. After Akainu turns magic, it may become three people, two heads, and one body.

No one would have too many opinions, Whitebeard II's head could block everyone's mouth.

"It's... "Justice", Lord Marshal." cp0 tried his best to restrain his saliva and could see that he was not the kind of sophisticated intelligence officer. He could neither completely restrain his emotions nor the enlightenment of giving his life to the great world government and the dragon people.

"Well, just be able to understand."

Seeing that the other party gave in, Akainu was generally satisfied. As the commander of the army, he would not really do such a downturn. Well, he had to always pay attention to his identity and quality.

After the guy slipped away, Akainu seemed to be planning to have a good exchange with Mo Fei, but as soon as he leaked this emotion, he was ruthlessly rejected.

"Sorry, Marshal Sakaski, I think I have to go to the hospital for a few days first..."

It’s not that he doesn’t give Akainu face, but that Mo Fei is indeed worried that he will suddenly lose his burp... His injuries are very serious.

Akainu: "…"

Well, this subordinate didn't mean to offend him. Didn't he see that he looked like a ghost in his face?

So, Mo Fei's movement trajectory became very clear next - he left the office and entered the operating room.

The right shoulder and right arm were fractured, the left arm was broken even more severely, the left leg was more complicated than the two arms combined, the ribs were broken, and internal bleeding... I can only say that Mo Fei's physical fitness is quite good, he is not dead yet.

It can even be said that during the battle between Whitebeard II, he basically avoided all his fatal injuries.

Fortunately, the medical technology in this world is trustworthy, and the human body's recovery ability is extremely exaggerated. In short, Mo Fei's injuries are the kind that can be recovered.

When Mo Fei left the operating room and was wrapped up and sent to the ward like a mummy, it was time to go to the ward. His consciousness was quite clear, and then he discovered that there was an acquaintance in the ward - Lieutenant General Smog.

Mo Fei felt that he should write a book, and the name was "From Comrades-in-arms to Patients".

Smog was beaten by Vergo. His injuries were far less serious than Mo Fei, but it would be better to stay in the hospital for a few days. At this time, Daschi was not by his side. She was busy dealing with the children who had become experimental subjects, so he looked very much like a lonely and vicissitudes of life.

"Mo Fei, were you hit by a meteorite?"

After seeing Mo Fei's miserable appearance, Smoge couldn't help but sigh. The two hadn't met for a day or two. At this time, the matter of Whitebeard II had not spread yet, so Smoge didn't know what Mo Fei had encountered.

"It's worse than being hit by a meteorite."

Mo Fei was transferred to the hospital bed, and he didn't say anything in detail, or at that time he just wanted to have a good sleep and didn't want to talk at all.

Smog could understand that he could wait for Mo Fei to rest before chatting, but when he was about to turn back, he found a cold gaze staring at his face.

Well, my eyes came from Avlier who was with Mo Fei.

"...Is there anything?" Smog was a little confused.

"Lieutenant General Smoger, the ward is an absolutely non-smoking area." Avriel said in his usual voice without any emotional ups and downs.

I don’t know why, but at this moment, Smog almost subconsciously took off the cigar at his mouth and then squashed it out... It seems that something bad will happen if he doesn’t obey such instructions.

Time came the next day in a flash. Before Mo Fei woke up, Smog waited for today's newspaper.

Then, his eyes suddenly widened.

I saw a few big words written on the front page of the World Economic News:

"The former seven-warrior Edward Weibull raided a naval transport ship and was killed on the spot by Rear Admiral Elindel Mofei!"

The picture shows a broken warship, a bloody and hideous huge head and a certain "authorized photo" of Mo Fei.

Smog turned his head suddenly, and he opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to wake Mo Fei up and say something, but he was stunned for a moment - not just taking into account Mo Fei's physical condition at this time, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

He looked at Mo Fei, then turned his head to look at the newspaper in his hand. Then he let go of the newspaper, raised his hands and rubbed his eyes first, then folded the newspaper again, patted it before opening it again.

Well, the content is still the content, and it has nothing to do with how he opens it.

So Smog lay down on the pillow behind him, put his hands casually on both sides of his body, allowing the newspaper to spread out on his body. Before he could empty his thoughts in his head, he had such a strange idea:

“Do I quit smoking?”
Chapter completed!