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Chapter five hundred and forty-ninth how bold people are(2/2)

When Zefa faced his friend's request to visit him, he didn't hesitate and agreed directly. Although he still couldn't forget what happened back then, there was a difference between remembering and indulging.

Although he still remembered the time when his family was killed by pirates, he was able to face it calmly. The darkness in his home had long since ceased, and he had dared to turn on the lights and face the empty house.

However, what puzzled Zefa was that the three old friends did not come just to drink tea and chat. The three of them were like clumsy scouts, wandering around their home and occasionally rummaging around.

For these bad friends, Zefa even took out his best tea. When he finished making the tea, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked irritably: "What on earth did you come to my house for?"

"Hehe, hehe, look at you, you are impatient, aren't you? You are quite old, why are you still so impatient?"

Warring States walked up to Zefa with a smile, patted his shoulder and comforted him, but his eyes were fixed on Zefa's short purple hair.

Zefa opened Warring States' hand angrily, then stood up, looked at the three of them with a wary expression, put the tea behind him, and said seriously:

"Tell me! What's the purpose of coming to my place?! If you don't tell me, then you won't be able to drink tea!"

Although his words were irritable, everyone knew that Zefa was not angry at all. He shook his head and said: "These two old guys, I don't believe you haven't dyed your hair."

"ah?"

Zefa was confused. He was wondering if these three old friends of his had some serious brain disease. He looked at a few people and said, "Dye your hair? Who of the serious people dye their hair?!"

"Speak carefully if you have something to say, and don't be so arrogant!"

Zeng Guo stopped smiling at this time and said with an angry look. Zefa looked at him, even more confused. Why is he so weird... Wait, Zefa finally discovered the stain on Zeng Guo's collar.

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"Ahahaha~Ahahaha~"

Zefa laughed so hard that he covered his stomach with one hand and pointed at Warring States with the other. With a big mouth, he sneered mercilessly: "Warring States, are you so shameless that you dye your hair and pretend to be young? Haha.

Haha~"

"asshole!"

Zeng Guo immediately rushed forward and threw him into a hug, and the two of them started wrestling on the ground. Zeng Guo's neatly combed hair was messed up, but Zefa's short, sturdy hair did not waver at all.

Garp was still on the sidelines, and occasionally took advantage of the chaos to kick him. When things became more and more intense, He finally couldn't help but said: "Okay! The three of them are more than two hundred years old together, and they are still a bit decent.

No!"

Hearing He's stop, Sengoku and Zefa reluctantly stopped. However, Garp, who was only attacking behind, had already run to the sofa and was drinking tea happily.

Zefa patted the footprints on his body and walked back to his position, while Zeng Guo held back his messed up hair. Although the two of them seemed to be fighting fiercely, it was as fierce as a fight between two children of unknown dimensions.

But except for a few footprints on their bodies and messy hair, neither of them was injured, and even their glasses were intact. They were just using the situation to find the happiness of young people.

Warring States finished arranging his hair and took a sip of tea. When he looked at Zefa, he still asked in disbelief: "Have you really never dyed your hair?"

"Are you annoyed? When you get old, everyone has to grow old with you? I don't remember that the marshal still has this right!"

Although he said these words, Zefa still refilled the Warring States cup with tea. It was quite enjoyable to move around like this occasionally, but the space for movement was too small.

And it cannot be known to others. The shackles of internal harmony are too harsh, so severe that even if you want to take action, you can't move your body. I don't know if the new marshal can change this after he takes over.

After all, it is normal for colleagues to compete with each other. New recruits can compete with each other, junior soldiers can compete with each other, lieutenants and school officers can compete with each other, but when they reach generals, it suddenly becomes impossible.

This is obviously unreasonable. Treating everyone equally, even generals, even generals and marshals, can have healthy discussions. This is a good regulation to promote the progress of the navy. Why has no one changed it before?

Thinking of this, Zefa looked at Warring States dissatisfied. This old guy has been in the position of marshal for so many years and has not changed even this little thing. Failure!

Warring States was a little confused when he faced Zefa's dissatisfied look, but if he knew what Zefa was thinking at this time, he would probably have to stretch his muscles again.

After several people drank tea and calmed down, Zefa asked: "By the way, Skyler and the others are leaving for the new world, right?"

Warring States nodded and said, "Well, we came to find you after they left."

"How long do you think it will take before Skyler can eliminate the villains in Whitebeard's sea area?"

Zefa said curiously. Hearing this, the others also began to think about it. He was more conservative, so he said: "Within two years, after all, unlike the previous 219 nautical miles, the composition of the Whitebeard Sea is too complicated.

There are the remnants of Whitebeard, other pirate groups, and forces from the underground world intervening. The revolutionary army and CP are also fighting among them, and there are so many people.

If we can clear out the Whitebeard sea area within two years, it will be considered efficient."

However, Warring States shook his head and said: "Don't underestimate Skyler too much. After all, she will not consider the containment of those pirates and will probably kill them directly.

Although this approach may be criticized by some people, it can indeed greatly improve efficiency. I think the Whitebeard Sea Area can be cleared out in at most a year and a half."

Hearing this, both Sengoku and Zefa nodded. After all, according to Skyler's character, it was indeed possible that he ordered the killing of pirates rather than capturing them.

In this case, the efficiency can indeed be greatly improved, and look at who are following Skyler and Zhan Ye's detachment.

Dauberman, Ghost Spider, Flying Squirrel, and Stoloberg are all hawkish generals. They prefer direct killing of pirates, so they will definitely not refuse Skyler's order.

Needless to say, the new generation has grown up looking up to Skyler. Ace, Luo and others will probably carry out Skyler's orders unconditionally. There is no doubt about this.

Moreover, both the Spades and Hearts detachments have a strong influence on the Zhanye detachment, because their commanders, Ace and Law, both grew up in the Zhanye detachment.

Therefore, Zhanye Detachment is what they think a naval detachment should look like, and during the period of leading the team, their detachment has been gradually honed into the style of Zhanye Detachment.

This kind of detachment style cannot be said to be very good, but in terms of proactive attack, they are definitely good at it. With the Zhanye detachment taking the lead, they will definitely be able to perform better.

Therefore, the one and a half years proposed by He is not blindly optimistic, but is very likely to be realized.

Zefa looked at Garp who was still enjoying himself and asked: "Garp, what do you think?"

After hearing this, Garp thought about it and said: "One year? Half a year to clean up the garbage, and half a year to clean up the Whitebeard Sea. One year is enough. After all...she is my daughter, hahaha~"

"One year? It seems a little difficult!"

Zefa said that he was not optimistic about Garp's conjecture. After all, the navy did not take over, but fought and fought for it. It would be too difficult to eliminate the pirates in half a year and rectify the sea area in half a year.

In the new world, the large fleet had just left Red Harbor. In front of Skyler was a phone bug that connected the signals of other detachments of warships. She shouted to the phone bug:

"Three months to clean up the pirates! Three months to rectify the sea area! Only success is allowed! Failure is not allowed!"
Chapter completed!
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