"What did you say?"

A scream rang on the Mobidick! The sound was so huge that the two seagulls resting on the mast were awakened and flew up with their wings.

"We didn't go to rescue on the day of the execution, but we raided and pushed into the city before that?"

"That's right! Mr. Marco,"

A man with a big beard and wearing a feathered cloak said calmly. "This is the best way."

"According to the news where we got from the Great News, the Warring States Marshal has sent the naval hero Karp to promote the city, and has also specially moved the flash fruit ability player Kizaru back to the Navy headquarters from Marychoa, in order to support the propulsion city at any time."

Fojian Bista held his hat with his hand.

"Now the city is a wall of iron. If we raid directly, wouldn't it be too risky!"

"yes!"

The immortal bird Marco also questioned.

"And the Propulsion City is located in the windless belt. Only from the Navy Headquarters or the Judicial Island can you ride the right current to reach the Gate of Justice. And even if we reach the Gate of Justice, we cannot enter if we cannot open it!"

"You guys have been on the boat for too long, so their thinking has become rigid!"

The bearded man said calmly with a face of Zhizhu holding his face. "Why do you think you have to take a boat to go through the sea to enter the city and pass through the Gate of Justice?"

"This is still a question..."

The captain of the Tenth Team, Blenheim, said from the sidelines. "Because you want to enter the Judicial Island, you can only walk like this!"

"Not only, Mr. Blenheim, not only."

The bearded man raised his head, stretched out a finger and shook it. "Did you forget it? How did he leave the Propel City if he is the only person in the world who has successfully escaped from Propel City?"

Marco blinked.

"The only person in the world who has successfully advanced the city's escape?"

Bista showed a thoughtful look.

"Isn't that..."

"That's the Golden Lion Ski!"

The white beard sitting on the deck smiled generously. "Gulalala... I understand what you mean, are you saying we can fly in?"

"The world's strongest is indeed keen!"

The bearded man also laughed.

"That's right, as long as we use flying, we don't have to worry about the current or the gate of justice. We can directly airborne the gate of the city. At that time, as long as you destroy the transmission system of the gate of the door of justice..."

The immortal bird Marco's eyes lit up.

"...we just locked all the navy outside the Gate of Justice?"

"Yes, that's my plan!"

The bearded man said calmly.

"As long as we do this, we will not have to fight against most of the navy at all. We only need to deal with the guards who were originally advancing the city, as well as Lieutenant General Cap, and at most a Kizaru, and there is no more!"

All the pirates looked at each other, and they did not expect that what they thought was extremely difficult would become so simple.

"Gulalala..."

Whitebeard smiled happily. "Maybe you are right, but there is one very important thing you didn't explain clearly. How should we fly in and raid into the city?"

"There are two ways..."

The bearded man raised his scissors hands with a smile.

"First, the flagship Red-Haired Pirates, the Red Foss, is a modified airship that can fly, and we can ask them to carry us over."

"Can I bow my head with that red-haired guy? Gulalala..."

The white beard laughed again.

"I'm the strongest white beard in the world!"

"Okay, if this condition is not appropriate, then there is a second way..."

The bearded man didn't care at all because his suggestions were rejected and said calmly.

"There was a man who used to be a companion on the same boat as Whitebeard, and he also had deep resentment for advancing the city. The most important thing is that this man could fly the Mobidick without modification."

"Is the Golden Lion Ski? Gulalala..."

The white-bearded laughed even louder, "I don't want to bow my head in front of the golden lion."

"Don't bow your head, just cooperate!"

The bearded man said calmly.

"What can two pirates call bowing their heads when they join forces? You just want to find a flying tool, and the Golden Lion will not send you there for free. He can also find some help from the prison in the city. This is a win-win situation!"

"Golden Lion Ski needs help?"

A half-believing and half-doubted look appeared on the white beard's face. "I don't believe it very much!"

"Do you remember the matter when the Golden Lion came to find you after she got out of trouble?"

The bearded man gently tapped the ground with the staff in his hand. A phantom of a wanoko costume appeared next to the seat in front of the white beard, with a wheel rudder on his head and two sharp blades on his feet.

"I want to disappear for a while..."

The phantom with a steering wheel on his head held a cigar in his mouth and said in a vague tone. "Then let this warm era see the horror of the real pirates."

Whitebeard's mind subconsciously leaned back.

"What are you trying to do with the idea, Ski!"

"Yes, that's it!"

The bearded man waved his hand and dispelled the phantom sitting beside the white beard.

"It has been twenty years since he talked to you. Whitebeard, the Golden Lion Ski, has completed his plan that wants to make the world terrifying. He needs to win over people to implement this plan..."

"Gulalala...has it been twenty years since then?"

Whitebeard said with a touching look on his face, "This scene seems to be yesterday. But even if I plan to cooperate with him, I can't find the guy who has been hiding for twenty years!"

"I found it!"

The bearded man smiled again.

"Whitebeest, don't forget, I am a prophet!"

As he said that, the bearded man gently tapped the ground with the staff in his hand, and the phantoms of several floating islands appeared on the deck of the Mobidick.

"The Golden Lion Ski is here, Melvieu Island!"

As the picture draws closer, members of the Whitebeard Pirates see the huge animals living on Melvieu Island.

"These fierce giant beasts are the results of the Golden Lion Ski in the past twenty years!"

Bang!

After a snap of your fingers, the phantom disappeared.

"How about it, Mr. Edward Newgate, have you made a decision?"

"Gulalala...Is this still necessary to ask?"

Whitebeard laughed heroically and stood up from the chair.

"Malco, if you contact the Golden Lion Ski, you will say that I want to cooperate with him and do a big deal!"

"It's a big deal!"

After hearing the words of Edward Newgate from Whitebeard, all the members of the Whitebeard Pirates raised their hands excitedly and shouted loudly.

Among the cheering crowd, an octopus man with a red dot on his eyebrows quietly shrank his body and squeezed towards the back of the crowd.

"Things are different from what Brothers Titch said. My father is going to raid and push the city. I must inform Brothers Titch quickly."
Chapter completed!