When Tang En arrived at the conference room, he found that there were not many people in it.
Apart from the Warring States, there are only naval officers in charge of chores.
"So, how about those seven Wuhai?"
He asked strangely.
When the Warring States saw him coming, they pointed with their fingers: "Sit down first."
Tang En pulled the chair, then sat up, changed a few positions, just leaned back comfortably, and turned his doubtful eyes to the Warring States.
"These guys are disobedient, and the Navy is not very binding on them."
"Late late is a normal thing."
Sengoku Shen Sheng said.
"If I were only instructed to arrange the battle, wouldn't it be necessary for me to come forward?"
Tang En curiously said.
"I'm calling you to give them a shock. In recent times, these guys have become more and more restless, and some of them are tempting underneath, doing a lot of small actions."
"They thought the navy was weak and could not contain them, but your presence will inevitably make this group of guys shunned."
The Warring States looked serious and said slowly.
Tang En understood, he made a sound, and came to understand that this is a knock on the mountain and tiger.
"I know what to do."
The Warring States nodded, meaning what they meant, believing that the other party would soon understand. After all, the two have partnered together, and there is still a certain degree of understanding between each other.
The conference room was quiet, and Sengoku sat on the side of the long table, quietly reading the documents on the table, frowning and dignified.
Tang En waited quietly, and he was thinking about things in his heart.
After a moment of effort, the door suddenly opened and a tall figure came in. Holding a book that looks like the Bible in his right hand, his face is serious, and no expression can be seen.
"Basoromi Bear, you came early!"
Sengoku raised his head and said.
"It's late."
Xiong Shen said, looking for a seat. When he sat down, he glanced at Tang En, his eyes narrowed.
Then, Zheng Weiwei sat there without any words.
This is a quiet man. If others don't speak, he will never speak. Even if others speak, he will not necessarily respond.
Tang En did not speak and continued to wait.
After a long while, the door was pushed open again, and the eyes were like an eagle. The polite man stepped in. He carried a dark cross sword, and the whole person exhaled a strong breath.
"Cholakol Mihawk!"
Sengoku's eyes were slightly serious, and Shen Sheng spoke.
"Sorry, I seem to be late."
Hawkeye Mihawk opened his mouth, he walked into the meeting room, and glanced around, when he saw the empty meeting room, and then said again.
"However, it seems that I'm not alone."
At this moment, a man suddenly appeared in his eyes, suddenly let his pupils contract, and the whole person seemed to be alert like an enemy.
The man sat quietly in a corner, a very inconspicuous place in the conference room. But in the first second Mihok still saw, he had recognized the man.
General Wen Hu, Tang En!
A man who can remember him forever in his life and he can never forget it. He once experienced an indescribable defeat in this man's hand.
"Great man, again!"
Mihawk said in a deep voice, with a solemn tone.
He is the most aware of the danger of this man. In terms of swordsmanship alone, this man has reached a level that the world cannot reach.
"Mihawk, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to have won the honor of the world's first swordsman."
Tang En said with a smile.
"Ok."
Mihawk nodded.
Later, he looked at the Warring States again.
"Since General Wen Hu has appeared, I think the Navy should not need the help of Qi Wuhai."
Sengoku shook his head: "The face of the legendary white-bearded pirate group this time was negligent."
"The Navy needs your help, Mihawk!"
Mi Hawk's eyes were condensed. He sat there no longer opening his mouth, but there was a hint of heavyness in his face, his eyes drifting towards Don.
Many years have passed, he has become the world's largest swordsman, and Shanks has also become the four emperors, so has this man strengthened his strength?
Soon, the door opened again.
This time, he was a tall man who looked like a demon, had two horns growing on his forehead, and had sharp ears and teeth.
Moonlight Moria!
"Hey hehe, the navy called me to come, is it to deal with the white beard?"
"I have always been interested in his head, and your actions are in line with my intentions this time!"
The sharp voice suddenly spread throughout the meeting room.
"Please sit down, Moria."
The Warring States nodded.
Tang En just looked up, and then no other action. Moria saw him, but he didn't seem to recognize it and did nothing else.
As for bears and Mihawks, he will not be reminded.
"People are almost there."
The Warring States made a loud voice, with some emotion in their words.
Since the establishment of the Qiwuhai organization, it has been extremely difficult to gather these guys.
Even after three announcements and five announcements, these guys still do their own thing. After all, this group of guys are pirates, and their nature is difficult to move.
"Boo-boo-boo-boo-boo-boo!"
"It seems that this time it's a grand occasion. The world's loudest characters are all here!"
Suddenly, a low laugh came, and the door opened, wearing a pink feather coat, and the man with sunglasses stepped in.
Tang En raised his head, flashing cold light in his eyes.
"Do flamenco."
Moria shouted.
Sengoku was also slightly cold, frowning, and apparently did not like this guy very much.
"It's almost here, are you here except for the ones you got caught?"
Doframing smiled and glanced around.
Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on a navy in a remote corner. At the same time, the navy was also on him.
Suddenly, the smile on Doflamingo's face disappeared, and his expression gradually stiffened. Even, he stepped back involuntarily.
"Me, me, who did I see?"
Doflamingo's tone trembled a little.
The memory from deep inside came out at this moment, faintly, he felt his abdomen, chest, hot pain.
He saw a man who shouldn’t be here! Saw, the nightmare of my life.
"It's really trembling. A man like you has appeared again!"
Doflamingo was very loud, even sharp.
He seemed to be afraid and shivering, but soon he restrained this emotion.
Moria was a little puzzled, and she looked at Tangen involuntarily.
"Your life is great, Brother Flamenco."
Suddenly a cold voice came out, and Tang En finally spoke.
"However, don't let me discover what extra actions you have."
"Otherwise, this time, you will no longer have good luck!"
Doflamingo's face changed, cloudy and uncertain, but it was rare that he didn't have much mouth, or even any movement.
This amazed Moria: "Who is he really afraid of Doflamingo?"