Chapter 669: The Ship Has Arrived at the Bridge

Chapter 669: The Ship Has Arrived at the Bridge

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“Thief hahahaha! Thief hahahaha! Who else can stop my ambition? Who else?!”

"Captain, we have already sailed away from Impel Down. You don't have to continue your performance."

Looking at Captain Gir who was still laughing ecstatically, Yamato kindly spoke up to remind him.

"Oh, you know what, the role of an unscrupulous villain is really a bit addictive."

Gel reached out and gently wiped his face, becoming himself again.

"Bang! Woohoo!"

On the side, "Shiryu", who was wearing prisoner uniform, suddenly knelt on the deck and started crying.

"Why did you save me? It's over now!"

Xiliu wiped his tears secretly, and his appearance changed drastically after his left hand touched his face. It turned into a shemale face with strange heavy makeup and false eyelashes. It was Mr. 3 Von Clay.

He was originally planning to sacrifice himself to go to the power room on the first floor of the city to open the door of justice, but he encountered this group of bandits on the way and was robbed.

Gol: Capture a shemale.

"Hey, you guy, we saved you out of kindness, don't be ungrateful! Otherwise I'll beat you to death with a club!"

Yamato looked at the sniveling "big man" with disgust and waved his mace in warning.

"Although I know I should thank you for saving my life, but I still have an important mission to complete. Please don't worry about me. What should I do now? The Straw Hats have to save their brother! If no one opens the door of justice for them, they will never be able to get to the Navy Headquarters!"

The righteous and benevolent Feng Clay looked anxious.

The Gate of Justice cannot be bypassed because there are reverse vortices caused by whirlpools on both sides of the gate, and ships cannot get close at all. If no one opens the Gate of Justice, the warships will not be able to ride on the triangular ocean currents to quickly reach the Navy Headquarters.

"Boss Geer! Why don't you tell them to put down the emergency boat and let me go? I will definitely go and open the door of justice for them!"

Feng Clay had no other choice but to hope that since the city was in chaos, he might be able to sneak back in now.

Ger smiled and consoled.

"Don't panic, Xiao Feng, it's too late for you to go back now. Even if you can help them open the Gate of Justice in Impel Down, who will they rely on to help them open the Gate of Justice in Marinford after they arrive at the Marine Headquarters?"

"Ah this..."

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Feng Clay's forehead as he thought of this problem. Now the Gate of Justice in Impel Down cannot be opened because the ship cannot ride on the ocean current. Once it reaches the Navy Headquarters and no one opens the Gate of Justice, the ship will be sucked into the huge whirlpool in the middle of the triangular ocean current and eventually sink to the bottom of the sea.

"Hahaha, so you have to believe in miracles, Xiao Feng."

"Yes, I believe that Master Ivankov and Little Straw Hat will be able to create a miracle!"

Feng Clay could only pray for them silently.

"It's good that you have figured it out. If you have figured it out, stop making trouble. Believe that the boat will sink when it reaches your door! Hahahahaha."

Ger walked away laughing.

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There are only three hours left before the public execution begins.

All forces around the world are paying attention to the battle between the Navy and the Whitebeard Pirates.

People from all over the world and on the Grand Route are discussing this huge war that is destined to change the world after dinner!

"The Navy will execute Whitebeard's son in three hours. He should have arrived at the battlefield by now, right?!"

"Who knows? We don't know if they will come. It's a trap carefully laid by the navy!"

"Whitebeard has so many sons. It wouldn't be a big deal to give up one of them, right? Wouldn't it kill more of his sons?"

"Impossible, he is Whitebeard, he will definitely go!"

"That's right! He must go! I've bet my entire fortune that Whitebeard will go to the Marine Headquarters!"

A gambler said excitedly.

"But even if it's Whitebeard, he's already quite old, right?"

"Of course. After all, he is a pirate from the same era as Pirate King Roger. He is a legendary pirate who became famous long before the Great Pirate Era began. He seems to be an old man in his early 70s."

"I thought he had retired. If it weren't for this incident, I wouldn't have seen any news about him in the newspapers for many years. Is he still that powerful at his age?"

"I don't know. Maybe I'm too old to walk anymore. Hahahaha."

"Idiot, are you kidding me?"

An old lady selling fruit nearby couldn't bear to listen any more and couldn't help but speak up.

"If Whitebeard wasn't so powerful, would the Navy Headquarters have to summon all the generals and 100,000 elites to be ready for battle?"

"Now that you mention it, I also think Whitebeard will show up. Hey, bro, where can I place my bet?"

Hearing that someone was on his side, the gambler laughed happily.

"Hey old woman, you seem to be very knowledgeable. So what do you think will be the outcome of this battle between Whitebeard and the navy? Is it possible for Whitebeard to successfully rescue Ace the Fire Fist? The odds of betting on the outcome are much higher than betting on whether Whitebeard will show up!"

"Who can be sure about this kind of thing?"

The old lady at the fruit stall put down the newspaper and looked at the dark sky with a frown. She didn't know what kind of changes would happen to the world after this war.

"Hey, that's impossible! That's the Marine Headquarters at full strength! No pirate can break into the Marine Headquarters! Not to mention save people!"

"Not really. I remember that about 20 years ago, a pirate named Golden Lion attacked the Navy Headquarters. He was also a pirate as famous as Whitebeard."

"Well...Is it possible that when I wake up tomorrow, the world will be ruled by pirates?"

"Idiot! How is it possible!"

"No, it might be possible!"

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grand line

Chabaoti Archipelago

"Hey! Hurry up! If you're late there won't be any seats left."

Newspapers of all sizes sent reporters to the Sabaody Archipelago, because it had obtained special authorization from the Navy Headquarters. The entire execution process would be broadcast live by video-phone mushi. In order to convey the battle situation to the world as soon as possible, all reporters made careful preparations.

All the residents on the island had already taken their seats in front of the big screen.

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