Self-Discipline! Have You Seen Marineford at Four o’clock in the Morning?

"Ryder, have you been with me for a long time?"

Morgans's unpredictable and unpredictable sentence meant what it meant, but it fell in the mind of his deputy Ryder like a thunder in a dry land, which completely blew his soul into a violent shock and trembling all over.

The back of the deputy Ryder instantly overflowed with cold sweat, and he bowed in fear:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Morgans, it's a little talkative!!"

Morgans smiled and said:

"You haven't answered my question yet?"

His deputy Ryder's body trembled more severely, and he almost knelt on the ground with weak legs.

He trembled and said:

"Mo.... Morgans.... My lord, my young joined the World Economic News Service ten years ago. They have been working with you for ten years."

As Morgans' deputy for many years, Ryder knew exactly what a terrible person he was, the boss who seemed to always smile on his face.

This boss who doesn't seem to have any strong combat power, and no one has ever seen him personally take action, will always be able to hide in the dark and make plans behind the scenes.

In the past ten years following Morgans,

He doesn't know how many times he has witnessed those opponents who are so powerful in the business arena and smashed in the underground world, being "killed" by Morgans in a variety of ways...

The fate of those people is definitely not much better than the slaves before Roy was rescued from the Holy Land.

It is precisely because he knows the boss' terrorism that he has been trembling and walking on thin ice.

Morgans lifted his snow-white wings and rubbed his chin, muttering to himself:

"Ten years, it's been so long..."

"Speaking of which, in the past ten years, I should have been good to you, right?"

The deputy Leidse tremblingly said:

"Yes, Lord Morgans, you have never treated me shamelessly. Not only did you give me enough money to pay for my parents' medical expenses, but you also gave me wealth and power that ordinary people could never imagine in a lifetime."

Morgans nodded.

"Yes, so since you have been with me for ten years, you should also understand that there are many things that you can't say if you want to."

"It should be more accurate that there are some people who can't just talk about it if you want to."

As if the deputy Ryder was struck by lightning, he didn't care about the strange gazes of countless pedestrians around him, so he knelt on the ground with a bang.

"Sorry, Lord Morgans! Subordinates won't do it in the future!!"

He hissed in horror.

Morgans quietly looked at his subordinates who had been kneeling in front of him for many years, suddenly smiled and shook his head, and sighed:

"It seems that you are getting older, but you are still easy to relent... You are now a corpse a few years ago."

He seemed to think of something and smiled again.

"Ryder, get up."

The deputy Ryder shook his body, and the ecstasy of the rest of his life surged in his heart. He immediately stood up and stood respectfully behind Morgans.

Morgans once again floated his vision to the distance, landing on the NEO new Marine flag that was lowered at half-mast, and sighed:

"Actually, you are not to blame. This sea is full of conspiracies and political power games..."

"But as far as I know about that person, it is absolutely impossible for him to lower the flag this time as a political tactic."

The deputy Ryder was dumbfounded and subconsciously said:

"Does he really want to mourn for Fisher Tiger?"

Morgans smiled:

"Yeah... He is such a stupid and innocent person."

"Because of this, I really want to see how far he can go..."

"It's really rare to see such a true temperament in this sea."

"Go and see, we can't miss such a funeral."

With that said, Morgans took the lead.

At this time, a patrol team from NEO's new Marine also came over and took in Morgans.

The sky is still raining lightly.

The atmosphere in Dressrosa was so solemn and sad.

At the port,

There are more and more ships of all kinds, and all kinds of characters are on the land of Dressrosa.

They are all marching under the guidance of NEO's new Marine Patrol Guard.

On the long empty streets,

The originally prosperous shops were completely closed,

Sparsely populated,

Guests from all over the world walked in the drizzle scatteredly,

Say nothing.

Regardless of the identity of the murloc leader,

Fisher Tiger himself is a world-renowned adventurer and traveler,

His footprints and contacts are all over the world,

His charisma has also won the respect of countless people.

And this time,

These people from all over the world,

Is here to attend his funeral.

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