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

At this moment, Tezolo gritted his teeth tightly, his bloodshot eyes staring at the Devil Fruit lying quietly in the wooden box in front of him, not knowing what it was like.

What was once enough for him to reverse his fate and save his beloved woman was given to him by Roy so easily.

"Tezolo, her name is Stella, isn't it?"

Roy quietly looked at Tezolo, whose body was trembling uncontrollably, and suddenly asked such an irrelevant question.

Tezolo was startled, and then nodded with difficulty:

"Yes... She is called Stella."

Roy calmly said:

"A nice name, she must be a gentle and kind girl like a star."

"Stella, if I remember correctly, it should mean stars?"

Tezolo nodded again.

"Yes."

Roy continued, his voice gradually drifting away in the sea breeze.

"The night sky is always lonely and dark, and Stella shines on your way like the starlight."

"I'm sorry, I don't have the ability to let you see her again."

"No matter where people live, there will always be regrets..."

He pointed to Devil Fruit in the wooden box in front of him again, and said softly:

"This is a special Paramecia golden fruit, which can turn your body into gold, and it can also give you a certain degree of ability to manipulate gold."

"But this is just the beginning."

"It is far from enough to rely on the ability of such a Devil Fruit to unify the underground world of New World."

"In my past life, I often found a problem."

"On this sea, combat power is not the most important factor that determines your final win or loss."

"Wills, beliefs, means, talents, planning... and so on, these things are..."

"But I believe more than anyone that you have all of what I said above."

"Don't let hatred and anger blind your eyes, Tezolo, you must be aware of your mission and mission."

"Stella's tragedy, your tragedy, is essentially the tragedy of the entire world."

"You can ignore the world, no problem. You can also retaliate against the World government and Celestial Dragons crazily in the future. I won't be the slightest obstruction, and I will even help you."

"After all, they are also my enemies."

"It's just that what I hope is that you don't affect your own life because of past sufferings."

When Roy said this, he paused, then added:

"In addition to this Devil Fruit, the resource I can provide you with is intelligence."

Tezolo raised his head and stared at Roy blankly.

"intelligence?"

Roy nodded:

"Yes, intelligence."

"Of course it wasn't from my NEO New Marine's intelligence. About the underground world, our military department also knows very little."

"And this happens to be what you need most."

Speaking, Roy took out a business card from the pocket of the military uniform and handed it to Tezolo.

Tezolo took it and looked at the card.

The business card is presented in Baise, very concise, with only one mark and name.

World Economic News Service, Morgans.

At the moment when he saw this name, Tezolo's pupils suddenly shrank.

He is very clear about the meaning of this name in the dark world.

"Everything you want to know, the guy Morgans will provide you."

"Regardless of the wealth of the wealthy businessman, the secrets of the nobles, or even the color of the underwear of some noble young masters and some underworld bosses, he can find out clearly for you."

Roy looked at Tezolo seriously.

Tezolo held the business card tightly, his expression gradually becoming wild and crazy.

"So, Roy, you mean, can I use any means?"

Roy shrugged.

"When have you seen me treat my enemies and sins with the slightest kind of mercy?"

"Your means, I won't bother, it's your choice."

"It's just that I will ask you one last time. You can still choose to give up cooperating with me and give up this dangerous road that is very likely to die."

"Tezolo, this is your last chance."

"You can treat all of this as ignorance and find a place to spend the rest of your life in peace."

Do you spend the rest of your life quietly?

Tezolo fell silent.

He looked at the business card in his hand,

Looking at Devil Fruit in front of me,

But in my mind, I think of gunpowder, flames, flogging, torture, pain, stigma...

And that gentle and moving face.

The smile on the corner of his mouth is even more crazy and more wanton.

Then──

He picked up the Devil Fruit in front of him and slammed it into his mouth.

….….

Roy didn't know when he had left.

On the empty deck,

There was only a figure with gray-green hair, squatting alone on the ground, eating with big mouthfuls.

Howling the wind,

Tears couldn't stop pouring out of his eyes.

But he was laughing.

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