The sea in the calm zone is as calm as a blue mirror.
Only two huge venomous sea snakes were pulling a large boat with carved railings and painted buildings.
The toxins in their bodies scare away the countless sea kings dormant in the calm sea.
"Lord Snake Princess!"
"I grabbed a newspaper, would you like to read it?"
Hancock, who was lying on the vermillion python, just rolled his eyes.
"I have no interest in newspapers."
"Boya, if you are so free, just count the plundered materials again."
She folded her arms, half of her beautiful face buried in her arms, and her posture was lazy.
"But the newspaper delivery guy said it was the last copy to be printed, so he refused to sell it."
"I beat him up and snatched it away."
Boya said a little aggrieved.
"Snatched it?"
"Then show it to me. After all, this is a trophy."
Hearing that it was a robbery, the lazy Snake Princess always got a little more energetic, stretched her graceful figure a little, and her charming eyes like fox eyes made the crew members of the Nine Snakes Pirates couldn't help but look straight at her. .
There is no distinction between men and women when it comes to loving beauty.
Salome fawningly held the newspaper between her tail and presented it to Hancock.
She looked displeased.
The most eye-catching headline in the newspaper was the incident of the navy liberating slaves.
There didn't seem to be any change in his eyes.
"It's all boring stuff."
"I can't even muster any energy."
Hancock rolled his eyes again, looking indifferent.
Of course, Hancock himself thinks that this doesn't matter.
Salome, with her scarlet markings, felt for a moment as if Lady Snake was about to split herself in half.
Could you please stop holding my hand so hard?
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World Economic News Service Branch.
Charles Long looked angry.
"How can the world government interfere with newspapers!"
"We want freedom of speech!"
"They're scared, that's for sure!"
How can I stand it when my own handwritten reports are banned?
"The president has already agreed to this matter."
"The newspaper from three days ago was the last batch printed by the printing department."
A newspaper delivery boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses and speaking in human language pushed up his glasses. The different attire from the ordinary newspaper delivery boy fully showed that the other party was special.
He is the secretary gull among the newspaper delivery gulls!
"I disagree!"
Charles Long was still shouting.
"Isn't this the big news that the president has been pursuing? Did he receive money from the navy to do this?"
Mysterious Ou's narrow eyes narrowed under his gold-rimmed glasses.
"Charles, position yourself."
"If it weren't for the fact that the news you wrote this time was really good."
"Just the slander you just said about our great underground emperor Morgans is enough to send you to Printing Island to work as a worker for a year!"
The threat of Printing Island made Charles's irritable temper suddenly calm down a lot.
"This is not without cost for the Navy."
The Secret Gull takes its time.
"In exchange for the suspension of coverage, we will have exclusive coverage of this public naval execution."
"This is big news around the world!"
Exclusive coverage of public executions!
Charles' eyes suddenly brightened again.
The previous shouting was mainly because I felt that my great work had been treated unfairly, and it was not really about justice.
Now that there was another opportunity in front of him, he naturally calmed down.
"The navy intends to create a big scene this time. They plan to broadcast the execution live on islands in various countries."
"Champaign Island is no exception."
The Mystical Owl has more to say than that.
"Of course, and more importantly, we can go directly to the battlefield to report!" His eyes were also fiery.
It doesn't take much insight. Just the name Whitebeard is enough to make people realize what a grand scene this execution will be.
Reporting such a scene is really exciting!
"And the reporter who took the photo. The president said he would give him some rewards."
"Arne?"
After hearing the exclusive report, Charles no longer cared about the news being banned.
Anyway, he expected it when he exaggerated the report.
Without a few banned news articles, how can one still be called a reporter on the Grand Line?
He went out and asked a few questions.
Arne, a rookie reporter, was now rising through the ranks in the bureau.
Charles generously equipped him with a valuable phone bug for taking pictures. It is compact and portable and has always been a must-have item for well-known journalists.
It's just that this guy seems to be holding something...
Charles didn't pay too much attention. After a brief chat, he returned to the Mystic Gull.
"This guy has a very interesting request!" He clicked his tongue.
"oh?"
"He hopes to add a live broadcast screen at the Navy Headquarters, quack, quack, so that the navy can see himself being broadcast live. It's really interesting!"
Secretary Ou frowned instinctively, not understanding the meaning behind this request.
But it shouldn't be difficult to do.
After all, they had just agreed to the Navy's request to ban newspapers.
"Okay, I will convey it to Lord Morgans!"
"Remember, the public execution is in seven days."
The Secretary Gull flapped its wings and glided out of the branch window.
Then he fell to the ground and started running quickly.
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"The newspaper gull is out. They should agree to my request."
Alne whispered alone.
"Hehehe, this is an essential part."
He held another hand in his hand, a hand like a parasitic beast with ears and eyes.
Obviously, the person in the solitary room was still unwilling to be lonely.
"Continue your career development. You seem to be quite interested in this career."
Bucky felt that his initial advice should have worked.
It's best to be interested. Journalists are a very important tool.
People in this world seem to have never seen the power of public opinion.
Of course, it may also be the power of small compositions.
Arne blushed a little when his thoughts were revealed and hesitated:
"Don't forget, I'm still your navigator."
"He is a candidate for Navigation." Bucky jumped to the window and emphasized.
Navigation officer is a very important position on a ship, and he must choose carefully.
"Okay, okay, I'm a candidate."
"Just don't forget it."
Arne watched with a slightly helpless look as the weird hand jumped out of the window.
After a while, he disappeared into the crowd.
Judging from the direction it left, it seemed to be similar to the path taken by the Secretary's Gull.
He rubbed his head and brought his camera phone.
I plan to interview a friend I met recently.
That's a cute guy with a bounty of 100 Baileys!
Arne felt that interviewing these guys was much easier than interviewing other pirates.
And they always have a lot to talk about when it comes to bounties.
