I have the Flame-Flame Fruit, I'm invincible!

"clear."

Spandam quickly pulled himself out, slapping and slapping.

Very ruthless.

The problem is that after two or three slaps, he couldn't take it anymore, and his strength unconsciously weakened.

pain.

Upon seeing this, Spandam immediately stepped forward to help his father exert himself.

Spandam's hands were red from all the smoking.

"Push harder, push harder," Spandam said, puffing out his cheeks, which were already swollen.

He is determined to improve, and no one can stop him from doing so.

Just before Spandane was nearly knocked unconscious, Dick finally spoke.

“Cough cough,” Dick coughed a few times.

Spandam shuddered, his ears perked up, and he respectfully prepared to listen.

At this moment, my ears, which had almost gone deaf, became more acute than ever before.

Spandam had never listened so carefully to his father's dying words.

"Actually, I am not a member of the World Government."

Spandam smiled, his body becoming even more excited.

It's confirmed now that he's not a member of the World Government; he's a Celestial Dragon.

I've made it big.

"I will destroy the World Government,"

"what?"

Spandain looked up abruptly.

Then, she fainted.

Following the same pattern, after taking control of Spandam, Dick gave the order.

Their mission is to do everything they can to get promoted within the CP organization and gain more power.

Another two weeks later.

Three figures boarded a ship and, following orders, arrived at Mogu Town, a city inhabited by pirates.

Hmm, three people?

Dick focused his gaze on one of the graceful figures.

With her orange hair, gold-rimmed glasses, flesh-colored fishnet clothing that accentuated the size of the granary, and stockings on her legs, she was extremely alluring.

She is Kalifa, the only female member of CP9.

“What’s going on?” Dick frowned.

"My lord, this is a surprise for you." Spandam chuckled, raising his eyebrows and revealing a knowing look in his eyes.

Yes, Dick didn't say anything.

However, as a subordinate who was eager to improve himself, thought what his leader thought, and was anxious about what his leader was anxious about, Spandam felt that he had done the right thing.

He's a secret agent.

"Ahem, as an excellent agent, sometimes seduction is necessary to obtain intelligence; it's a required course for agents."

"Kalifa, this official will be in charge of your graduation exam for this training. You must perform well, understand?"

Kalifa clenched her fists, her face flushed with anger. She wished she could stab that bastard Spandane to death with a single finger.

The other two also had cold, sharp gazes.

Especially the cold-looking young man wearing a top hat.

He looked at Spandam as if he were dead.

Dick had a headache.

How can you talk about something like this?

You secretly slipped it into my bed without telling me. How could someone as weak as me possibly find out?

Tell me, how could I, a righteous person, do such an evil thing?

I, Dick, am mortal with evil.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 60: The most important thing when being a dog is loyalty.

"Alright, stop making decisions on your own, Spandam."

"Yes, yes." Spandam nodded and bowed.

If there is no objection, it means that the adults agree.

Understood.

The adults really liked this move.

Spandam has already started considering pimping.

Who are the candidates?

Dick then had time to look at his target.

The real goal.

One person has bull horns on their head, wears a nose ring, and with makeup, could totally play the Bull Demon King; the other is cold-blooded, exuding an aura that keeps people at bay, and has a pigeon on their head.

It was two members of CP9, Rob Lucci and Bruno.

One is the strongest CP9 in 800 years, with the potential to become a top-tier fighter;

The other is the Door-Door Fruit user, who possesses extremely high strategic abilities.

"Now, you two, kneel down right now!" Spandam shouted angrily.

Bruno froze, and a few seconds later he was about to do as he was told, but Rob Lucci stopped him.

Rob Lucci glared coldly at Spandam, then looked at the composed Dick.

He looks like the person in charge.

"Damn it, Lucci, what are you doing?" Spandain lost face, fully demonstrating what it means for a petty person to get ahead.

"I said, kneel down right now."

Lucci remained unmoved.

"Damn it!" Spandam kicked Lucci several times.

"Obey orders, you idiot."

Lu Qi remained motionless.

Kalifa reached out and tugged at Lucci. Lucci remained silent.

He simply glared coldly at Spandam.

"Thump," Spandam's body trembled.

In fact, if Dick hadn't been there, Spandam would have almost knelt on the ground.

Even Lucci's superiors, Spandine sometimes dared not provoke Lucci.

After all, it is said to be the strongest CP9 in 800 years.

The Five Elders all know the name Rob Lucci.

"You're Rob Lucci, the CP9 champion who's been called the strongest in 800 years?" Dick looked him over with interest.

Lucci remained silent, still secretly speculating about Dick's identity.

"Now, I command you to kneel down,"

Lucci remained silent and motionless.

Dick raised an eyebrow, quite proud of himself.

That's right, the strongest CP9 in 800 years, possessing the pride of a genius.

"I remember that the purpose of the CP9 training base was to train the strongest assassins, assassins without any emotion, who only obeyed orders."

"It seems CP9's training isn't up to par," Dick commented.

“This, this…” Spandam wiped his sweat.

Kalifa looked panicked and tugged at Lucci's clothes again.

Even Bruno, who was slow to react, was somewhat uneasy.