The pinnacle of pirates begins with deceiving fate!

John smiled at this; even if it was a clone, it was still the Begabank he knew.

That's just the kind of personality he has.

Then, with a flash of lightning, he leaped across the ravine and appeared in the split half of the room, solidifying his form to stand beside Vegabank.

John, with a mischievous grin, reached out and grabbed Begabank by the hair, lifting him up completely.

"The evil scientist Begabank, you're under arrest!"

"It hurts! Let me go! Let me go!"

Begabank quickly grabbed the hand that was holding his hair, using it to do pull-ups to reduce the pulling force from his weight, while his short legs kicked wildly.

Seeing this, the rabbit thought that John was going to ignore Satan Saint's orders and execute Begabank on the spot.

Startled, she quickly used her moonwalking technique to rush over and humbly beg for his help.

"John Saint, please have mercy!"

"Why? What good will this do me?"

John glanced sideways, his gaze sweeping playfully over the rabbit's body, which was shrouded in a white cloak.

Such unbridled scrutiny stirred a strange restlessness within the rabbit, making it recall the scenes from that day at the other party's palace.

She was prepared to give herself to him, but was cruelly rejected by the man.

What does it mean that this person is looking at you like this again?

"I...I don't know."

Faced with this man who was as unpredictable as the wind, the rabbit shook its head helplessly.

Then, he bowed his head and pleaded.

“But I will be punished if I fail to complete the mission. Please, John Saint, help me capture Begabank alive.”

The request, made with little hope, was easily granted.

"Alright, but remember, you owe me a favor."

John kicked Begabank in the butt, and at the same time, he let go of Begabank's hair, sending him flying two or three meters before he landed face-first on the ground.

Rabbit was taken aback by the man's easygoing nature, and then quickly bowed to express her gratitude.

“Thank you, John Saint, for your help. I will remember this kindness.”

"Ah."

John waved his hand, signaling the rabbit to go ahead and not press the issue any further.

She was actually a pitiful woman who was separated from her two daughters after giving birth to them, and the two daughters didn't even know that they had a sister.

The world government treats these CPs as mere tools, not as human beings at all.

With the capture mission over, John and Rabbit parted ways in Punk Hazard, watching the escort ship sail away and disappear into the horizon from the shore.

As for where they were to take Begabank, it should have been kept secret, but Rabbit revealed it to John anyway.

It is Egherd.

This shows that Satan had already begun to secretly plot something long ago.

Otherwise, at the very least, we should wait until Egherd has built some basic living facilities before placing Begabank under house arrest.

The current situation is that the facilities have been built and are just waiting for Bergabank to arrive.

"Since it didn't move around to different places, it makes it easier for me to find it."

Once Vegabank's original body develops the green blood, John will have to install the green blood of the Brain-Brain Fruit on the clone to ensure it possesses the ability.

They also secretly connected to the Den Den Mushi on Egerhead Island to ensure that the progress of the research could be monitored at any time.

Mary Geoise, the Holy Land

More than a year later, John returned to this place.

Inside the Hall of Power in Pangaea, the Five Elders gathered, this time to meet only one person: John.

"Speak, what do you want with us?"

"We've made a special effort to take time out of our busy schedules for you, so please don't talk about anything trivial."

The five elders remained seated or standing throughout the hall, but their gazes were all fixed on the figure sitting on the sofa.

On the sofa, John casually flicked his cigarette ash and said in a serious, deep voice:

“I’ve heard that you’ve included Ohara on your list of targets to be destroyed.”

This was revealed by Somaz, who came to greet him when he returned to Mary Geoise.

John had anticipated that the sprouting of clover at this critical juncture would have negative consequences, but he hadn't expected it to be this serious.

Fortunately, he had just been planning to make an issue of O'Hara before this.

They won't be caught off guard by unexpected events.

"What, you think this arrangement is inappropriate?"

Saint Satan stood in front of the sofa, leaning on his cane, looking down at John, who was sitting there, his squinting eyes flashing with a dangerous light.

Although there was no concrete evidence, Satan always felt that this man was unusually dangerous and must be harboring ulterior motives.

This is the intuition of a fellow ambitious person!

"Do not."

John shook his head, raised his eyes to meet Satan's gaze, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

"This arrangement is excellent. Those guys who have been spying on the void for a hundred years and trying to overthrow the world should be destroyed."

"Therefore, I volunteer to carry out this order!"

"Make O'Hara disappear from the map completely!"

Chapter 147 Fate Considers It Humor

"Oh?"

Piet Saint raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Based on John Saint's previous behavior, he believed that this man had lived in the lower realm for too long and had not yet been able to change his identity.

Unable to resonate with the true Celestial Dragons.

For this reason, he even considered asking Lord Im to erase John Saint's past memories and modify his will.

Let John Saint become a true Celestial Dragon, no longer empathizing with those lowly people in the lower realms.

But now it seems there's no need for that trouble.

"We are very pleased that you think this way!"

"It's time to really do something for the world government and for world peace."

"This is much more useful than catching those insignificant pirates."

The other four members of the Five Elders also gave their approval, finding John increasingly pleasing to the eye.

"Then Ohara is yours to handle."

"I'm giving you the authority of a naval admiral."

"Please make sure to complete this within the time limit of destroying a country within three years."

"Once you accomplish this, we will jointly recommend you for the Knights of God, allowing you to gain even greater power."

Thank you everyone.

At this moment, John sat upright, appearing extremely docile.

"To prevent any accidents, I would like to seek another helper. Please allow the military hospital to accompany me."

"can!"

The Five Elders had no doubt about John's motives and readily agreed.

This would allow the military palace to accompany and supervise John...

After finishing his business, John stepped out of the Hall of Power and beckoned an armored guard to lead him to the Procurement Section of the Science and Defense Department.

With the help of the "MindNet," John filtered out the most greedy voices from each office, then pushed open the door and walked straight in.

"Hehehe, you did a great job. Keep that slave for me, I'll buy him for a million Berries!"

Behind the desk, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, with an unremarkable appearance, chuckled lewdly and hung up the phone with a distracted look on his face.

He had just been on the phone with a high-ranking member of the "Ouroboros Group," who had helped him capture a pre-selected slave—a dancer from the desert kingdom of Alabasta.

The dancer's photos had already been faxed over. Her curvaceous figure was on full display in her cropped high-waisted skirt and semi-transparent shawl, making her so sexy that he couldn't wait to rush to the Sabaody Archipelago to dance with her.

Just then, the office door was pushed open with a "click," startling the man who hurriedly hid the photos on his desk in a drawer and angrily glared at the doorman, scolding him.

"How rude of you, you don't even know to knock..."

The words of reprimand were stuck in his throat before he could finish them. The man was filled with regret that his mouth had moved faster than his eyes and that he had spoken rashly without recognizing the person who had come before.

Then, the man quickly stood up, rubbing his hands together and forcing a fawning smile.

“John Saint, I am so sorry, I was blind and offended you.”

"It's okay, it was my fault for not knocking."

John closed the door behind him and then walked into the office as if they were old friends, sitting down on the luxurious leather sofa.

Seeing this, the man, though puzzled, still instinctively took out a good wine from the wine cabinet, poured it into a glass, and placed it on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

Then the man stood obediently to the side, watching John uneasily.

John picked up the glass and took a sip, only able to tell that it was vodka, but unable to discern its quality or price.

For him, as long as he doesn't get a headache after getting drunk, it's good wine.

As a result, I suffered a lot of losses.

So after taking a sip, John put down his cup and patted the empty space next to the sofa with a smile.