Ghost Shark, but in the world of One Piece

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"Human desires are endless. Gangs, like pirates, can't be completely eradicated." Specter Shark turned and sped up. "Instead of expecting them to treat civilians well, why can't you manage and restrain them yourself?"

After he finished speaking, only the whistling of the air could be heard in the desolate high sky. Corleone fell silent, and the air became quiet for a moment.

Only when they were nearing Meadow did he finally raise his head, make up his mind, and say in a deep voice, "Alright!"

pat.

On the weathered cobblestone path, a ghost shark gracefully landed, its pure black high heels making a crisp sound.

"Lancet." The girl exclaimed softly, and soon a white-haired robot in a swimsuit trotted forward.

"Dear Colonel Ghost Shark, welcome back!" The synthetic god of the Lancet spoke in a muffled but joyful voice, as if trapped in a fish tank.

"Let's treat this person first."

Ghost Shark took the red orca-shaped leather bag from her, put the circular saw inside, zipped it up, and carried it in his hand.

"How's the investigation into the personnel composition of Crescent Moon Island going?"

"Reporting to the Colonel, after a joint investigation by Major Ain and other lieutenants, the following results have been obtained."

As he spoke, Lancet took a document out of the pocket of his high-waisted shorts.

That's its printout, though Alice still thinks the Lancet's printout is an indescribable place.

Taking the warm paper from the scalpel, Ghost Shark had meticulously drawn a table document on it.

The population of Crescent Island is quite diverse: civilians, pirates, gangsters, and remnants of the resistance army from the Kingdom of Gazo.

This is after eliminating the traitorous navy and assassination forces.

"Targeting pirates and gangsters"

"Organize a public trial," Ghost Shark said clearly, glancing at Willow Leaf Blade. "Have the poor people of Crescent Island identify anyone who has killed someone, and execute them all by firing squad!"

A strong medicine is needed for a serious illness; severe measures are required in chaotic times! Very decisive!

Corleone nodded in agreement as he received the medical spray.

"What about the others?" Lancet asked, looking at Ghost Shark.

“They’ve ravaged most of the island’s civilians.” The girl tapped her temple and pondered for a moment. “The remaining pirates and gangs will serve as farm tools on the island. Distribute them to towns and villages as needed, keep them under control, and don’t let them go out and harm people.”

"As for the remnants of the resistance..." Ghost Shark looked at the crowd not far away, a considerable number of whom had fled here from the Kingdom of Gaso.

What a brutal rule that drove civilians to islands teeming with pirates.

“Give them a place on the island, but tell them to behave themselves.”

These remnants had all been instructed by the revolutionary army. Although Ghost Shark did not agree with their approach of changing the king, he respected their spirit of resistance.

With everything arranged, Ghost Shark glanced at the well-organized naval force, nodded, and calmly said, "Give me a Den Den Mushi."

These blood debts must be settled.

"Yes, Colonel." Lancelot returned to the naval unit, jogging over with a Den Den Mushi in hand. Specter dialed, calling Tina.

As Crane's successor, Tina should know about the Medicine King Piccolo.

"Boo boo boo..."

The Den Den Mushi rang for less than a second before Tina answered the phone.

"Tina's so happy! My sister called right after she finished dealing with Doro." The pretty face on the Den Den Mushi, a Pocky stick in its mouth, smiled happily. "What's up?"

"Sister, do you know the exact location of those people in the underworld?"

Specter tried her best to reply in a cheerful tone, but she momentarily forgot that Den Den Mushi could project a person's expression in real time.

The underworld?

Tina, who had just crossed the Calm Belt and returned to Paradise, was startled by the calm and cold expression on the Den Den Mushi's response, but still said, "Only a few of those guys have publicly known locations, such as Lucky God Rufede and Queen Stussy of Pleasure District. As for the others, they have no fixed abode."

“Thank you, Sister Tina.” Ghost Shark nodded and blinked. “Do you have Stussy’s phone number? I need to contact her.”

There was a moment of silence on the other end before they agreed, "Okay, I'll send it over right away."

"Goodbye, sister. Be careful on your way home."

Kacha.

Ghost Shark hung up the phone, and soon Lancet handed over a fax document. The girl glanced at it, nodded, and folded it away.

"Lancet, give me another permanent pointer to the G5 branch."

To obtain the position of Medicine King Piccolo, besides pinning our hopes on Stussy, another key clue is the Joker.

Stussy is easy to deal with; she's fully aware of her double agent status. As for Doflamingo, he's just a pirate; if he doesn't give it to her, just beat him up.

Embarrassingly, the Dressrosa Abyssal Fleet did not yet have a pointer; the group only brought the pointer to the New World Naval Base with them when they set sail.

However, once we reach G5, Tokushima won't be far away.

Having obtained the pointer, the Ghost Shark spread its bat wings and slowly ascended into the sky.

"Colonel Ghost Shark, what are you doing?" Ain asked, chasing after him using Moonwalk.

"Get down, that's an order!" Specter glared at Ain, her gaze sweeping over the naval casualties preparing for cremation, then pointed ahead, saying blankly, "The enemy is on the other side of the sea...we must wipe them all out!"

The Specter stopped, then surged to its maximum speed, its frantic roar reaching Ain's ears from afar, "They must pay...they must..."

At this moment, boundless rage and the desire to destroy the enemy took over Specter's mind, and Sister Specter took over her body.

In the air, Ghost Shark's clothes automatically changed and conformed to its form like scales; the mysterious pure black nun's habit, the scarlet bloodthirsty eyes, and the madness that wanted to tear everything apart—all of them returned.

"...No one is getting away!!!"

The Grand Line, the Paradise Seas.

"What?! You've been assassinated?!"

Not long after Ghost Shark hung up the phone, Tina immediately contacted her adjutant, Ain, to inquire about the reason for her sister's unusual behavior.

The question almost made me fall off the beach chair.

"So Laurentina is off to get revenge now?" She instinctively tightened her grip on the Den Den Mushi, causing the incoming voice to be intermittent.

“Yes, Major General Tina.” Ain told her everything in a rambling manner, “She has already gone to the G5 branch, and we don’t know where she will go next.”

"Okay, thank you."

With a snap, Tina quickly hung up the Den Den Mushi, took out a map, pondered for a moment, and muttered to herself.

"It doesn't seem like they're looking for Stuart; it looks more like they're looking for Doflamingo..."

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"Call headquarters and have them send someone to ensure Colonel Specter's safety."

On the sea, the Black Prison Fleet suddenly accelerated its return speed. Tina stood in front of the deck, slowly chewing cucumber-flavored Pocky, her face expressionless.

"Yes, sir!" Marco, who had been promoted to second lieutenant, stood at attention, saluted, and hurriedly withdrew.

High in the doldrums adjacent to the New World, a figure was flying at an extremely fast speed, occasionally creating sonic booms that were awe-inspiring.

The speed of the Bat Fruit

She's decent, but Specter has consciously developed her skills. Physical prowess and Haki are always valuable assets, and her goal is Redfield's speed.

As she flew by, the sea kings below seemed to be terrified, and one by one they buried their heads in the sea.

Of course, there are also some that react slowly, such as the great white shark that the ghost shark temporarily landed on, which is about the same size as Laboon.

When the ghost shark flew by, it simply stopped in place, its eyes wide open, grinning and showing its gums. It looked rather dim-witted, so the girl recruited it as a temporary means of transportation.

"Big White, proceed along this route." Ghost Shark named it, then used its ability to conjure the Permanent Pointer, which hovered near the Sea King's eye.

"Shark." The clumsy shark nodded laboriously, called out, and charged forward at full speed.

The man and the shark charged wildly, quickly crossing the Calm Belt.

"I'm leaving now, thank you."

Once out of the Calm Belt, Ghost Shark flew over Shark Face and politely bowed to thank them. When it looked up, it saw Big White calling out several times, its face even showing a human-like fawning and aggrieved expression.

"Huh? You want to be my best friend for life?" Ghost Shark easily understood what the other party meant. She frowned and said with difficulty, "But you are too big. The Deep Sea Fleet can't satisfy your appetite."

"Shake, shark!" Big White called out twice more, then dived into the water and quickly returned with a sea cat.

You said you can catch fish yourself?

"Shark!"

“Alright then.” Ghost Shark thought for a moment. Big White’s food consisted of large sea monsters, which wouldn’t conflict with the fishermen’s goals on Crescent Island.

Moreover, Big White can also serve as the first line of defense for Crescent Moon Island, guarding the waters near Crescent Moon Island, which is much better than two ordinary fishmen.

So he simply nodded, "Then let's go to the G5 branch first."

Big White happily circled the ghost shark once, then swam straight ahead following the pointer.

The G5 branch was having lunch at that time.

Unlike the Four Seas Branch, where the entire island is armed to the teeth, the few naval bases in the New World serve strategic purposes. For example, G14 is responsible for protecting Egghead Island, while GF is responsible for monitoring Round Cake Island.

G5 serves as the naval research lab on Punk Hazard, and also monitors Dressrosa.

On the second floor of the cafeteria, a man with a hexagonal face and a rugged style was enjoying a meal alone. He tore off a piece of tender, white chicken from under the golden crust, his mouth glistening with oil.

He was the second-in-command of the G5 branch, a brigadier general.

Below him was a group of naval hooligans known throughout the New World, who were eating and shouting about gambling while they were bored.

"Hey boss, wanna place a bet? The odds over there are pretty high," a navy officer grinned, pointing to two burly men arm wrestling in front of him.

"Get lost, don't bother me!" He threw the chicken bone at the man's head and grinned like a scoundrel.

"Tch, stingy!" the man muttered, then turned around and saw someone staring at him. Cold sweat immediately broke out on his face, and he covered his mouth.

Suddenly, with a bang, the cafeteria door was kicked open.

It was a woman with white hair and red eyes. She glanced calmly inside, her eyes filled with murderous intent. The sailors who were eating, drinking and having fun immediately felt a chill run down their spines and stammered back two steps.

Empress of the Navy, Specter!

If they were just visiting normally, these naval thugs would have told her a few dirty jokes to make her blush. But seeing the woman's almost world-destroying rage, all his desire vanished instantly.

This girl is a paragon of justice, but she's also beaten quite a few navy personnel to a pulp.

"Where is Vergo?" Ghost Shark asked in a suppressed voice, raising his circular saw. "Tell him to get out here."

These words immediately provoked the previously timid and hesitant navy officer, who clenched his fists and retorted, "Specter Shark, watch your tone! You're a colonel, while Mr. Vergo is a vice admiral!"

"That's it!" The man on the second floor poked his head out, wearing a white leather jacket and with his hands behind his back, and shouted.

"He's a Don Quixote family spy," Ghost Shark said firmly, then glared at the man.

"Now tell me, where is that traitor?!"

The girl slammed the circular saw heavily on the ground, and a wave of energy instantly sent the sailors tumbling and struggling to maintain their balance.

“Lieutenant General Vergo is on vacation.” A fleeting unease crossed Guo Tou’s face, and a bead of cold sweat trickled down his back, but his tone remained unyielding. “Colonel, if you have no evidence, insulting our superior is tantamount to insulting our G5 squadron!”

"Boss is right! You finally stood up for a moment, hahaha."

"That's right, we, the G5 team, are of one mind and always put righteousness first!"

"Shut up!"

Ghost Shark's eyes narrowed, and its furious aura instantly sent chills down everyone's spines. Their legs went weak, and they wanted to kneel down. Several of the weaker individuals collapsed to the ground like wheat being harvested.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Overlord color and domineering!

Although its power was reduced by the Specter Shark, some experts still recognized it.

"Too much?" Ghost Shark glanced at the officer who looked like a puffed-up rat, his eyes lowered. "Not bad for you."

"Call me Brigadier General!" Guo Tou's lips twitched, his hands behind his back trembled, but his voice was neither humble nor arrogant.

Specter didn't even glance at him, and casually pointed to a school officer wearing a righteous coat, "You, find me a permanent pointer to Dressrosa!"

Being called out by Ghost Shark himself, the officer shuddered, spitting out the beef noodles he was eating before he could finish them, and hurriedly ran away.

"correct.

"Lauren Tina said calmly, striking the ground with her circular saw again. "There's a sea king outside the base. It's my friend. It stays nearby when I'm not around, understand?"