This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

When Dorag heard this, he fell into deep thought.

After a while, he raised his head, as if the fog and doubts in his heart suddenly cleared up.

He took a deep breath, looked brightly at the young man in front of him with outstanding vision, demeanor, strength and talent, and said slowly:

"Originally, I just wanted to hear different opinions and opinions from you, but I didn't expect to be greatly touched by what you said."

"I finally understand now, Ron... we are fellow travelers!"

"From your article, from your words, I can see that you, like all our Revolutionary Army soldiers, are dissatisfied with this ridiculous world, angry, and determined to change!"

Drago stood up, with a bold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ron, on behalf of the Revolutionary Army, as the commander-in-chief of the Revolutionary Army, I sincerely invite you to join our team and serve as our deputy chief of staff!"

He stretched out his right hand.

Ron was slightly taken aback.

This guy really wants to pull himself into the camp of the revolutionary army?

In this sea, Drago can indeed be regarded as a hero with great talent and boldness.

He retired from the navy in his early years and under heavy pressure to create the Revolutionary Army, he has developed to the present scale all the way. This kind of achievement has much more gold content than the Four Emperors of the New World.

"Ron... don't need to think about it. Everything you can enjoy in the navy, your treatment and power, I can give you the same treatment here, or even better!"

Dorag's face was full of pride.

"Although the old man Zefa is your teacher, I have enough confidence to help you and train you to become an admiral-level fighter!"

"And there are many powerful and like-minded partners in the Revolutionary Army. They can also exchange ideas with you and help you improve your strength."

As he spoke, his body gradually exuded a vast aura like a deep mountain.

"As long as you join the Revolutionary Army, I can guarantee you the best cultivation resources!"

"Armed arrogance, knowledge-based arrogance, powerful devil fruit...even my own dragon claw fist, I can give it to you."

"Five years, no, two years! With your talents and talents, I can guarantee that you will definitely grow into a strong man not inferior to the three of them, Sakaski, Kuzan and Polusalino!"

"what do you think!?"

"Come on! Join us!! Let's change this terrible world together!"

Drago's eyes became wild, and he stared at Ron scorchingly.

Ron listened to Dorag's rhetoric in front of him, as if he was inspired, the blood in his heart gradually boiled.

--change the world! !

No matter in which world or in which era, this sentence has enough incitement and appeal!

It is precisely because of this power that countless young people continue to fight for such an ideal regardless of their lives!

And regardless of the ideal level, the conditions offered by Dorag are not unreasonable, and they are so sincere that they are simply hard to refuse.

With Drago's character, since he has spoken, he will definitely keep his promise and fulfill his promise.

Of course, the most important thing is that this is not a leader making a big deal.

The example of Saab is here.

Drago also offered the same conditions to Sabo. Under his training, the young Sabo had an amazing combat power close to that of an admiral as soon as he appeared on the stage!

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Seeing the pensive navy boy, the light in Drago's eyes became brighter.

He knew that Ron was tempted.

He has plenty of confidence in himself.

He was waiting for the next moment.

Waiting for the navy boy to hold his hand.

And the history of later generations will clearly record this scene:

——On that day, our revolutionary pioneer and great leader, Mr. Dorag, extended his hand to the young and famous naval hero, Mr. Ron. The latter was excitedly shocked by the leader's charisma and vision, Conquered, and joined the ranks of the revolution.

From that moment on, the wheel of history rolled forward, and the trend of the new era was mighty.

Well, it should be like this... right.

"--I reject."

Ron said suddenly.

Dorag's expression froze.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Ron's mouth.

He looked at the wine glass on the dining table, the bright red wine shimmered, and the warm voice echoed in the huge dining room.

"I have a very respected senior who has been obsessed with the word "justice" all his life, and even lost his life because of it..."

"Old Zefa devoted himself to that military uniform. Even if his family and students on the training ship were slaughtered by pirates, he did not lose confidence and hope in justice..."

"And in the navy, I also have a group of comrades and partners who are worth entrusting their lives... They are waiting for me to go back."

Ron raised his head and looked at Drago seriously.

"I am very grateful for your sincerity, but you have your ideas, and I also have my own way to go."

Drago subconsciously said:

"But the navy can't change the world... and the world government..."

Ron waved his hand and smiled disapprovingly:

"That's my problem."

"Whether the navy can change the world, whether the brilliance of the banner of justice can illuminate the darkness of this sea, I don't know."

"But I hope I can continue on this path."

"If I'm turning my back on the Navy in this way, what's the difference between me and a deserter?"

"I don't want to be a deserter."

"Even if I'm wrong in the end, at least I won't regret today's decision."

Dorag stared blankly at the navy boy with a firm smile in front of him, his eyes flickered, as if recalling the moment when he put on the military uniform for the first time...

Ignorant and naive, but unswervingly moving towards her own youth...

He suddenly sighed.

He knew that the young man in front of him had embarked on his own path.

Such a kind of tough, bright eyes that cannot be changed by others... will never be easily persuaded by myself.

"Ron...you have to understand that you have chosen a very difficult path."

Drago said solemnly.

Ron stubbed out his cigarette and smiled lightly.

"I know, I know better than anyone."

"But for many things, you can't put down the shovel in your hand just because there is a big mountain in front of you."

"And judging from my past experience... I seem to prefer to take the difficult road rather than the easy road..."

He joked,

"By the way, that lady who doesn't wear underwear, you can stop waving your flag. To be honest, my heart is beating a little faster. I almost agreed to join the Revolutionary Army directly."

He glanced at Drago.

Behind Ron, Betty stopped her hands, bowed and said:

"Sorry, Mr. Ron."

Drago didn't seem to see Ron's eyes, his expression didn't change, he just said softly:

"Belo Betty, the commander of the Eastern Region of our Revolutionary Army, a person with the ability to inspire fruits... I'm sorry, I'm a little anxious. After all, talents like you are very rare."

Ron shook his head slightly and said it was okay.

Drago smiled and said:

"In that case, I look forward to the day when you put on the general's cloak!"

He paused, winking at Ron.

"But, are you ready? One day... Maybe we will become enemies."

Ron laughed:

"I'm really looking forward to it."

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Chapter 11 Come on, hurt each other

This dinner, which Duo LaGe called in his heart as "propelling the wheel of history rolling forward", came to an end with the laughter of the two.

Kerla sensibly cleaned up the dishes and tableware on the dining table, and Betty and Ivankov, the commander of the Eastern Region Army, also left the restaurant tactfully.

"By the way, Dorag, how many days have passed since the battle of Maple Leaf Town?"

Ron exhaled lightly, as if remembering something, asked suddenly.

Drago smiled and said:

"You have been in a coma for three days, plus today... four days have passed."

Ron was taken aback when he heard this.