After all, that is Rocks' blood.
After tonight, this guy's identity will definitely be exposed.
If an accident were to happen at that time, and Rocks' blood were still alive...
Isn't the World Government worried that the pirates on the New World side would start making a ruckus?
"Forget it, let's not talk about that."
Borsalino helplessly let out a breath and returned to that indifferent tone, speaking slowly: "Then my mission..."
"Your mission hasn't changed. It's still primarily to guard Marshall D. Teach."
The Den Den Mushi in his hand also became serious again. "But if an accident occurs, you may make your own decision, whether to continue guarding Enies Lobby, or to escort Marshall D. Teach back to Marine Headquarters."
"I see. Looks like Fleet Admiral Sengoku, you're worried too!"
Hearing Sengoku's words, Borsalino still spoke in that leisurely manner. "I understand. Please rest assured, I'll keep an eye on that guy."
"I'm counting on you. No matter what, we cannot allow Rocks' blood to continue any longer."
Beep! Beep! Beep!
As Sengoku's cautious instructions ended, Borsalino also hung up the Den Den Mushi, then lazily sat back down on the sofa while looking at the expressionless Lucci in front of him. "Ah, could it be that you don't want to say something to me now?"
"... Sorry, Admiral Kizaru."
The silent Lucci knew he could not continue to remain silent. He stepped forward and looked at Admiral Kizaru, whose expression was lazy but whose eyes were cold. "This is the World Government's decision."
"Is it the World Government's decision, or a decision privately made by your annoying superior?"
Lucci: "..."
Those words made Lucci fall silent once again.
That superior of his was indeed quite annoying, but unfortunately, he had a good father.
Although he really disliked that guy, Spandam, as a member of CP9, how could he casually say such things?
Lucci directly changed the topic and said, "This time, for us, it might also be an opportunity!"
"Hopefully!"
Seeing that things had already come to this, Borsalino no longer had the mood to bicker. He waved his hand and was just about to let them leave when…
"Purururu!"
The Den Den Mushi ringtone on Lucci's body rang.
"Looks like something else has happened."
Borsalino looked at Lucci with interest and yawned. "Hopefully it's not something bad!"
"Sorry."
Lucci's expression stiffened somewhat. The Den Den Mushi on him was an internal CP9 line.
Only CP9 matters would come through this Den Den Mushi. And now, matters related to CP9, there was only one possibility.
Did something go wrong?
At this moment, he could only hope, as Admiral Kizaru said, that it would not be something bad.
Lucci took a deep breath, pulled out the Den Den Mushi, and directly answered it. Before he could say anything, as if he had heard something, his expression changed instantly, his tone darkening.
"Damn it, why is that guy leaving? Didn't he bring his family here on vacation? Why is he leaving so quickly? Forget it, I understand. Keep watching those guys. Absolutely do not let them leave at this time."
Beep! Beep! Beep!
After finishing speaking, he immediately hung up the Den Den Mushi while looking anxiously at Admiral Kizaru.
But before he could speak, Admiral Kizaru lazily said, "Looks like something bad has already happened! If it has nothing to do with me, please don't tell me!"
"... Ian, the God of Sun, is preparing to leave Water 7."
Hearing Borsalino's words, Lucci paused for a moment, but still did not hesitate at all and told what had just happened, his tone carrying a sense of urgency. "Admiral Kizaru, if we let that guy leave, our plan will be broken. We must stop him!"
"He's preparing to leave? That really is terrible news!"
Borsalino whistled, faintly carrying a hint of pleasure in his tone. "The Buster Call has already been issued. If it arrives and finds that the person has run away... Ah, how interesting that would be! I can already imagine tomorrow's news. It would definitely make the entire sea laugh."
As he spoke, he tilted his head and looked at Lucci before letting out a chuckle. "Are you sure you want me to stop him?"
"I... Admiral Kizaru, you..."
"Sorry, my current mission is to guard Marshall D. Teach. There is no task more important than this."
Without waiting for Lucci to finish speaking, Borsalino directly interrupted him. "Yo, looks like I can't help you. How about letting your superior tell Marine Headquarters that the person has run away, and the Buster Call can be canceled?"
Lucci: "..."
These words made Lucci's face turn alternately pale and livid. But he also knew that what Admiral Kizaru said was correct.
Once something went wrong here, they would definitely be punished. But if those guys were allowed to escape, his superior would absolutely pin the blame on him.
Now he finally understood somewhat why Admiral Kizaru had been so angry just now.
Damn it, they were too confident!
Let Borsalino go stop those guys, while they stayed here to guard Enies Lobby?
For Marine Headquarters, Rocks' remaining descendant was now more important. The Marines would not allow Rocks' descendant to leave their sight.
But the Buster Call had already been issued. They must stop those guys from leaving!
Lucci took a deep look at Borsalino, who seemed completely unconcerned and lazy, and was just about to say something when…
Boom!
Suddenly, a loud bang came from outside the window, and the entire tower began to shake.
Everyone's expressions tightened, and even Borsalino became serious.
"Ah… there really are guys who aren't afraid of death coming to Enies Lobby to snatch someone!"
Borsalino directly stood up, hands in his pockets. "Looks like I don't have time to stay here and idle around with you."
"I understand. I'll leave Enies Lobby to you, Admiral Kizaru."
Faced with the sudden change, Lucci did not hesitate any longer and said directly. "We will handle Ian, the God of Sun, ourselves!"
As he spoke, without waiting for Admiral Kizaru to say anything, he directly turned around and led Kaku, who looked anxious at the side, toward the outside.
Only after leaving the hall did Kaku finally fail to hold back.
Looking at Lucci, he said, "Lucci, handle it ourselves? How are we supposed to handle it? Damn it, why don't we let that guy, Spandam, see if he can cancel the Buster Call!"