days in the world of pirates

"It's done!"

Mo Sen was delighted, and Smoker was tempted, so there was basically no problem.

I didn't expect that I would gain something like this when I came back. It was such an unexpected surprise.

Smoker, the first guy from the Navy Headquarters that he came into contact with, has actually performed well as a representative of the younger generation.

What's more important is that he has a cold face and a warm heart, and is responsible for his own work and his subordinates.

With Smoker leading the team, his direct troops don't have to worry as much as Mawson.

It's the most comfortable thing to do without a shopkeeper or something.

Ahem, of course this is not the main purpose. The main purpose is to allow Smoker, a friend who has never met before, to quickly improve his strength.

"Then it's settled."

Mawson raised his glass, clinked it with Smoker, drank the wine in one gulp, and then raised his hand to signal the waiter.

"Two more glasses of Gulas draft beer."

After Mawson finished speaking, he said to Smoker: "I'll treat you to this meal!"

Smoker showed a vigilant expression, looked at Mawson and said, "I always feel that you don't have any good intentions. You can't have some bad ideas, right?"

"I'll punish myself with a drink. Wait a minute. You are the first friend I made in the headquarters. Do I look like that kind of person?"

Mo Sen looked at Smoker in disbelief and spoke in a tone of great aggrievement.

"You don't look like that kind of person, because you are!" Smoker didn't accept this at all.

In fact, he himself also has this idea. Recently, Mawson has become very popular in the New World. The key is that as he said, his strength can only be improved quickly by fighting against powerful pirates in such a place.

He has felt that his strength has been slowly improving during this period.

After mastering the weapon color, there were indeed very few pirates who could pose a threat to him in the first half of the game.

"Smorg, you've changed. You didn't expect that I would have such an image in your mind. It's in vain that I treated you kindly and tried so hard to help you."

Mo Sen looked at Smoker with a look of resentment, which made his scalp numb.

It's not Smog's fault, it's Mawson's face that is so lethal.

Smoker's body was shaken, and he quickly kicked the unwanted thoughts out of his mind.

"In your own words, you are famous for being a dirtbag. A meal is just a trivial matter to you. I can't compare to you. Even the drinks are cheap black rum."

"Stop it. If you hadn't spent all your money on your damn cigars, you wouldn't be in such a miserable state. You don't even understand that smoking is harmful to your health." Mohsen complained.

"Oh, I forgot that you are a smoker, it won't have any impact."

"If you can't smoke, what fun is there in life?" Smoker didn't take Mawson's words seriously.

This is his only hobby besides his motorcycle.

Although it does cost a little money.

"as long as you are happy."

After the wine was served, he clinked glasses with Smoker.

"I just don't have anything to do in the afternoon, do you want to go and compare notes?"

Smoker looked at Mawson, and felt moved for a moment. Then he thought of Mawson's bad character and quickly gave up the idea.

This guy definitely wanted to take the opportunity to show off his strength, and also give himself a good beating.

He doesn't want people to get beaten up with bruises and bruises in his headquarters. Doesn't he, a dignified hunter, have no face?

"No, I have something to do in the afternoon."

"Huh? This is really a pity."

There was an expression on Mawson's face that showed you had suffered a great loss.

What a pity you are!

There are a few black lines on Smoker's forehead, and I know you are not doing this with good intentions.

Give up, I won't be fooled.

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I originally set my heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch.

Mawson felt that his good intentions were not understood by Smoker. Am he the kind of person who wants to show off his strength and is ready to take the opportunity to cause trouble?

Really, I obviously want Smoker to see the gap in strength now, so that he can be more determined, understand the gap, and pursue it bravely.

My good intentions have been betrayed.

This competition did not take place after all. Mo Sen really didn't have any plans for the afternoon. He hadn't been to the recruit camp for a while, so he just happened to go see Teacher Zefa.

By the way, I happen to have some free time these days, so I can educate this year's recruits openly.

It can be considered as fulfilling the responsibility of the seniors.

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In the evening, Vincent finally came home from school.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a very familiar figure that I hadn't seen for a long time.

Vincent, who has already started having children, is nearly 1.8 meters tall, and his face looks more like his mother Meili's. He can actually be called handsome, except for his expressionless face.

Seeing Mawson busy in the living room, a hint of joy flashed in Vincent's eyes, and then disappeared again.

"You're back."

Vincent said hello to Mo Sen and placed the [Paper Kite] in his hand on the knife holder next to the door.

There is already a knife on the knife rest, which is Mawson's [Demon Ghost]. Today, it was hammered into autistic state by Mawson, and it did not turn into a parrot again.

Bang!

A pair of chopsticks hit Vincent's forehead with perfect accuracy.

"You must learn to be polite. My dear brother, why don't you even call me brother when you see him?"

"It hurts, hiss..." A small bump appeared on Vincent's forehead. He covered his forehead with his hands and let out a cry of pain.

"Brother who bullies others whenever we meet, Mo Sen, you are becoming more and more violent."

It can be seen that Vincent is much more cheerful now that he has an extra friend.

It's no longer like before, three sticks can't knock anything out.

"What, you have a problem with me?" Mo Sen's eyes became dangerous.

"No." A good man doesn't want to suffer the immediate loss, and Vincent decides to endure it first.

"I guess you don't either. You can't find a brother like me who is strong, handsome and loves his family. If I had a brother like this, I would wake up laughing in my dreams." Mo Sen looked at Vincent.

, with an expression on your face that you, my brother, have made a lot of money.

"You are the one who is shameless." Vincent muttered softly while washing his hands.

"My dear brother, what you just said, could you speak louder?"

"I'm saying you're right!" Vincent shouted back.

Then he silently added in his heart: "That's weird."

"Look, I am indeed a rare good brother in the world, hahaha." Mo Sen put down a chopstick in his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, come and eat."

There are simple home-cooked meals on the table.

A plate of hot and sour potato shreds, a portion of beef with soy sauce, a portion of braised sea king meat with green onions, and a pot of seafood soup.

There are few varieties but plenty of portions. Vincent is just growing taller and his appetite is much larger than before. Plus, as a big eater, Mohsen, the portions are not enough and he can't get full.

At the dinner table, the two brothers said nothing and ate everything in a hurry.

Mo Sen walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, and told his little brother to clean up, wash pots and wash dishes.

Vincent was very accustomed to this set of procedures and quickly finished all the housework.

"Come, Vincent, take a look at the gift I brought you."

There was a high-end-looking wooden box placed on the coffee table in the living room. The wooden box had not been opened yet, and Vincent didn't know what was inside.

"I don't need any gifts, a [paper kite] is enough."

Vincent sat across from Mawson and shook his head in refusal.

To be honest, Mawson has done too much for him over the years.

Even a blood brother is nothing more than that.

But he couldn't do anything for Mo Sen, and he could only let Mo Sen worry less about him.

"Oh? Are you rejecting it without looking at it? Don't regret it later."

Mawson showed a familiar evil smile. Whenever he showed such a smile, it was definitely up to no good.

Without further pretense, Mo Sen gently opened the wooden box, and a snow-white fruit covered with spiral patterns appeared in front of Vincent's eyes.

"This is..." Vincent's pupils shrank and he said in disbelief.

"Haha, the Snow Snow Fruit, the strongest natural devil fruit, since you don't want it, I'll give it to someone else, hahaha."

Mo Sen closed the wooden box again and looked at the still shocked Vincent jokingly.

This is a Devil Fruit, and it belongs to the strongest natural type. Vincent still can't believe that such a thing will appear in front of him.

Watching Mo Sen close the wooden box again.

A few crows flew over his forehead. It's so childish that this guy Mawson still has such a bad taste.

"Hey, there are people who can even refuse natural devil fruits. It's really rare."

"Mosen...brother, is this devil fruit prepared for me?" Vincent felt that his current expression must be particularly wonderful, but he couldn't care less.

"I want it. How can I give away such a precious thing?"

It is a natural devil fruit. If you can eat this thing, you will definitely be able to catch up with Mawson in the future without having to fight alone.

"Ah, now that I know it's my brother, it's really not easy."

"Here, take it and eat it."

Mohsen did not continue teasing Vincent.

He pushed the wooden box in front of Vincent. The fruit itself was prepared for Vincent.

His adoptive parents were ordinary people themselves, so Vincent's talent could only be said to be average.

If he relied solely on his own efforts, he would probably never reach the top level of combat power in the world.

But now there are natural fruits, which is different.

With powerful fruits, coupled with his own teachings and his own efforts, it is only a matter of time before he has strong combat power.

Vincent opened the wooden box and took out the snow-white fruit lying inside with a little trembling.

He put the fruit into his mouth and took a bite, then his face changed, and the indescribable taste filled his taste buds.

Vincent's face became extremely ugly, but Mo Sen was still talking.

"You have to eat it whole, otherwise your abilities may change."

Although it is said that it will take effect after just one bite, Vincent has not tested it specifically.

So he listened to Mawson's words and ate the rest of the fruit, resisting the unbearable taste.

"Hahahaha, I lied to you, you only need to take one bite of the Devil Fruit, and you ate the whole thing, yo ho ho."

Vincent, who was retching and making a sound, was not feeling well. Sure enough, this guy Mo Sen really wanted to beat him up!

"Come, test your fruit ability."

Mo Sen said with a smile.