days in the world of pirates

Mo Sen exerted force on his hands, and the two snow axes whirling towards him shattered into snowflakes and scattered in all directions.

Because it has the power of fast rotation, the attack strength is acceptable, at least it can be used against those below the school level who have not cultivated the iron domineering force.

For Mawson, the hardness of the snowflakes is obviously not enough, but this is a matter of opening time.

There are now this level of attacks, which shows that Vincent is not lazy.

Of course, young people need more blows to grow, but they cannot develop pride.

Pride sets people back.

This is all for his own good.

A good brother like me in the world is really hard to find even with a lantern.

"The attack is too weak, my stupid brother, did you eat all the food just now on the old monster?" Mo Sen looked at Vincent not far away and deliberately mocked.

"Hey, boy Mo Sen, I'm familiar with you. You can't bear to insult me ​​like this. It's because Vincent is too weak to have anything to do with me." The old demon said that he would not be blamed.

Vincent looked at these two nasty people, no, one person and one bird.

It’s still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.

Can you two change your style every time you mock? Do you think it's cross talk?

No wonder you two can get together.

The swords are together!

What follows is a story of a man silently crying and a woman crying.

A man and a bird brutally beat a young student. Is this a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature?

Vincent has become familiar with Mawson's routines over the years. Although he will get beaten, Mawson is not a bit better than the instructors in the school.

Every time after receiving a beating, Vincent would feel that his strength would improve somewhat.

Therefore, many times he resisted Mawson's education with a hint of expectation.

Could it be that being beaten can make you addicted?

Could it be that he has awakened some strange attribute?!

After being influenced by Mohsen for a long time, Vincent knew a little bit about everything he should and shouldn't know.

When I thought of this, I quickly shook this terrible thought out of my head. I did all this to become stronger.

Yes, that's definitely the case.

"Boy Moson, Vincent won't be beaten stupid by you, right? Look at what he's doing just shaking his head all by himself."

The old demon muttered on Mo Sen's shoulder, but the sound was loud enough to be heard from two miles away.

Vincent, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face and a bump on his head, stumbled and almost fell down. Damn it, please don't bring your own loudspeaker next time you beep quietly.

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"Keep your voice down. Although my silly brother is a bit weak, he is not stupid."

Mo Sen punched the old demon. The smelly bird didn't know how loud his voice was, and his ears were buzzing.

Vincent's pace home has quickened. I'm so sorry for being so weak!

However, Mo Sen's beating also made his heart suddenly fall to the floor.

In the past six months, as my natural ability has become stronger and stronger, no one in the Naval Academy can be my opponent.

In addition, people around him continued to praise him, and some even called him a "little monster". Some people began to compare him with Mawson.

He has never wanted to live in the shadow of his brother, and now when people talk about him, they no longer call him Brother Moson.

Vincent, who had never enjoyed such treatment, naturally became proud.

Although he usually doesn't show it, it is undeniable that he is a little confused.

However, today's beating made him sober up. The monster Mawson is still a mountain that he cannot cross. What can he do even if he has the natural system?

It turns out that the famous thorn-headed Smog in the Navy is not of the natural type, and is now under Mawson's crotch... Bah, his men are trembling.

Therefore, let’s wait until I have completely caught up with Mo Sen to talk about all the nonsense.

According to Mo Sen's words, he just changed from a fifth-level fighter to a ten-year-old fighter.

They are all weaklings anyway!

You have to work harder, and you must give Mo Sen a good beating when he comes back.

Just one meal is enough!

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Three days is neither long nor short.

Before Mawson could get over the sense of accomplishment from educating his younger brother, it was time to take up his post.

Fortunately, the G-2 base is not too far away and can be reached in one day if the weather is favorable.

In the port of Marinefando, the sails of the Mawson were propped up. The wind from nature blew the canvas into a bulge, and the seemingly weak force pushed the warship out of the port.

Two tall figures, one tall and one short, stood side by side on the deck. The broad shawls of justice were like flying flags in the wind.

I don't know how long it took.

"Speaking of which, General Kuzan, aren't you asleep?"

Mawson looked at Admiral Kuzan, whose eyes were almost narrowed even when he was standing, and felt a little helpless to complain.

How sleep-deprived are you?

There isn't much nightlife and other entertainment activities in this world. Besides, you're still single in your late thirties, so you don't have to fight with anyone until dawn.

No wonder you will lose in a fight with Akainu in the future. It’s no wonder you’re so lazy and won’t lose now.

It’s no wonder that so many people in the World Government prefer Sakaski to be the marshal. Compared to his hard work and seriousness, Kuzan is a bit too lazy.

Although Kuzan was more supported by the soldiers below, the soldiers could not determine the promotion of the higher-ups.

In fact, one can imagine that Kuzan's attitude is naturally in opposition to the top leaders of the world government, and it is difficult to gain their support.

As for work, it's just an excuse.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

Kuzan raised his eyelids sleepily. He put his hand on the blindfold on his forehead and yawned: "Brother Mosen, you are wrong. I am not a person who likes to sleep in, yawn."

Looking at Mawson's obviously disbelieving look, Kuzan explained again.

"I must be too tired from dealing with things recently. It's so inhumane for Mr. Warring States to send me to do many things. I must ask him to give me a salary increase later."

I really trust your shoes.

If you want to say that Sakaski is a workaholic and overworked, I won't say anything.

Who in this department doesn’t know that Porusalino clocks in and clocks out on time and never works overtime, while Kuzan often disappears from sight.

Are you telling me now that you are too tired to deal with things?

Maybe the meaning expressed in Mawson's eyes was too obvious. Kuzan felt that it was unconvincing to dwell on this topic, so he changed the subject: "So, little brother Mawson, could you please repeat what you just said? I'm here."

Middle-aged people are always less energetic than you young people."

You are such a middle-aged person, how about you be in your prime when you are in your thirties?

Smoker, who was standing behind him, couldn't stand listening anymore. He turned around and walked to the side of the ship. He felt that the current pillars of the navy must be guys like this.

I am really worried about the future of the Navy.

"I have something to ask of General Kuzan. Didn't I get a Snow Fruit for my incompetent brother? As the lower fruit of the frozen fruit, I would like to ask General Kuzan to teach him when he has time."

Mawson did not expose Kuzan and expressed his inner thoughts.

"Oh, is that the little guy Vincent? News came out a few months ago. I didn't expect you, Mo Sen, to be able to find the natural system. It's really amazing." Kuzan sighed and agreed to Mo Sen's request, "Who?

Since I still owe you so many meals, I will take the time to train him."

Mawson was not surprised by Kuzan's answer. He actually had good relationships with many people in the Navy Headquarters.

Even though Sakaski and Mawson did not agree with some of his ideas and had some conflicts at the beginning, they still cannot fault his seriousness. Their relationship is not good now, but they are not antagonistic.

Needless to say, there is no need to talk about Kuzan, because the two have many similar personalities, and they were both trained by Zefa and Garp, so they naturally have topics to talk about, and their relationship has always been good.

Another general, Kizaru, because Mawson often went to the scientific army to fight in the autumn wind, he became quite familiar with him, and there was a vague sense of like-mindedness.

On the other hand, except for Garp, Crane, Kaji, Jizono and Flying Squirrel, the other lieutenant generals basically have nothing to do with each other.

"Drake, go to my office and give General Kuzan a gourd of the fine wine that the Royal Palace of Fishman Island gave me."

Mo Sen was never stingy with his own people. When he came back from the fish-man island, Zefa and Warring States sent a gourd of wine to him. Kuzan also just saw him today and happened to catch up with him.

After speaking, Mawson turned to Kuzan: "General Kuzan is very lucky. I think this wine has more taste than the 'Barcelona' royal wine."

Kuzan's eyes brightened. There was no man in the sea who didn't like wine, but as the navy's top combat force, they generally wouldn't go out of their way to pursue it.

However, since Mo Sen arrived at the headquarters, many people's appetites have been spoiled by his cunning guy.

The wine specially brewed by the royal family of Fish-Man Island usually has a hard time flowing to the surface of the sea, at least Kuzan has never drunk it.

Sometimes he had to lament that this guy Mo Sen's love of wine and meat had almost corrupted him.

Soon, Drake came out with a wine gourd. The gourd was neither big nor small, and could just hold 5 kilograms of wine.

Kuzan was not polite, took it from Drake, opened the lid, and a different fragrance hit his nostrils. If you are an alcoholic for many years, you will definitely take a sip at all costs.

After taking a gentle sip, Kuzan closed the lid with great satisfaction.

The wine gourd was tied with a red rope for a day, which was just enough to tie the wine gourd around my waist.

But Kuzan wouldn't do that. Just kidding, if a dignified navy admiral were like a pirate, the navy would lose its face.

"Brother Moson, you always have some unexpected good things in your hands. It's not easy to get such wine."

Needless to say, Kuzan was obviously very satisfied with this little gift from Mawson.

Mo Sen smiled and replied: "Haha, as long as you are satisfied, General Kuzan, good things are only fun if you share them with your friends."

For him, the most important thing in this world is to be happy. It would be best if he could make a few friends in the process and share the happiness together.

Kuzan is a boat that got off halfway.

That's right, he didn't send Mawson to the base to take up his post.

No one in the Navy has the dignity to be escorted by a general to take up the post of base commander, and Mawson is obviously no exception.

Kuzan happened to be going on some mission and caught a ride.

Watching Kuzan disappear on the sea on his bicycle, Mawson couldn't help but look envious. When would he be able to make waves like this on the sea?

What’s important is: Be awesome! Be awesome! Be awesome!

It's like Doflaming's Thread Fruit hanging on the clouds in the air, almost like flying.

However, it is estimated that a human fruit like myself can only be like them after awakening.

Take your time, there will be bread, and there will be bicycles.

One day I can row a boat without an oar and rely solely on the waves!