days in the world of pirates

Not long after time passed, Smoker also returned to the base.

"Moson, you bastard, you still know how to come back to the base. Do you know how long it has been since you came back? People who don't know think I am the commander of the base."

As soon as he saw Mawson, Brother Smoker became very angry.

I really believed your evil deeds at first, but you led me into a trap.

I know you, this bastard, have no good intentions.

What he said at first was nice, and he tricked me into going to bed...bah, bah, bah, he changed after he was tricked into getting on the boat.

We promised to drive and fly with me, and we would walk together on the road to becoming strong, but I didn’t expect that you would take a detour halfway.

However, Smoker also knew that the crazy fighting and training in the past six months had improved his strength a lot, and he had officially entered a bottleneck period.

It will take time to polish next.

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The same is true for Mawson now. His improvement in strength has slowed down a lot over the past six months.

In a short period of time, general-level strength will no longer be considered.

Because from now on, whether it’s the unlocking of fruit abilities, the mastery of two-color domineering energy, or even the breakthrough of sword skills, it’s all a matter of time and effort.

"Well, Smoker, don't worry about those details. Whoever follows the other brother, what's mine is yours. You see, you already have the appearance of a base commander. If you are promoted to other bases in the future, you will be familiar with it."

Mawson hugged Smoker's shoulders affectionately. Now he is 20 centimeters taller than Smoker, almost a head taller. He is no longer the little kid in front of Smoker.

"Haha, I believe you, you fooled me like this back then."

Smoker sneered, unmoved.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Mo Sen looked at Smoker in surprise, with an expression as if he had been greatly wronged: "Brother Smoker, I didn't expect you to look at me like this. Is it possible that you have made little progress in the past six months?

You know, the first friend I met in this department is you.

How can it be called cheating between friends? I do these things for your own good.

You are heartless."

Mawson's expression turned sad at the end, causing Smoker, who was holding his arm around his shoulders, to get goosebumps all over his body.

Following Smoker were soldiers from two units directly under Xunhe.

Except for Xun Zai, who was holding his knife and seemed not to have heard Mo Sen's words, the other two soldiers had black lines on their foreheads.

It hurts the eyes.

They were helpless when they encountered such a commander. They wouldn't be silenced by the Lieutenant General when they returned home, right?&1t;i>&1t;/i>

It's really hard for Brigadier General Smoker and Lieutenant Colonel Drake.

Smoker quickly shook off Mawson's arm, walked three meters away from Mawson, then looked at him and said, "Speak nicely, tell me, what do you want to do?"

Mo Sen chuckled: "You know me, Smog, I just have some clues when I come back this time. I will go out after checking the information..."

"So, what you're saying is that you're going to be missing for a while again?" Smoker interrupted Mawson with disgust, and gave him a look to let him understand.

"Ahem...how can I call it missing? I am also doing this to eliminate unstable factors in the jurisdiction. Everything is to maintain social stability, make the island harmonious, prosperous and democratic, and everything is for the justice of the navy."

Mawson behaved confidently, which is good. Attacking the dark world can curb some turbulent events.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

As for revenge, for someone as generous as himself, of course he would choose...the sooner the better.

Otherwise, it would not be good to let the other party live in fear all the time.

You see, I am such a handsome guy who always thinks of others, who is not self-interested but who only benefits others.

Smoker was speechless. You are talking about the justice of the navy. What else can I say?

"as long as you are happy!"

In fact, with the current situation of the G-2 base, there is no need for the base commander to be in charge of the base at any time.

Just like old man Garp, when he was the base commander, he would occasionally go out for a while.

The higher the level of strength in the navy, the more personality they have. Many times the personality of the commander will be reflected in the entire base of soldiers.

Mawson is just too lazy to deal with all kinds of documents. This kind of thing already gave him enough headaches in his previous life, and he doesn't want to waste time on it every day now.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

He is still very responsible for improving the strength of the base soldiers.

In this aspect, he is almost modeled after Old Man Garp.

"Haha, you are indeed reliable. Come on, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Mawson smiled and put his hand on Smoker's shoulder again.

Smoker glanced at him, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said disgustedly: "Come on, we are going to the cafeteria to eat, why do you need to treat me?"

"That's different. Am I not expressing my sincerity?"

The two soldiers behind them followed them leisurely. When the two looked at each other, they could see the smile in each other's eyes.

After experiencing the previous chief, they understood how valuable the current chief was.

Although he is out of tune most of the time, he can always give people a strong sense of security at critical moments.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

It is a rare blessing for people like them to have such a commander.

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Because of its unique location and role, the Chambord Islands have had extraordinary strategic significance for hundreds of years.

Imagine that such an important location cannot be occupied even by the nearby Navy Headquarters.

You can imagine the complexity here.

The Navy and the World Government only occupy ten areas, while the Lawless Zone occupies 29 areas. Not to mention that after the major incident, almost the entire island became a lawless zone.

This also reflects the navy's weak control over this sea.

If there was no Mawson.

More than a year ago, Mawson spent half a year in the Chambord Islands, killing pirates here, and the economy of the island declined to varying degrees due to the lack of pirates.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

After all, Mawson left here and went to cause trouble in the new world.

Over the past year or so, the island has quickly returned to its original state.

Among them, the Tianlong people contributed a lot.

Mawson and his troops were stationed here for almost half a year, destroying the slave business.

You must know that slaves are consumables in the hands of the Celestial Dragons, and they will be disposed of casually if they are not used to their satisfaction.

There were no new slaves for half a year, which made the number of slaves in their hands also stretched.

For more than a year, they have not been able to repurchase several batches, which has caused the slave business on the island to revive again.

Not all navies dare to offend the Celestial Dragons like this iron-headed boy like Mo Sen.

So I can only turn a blind eye.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

It can be seen from various things that the Tianlong people are actually the biggest cancer in the world, but they also have the most noble status.

I have to say, this is really a huge irony.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Mawson now. He is not a saint who is seeking political power in his position. There are so many miserable people in this world, so he can't control them all one by one.

Sorry, he, Mo Sen, is just a person without any big ambitions and can only sweep the snow in front of his house.

Originally, after taking revenge, his pursuit was to eat and play.

It's powerful now. You can eat and play with it after you become stronger.

If you want to ask what the difference is, isn't it obvious? This way, you won't be afraid of being beaten to death while eating the Overlord Meal.

Ahem...just a joke, the main thing is that only strong people have the capital to make waves.

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Under the huge mangrove with the 13gr logo is Xia Qi's rip-off bar. As a place that specializes in reselling information, the news here is relatively reliable.

Snakes have their nests, and rats have their paths.

There are always many areas that the navy's intelligence network cannot cover. At this time, you need to rely on these guys who specialize in reselling information.

During the half year he stayed here, Mawson bought information from here. Otherwise, how could he always know the news about the pirates one step ahead?

This time, after more than a year, Mawson set foot in this place again.

Mawson came here without any fanfare. He wore casual clothes and a peaked cap on his head.

The long sword turned into its true form and was carried behind his back. If you didn't identify it carefully, you wouldn't be able to recognize it as his sword [Yogei] at a glance.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

There are advantages and disadvantages to having such an image in a lawless area. The advantage is that no one will know about his appearance here.

The downside is that you will be targeted by some slave traders.

Well, there are always some unlucky guys who want to die, and Mawson has no choice but to send them to hell to repent.

Seeing that the tavern still had the same decoration as before, Moson opened the door and walked in.

In the tavern, Xia Qi still looked the same as she did more than a year ago, with short black hair and a cigarette in her mouth.

Even the clothes are the same style as before.

The only difference was that she was not the only one in the tavern. On the sofa near the window of the tavern, an old man with white hair was sitting there with his back to the door.

In his hand was a two-and-a-half-packed iron wine bottle, and it looked like he had drunk more than half of it.

My pupils contracted. I didn't expect that I hadn't met this old guy here for half a year before, but now I met him by chance.

Mo Sen withdrew his gaze and walked straight to the bar.

Because of the backlight, Xia Qi did not recognize Mo Sen at first sight.

However, having a customer at her door was obviously very happy for her, who made a living by intelligence and extortion.

"Welcome, guest, what do you want to order?"

"Hey haha, long time no see, Aunt Xia Qi." Mo Sen walked to the bar, took off his hat and put it next to him to say hello to Xia Qi.

"Give me a glass of juice."

When Xia Qi saw the person coming, a smile appeared on her face.

"It turns out to be Brother Moson. It's been a long time since we last met. Wait a moment, the juice will be here soon."

Hearing the familiar greetings from Mo Sen and Xia Qi, the old man sitting by the window drinking finally turned around.

A pair of rimless round glasses, a scar on his right eye, and a beard on his chin to create a very unique look.

When he saw Mo Sen's appearance, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, here's an incredible guy, the Navy's youngest monster vice-admiral, Alpha Mawson."

Mo Sen secretly thought that it was indeed this old guy.

Of course, there was no timidity on his face: "I don't dare to take this seriously. After all, the person in front of me is the legendary figure, the right hand of the Pirate King, 'Pluto' Silbarz Rayli!"