days in the world of pirates

A moist sea breeze with the fresh smell of sea salt blew by, and I don't know who's mind was soothed.

Boya Hancock's body regained consciousness.

But she didn't want to move at all at this time. After nearly a year, Hancock thought that with her hard work and talent, she might be able to achieve the same strength as this bastard Vice Admiral.

But unexpectedly, the gap in strength did not narrow, but instead grew wider.

The scene just now had a big impact on her.

This woman, who was usually very arrogant but actually had a weak heart, had a crack in the hard shell she was wrapped in.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Hancock's mouth, and his whole person looked a little sad.

She looked at the back in front of her, came back to her senses and said angrily: "Asshole Marine, I haven't lost to you yet, don't be too arrogant."

Mo Sen had already walked in front of Drake and Xun, and suddenly paused.

My aura is broken and I can no longer pretend.

Mawson handed the delicate box in his hand to Drake, then turned to look at Hancock who was gritting his teeth.

By the way, what's going on with you?

I originally wanted to just pretend and leave, but maybe there was still a fight.

"Girls, don't always think about fighting. Also, if there is a gap, you have to admit it and catch up in the future." Mo Sen said as if he remembered something, patted his head and continued: "Oh, I forgot.

It’s a bit difficult to catch up with a man like me who is a pushover, so it’s better not to target me so as not to be too hard hit.”

Seeing Mawson's expression of needing a beating, Hancock couldn't help but want to step up and step on that hateful face.

Well, especially when one of my shoes is completely useless.

Hancock was now standing on the broken deck with his bare feet. If his perfect bare feet met a man with a certain fetish, he would immediately jump on them and lick them non-stop.

Ahem... let's get down to business.

The remaining rationality prevented her from taking any action. What she blurted out just now was just because she couldn't help but see his arrogance, so she couldn't help but say it.

Holding back his anger, Hancock said: "Even if you are a vice admiral, you cannot rob the property belonging to the Shichibukai. The pirate just now gave everything to me."

Hancock didn't actually care about an animal-type Devil Fruit, but he just couldn't swallow it no matter what.

Mo Sen shook his head. This arrogant woman seemed to be used to being self-centered.

He said: "It seems that you haven't understood some truth. This is my territory. I don't mind if you plunder outside my jurisdiction. After all, this is a privilege given to you by the world government.

I don’t even care if you took away the trophies that belonged to the navy before, but you have to understand...

These things essentially belong to the navy. You can only ask for them if they are given to you. If they are not given to you, they are not yours.

This time my soldiers have no casualties so I won’t argue with you. I may not be so easy to talk to next time.”

Hancock's expression turned ugly. No one had ever dared to speak to her like this since she became the empress of Nine Snakes Island.

"You bastard, how dare you be so rude to me..."

"According to the rules of the sea, the strong have all the say, right?" Mawson interrupted Hancock.

After these words were spoken, the empress did not speak again.

In this sea, weakness is the original sin.

"Besides," Mawson glanced at Hancock's bare feet, "I was merciful just now, you know."

Hancock didn't know what he was thinking of, and his face turned red.

Mo Sen did hold back her hand just now, otherwise she might not be able to save her right foot in the end.

"Hmph, I have written down what you said today. Don't be too arrogant. I will definitely defeat you later. Let's see how arrogant you are."

Hancock left a harsh word and pointed. The huge snake stretched its head to the pirate ship.

Then she jumped up and stood on the snake's head, still arrogantly flipping her long, straight black hair, leaving a beautiful back view for Mo Sen.

"I won't tell you whether you can beat me or not. Remember to change into a pair of jeans next time, otherwise you will be exposed easily..."

Mawson's faint voice came from behind, causing Hancock to slip and almost fall on the snake's head.

Her voice was a little angry: "Oh, you stinky man, there is no good thing."

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There was some silence on the deck for a while, and Mawson lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he said quietly: "Pure white lace."

??

Xun looked confused and didn't understand what Mo Sen was talking about.

Drake moved away from the delicate box containing the Devil Fruit that caught his eye, looked at Mawson and said, "Sir, what are you talking about?"

Mawson reacted, looked at Derek and said, "Hancock said just now that none of you men are good."

Derek was speechless. What he said was as if you were not a man.

"Sir is also a man," he said.

"No, I'm not, I'm different from you." Mo Sen's tone was simple, full of a feeling of being in a high place, "I am a male god!"

Pooh!!

Derek curled his lips and cursed him in his mind, but now was not the time to worry about it.

He handed the wooden box in his hand to Mawson: "Sir..."

"You don't have to give it to me. We have made rules before. Whoever captures it belongs to whom. It belongs to you." Moson interrupted.

"But, I think..."

"There is no need to ask for anything, and there is no need to think blindly. This fruit is yours, and no one can take it away."

"Can you let me finish what I'm saying? I mean, you're well-informed and can you help me find out what kind of fruit it is." Drake finished the sentence in one breath, fearing that he would be interrupted by Mawson again.

Really, I can’t even finish my words.

Mo Sen was stunned for a moment, twitching the corner of his mouth, and then said calmly: "Let's go back and talk."

In the Navy G-2 branch fortress, Moson returned with his people.

Although he has never read the Devil Fruit Manual, it is not a big problem for him.

He took a photo of the fruit and sent it back to the headquarters. If this had ever appeared before, he would definitely find it out soon.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the news to come.

Just like Mawson's guess, this fruit was the one that Drake would eat later.

…

A large training room at the base.

Mawson handed the Devil Fruit to Drake and said, "Now that you have made your decision, this fruit belongs to you."

Mawson had already told Drake about the fruit's ability, and he didn't hesitate. It could become stronger and its small weaknesses could be completely ignored.

Drake took the fruit and took a bite. His originally calm face now became distorted.

The taste is so disgusting that whoever eats it knows it.

"You have to eat them all, Drake, otherwise no one can guarantee whether your abilities will be intact." Mawson gloated.

However, Derek no longer had the time to distinguish Mawson's tone. He ate the whole fruit into his mouth, and at this time, he was holding his throat and retching.

It took me a long time to suppress this smell.

"Haha, you only need to eat one bite of the Devil Fruit, but the rest will have no effect."

Derek's face darkened.

Damn, this commander is so mean.

I really want to beat him up, but forget it, I can’t beat him anyway, just pretend I didn’t hear him.

But, so angry!

Who will punish him?