days in the world of pirates

On the training ground, Mawson stood with his knife put away. Opposite him was Drake, who was lying on the ground and completely unable to move.

It's not accurate to say this. To be precise, some parts of Drake's body were shaking like a conditioned reflex.

"Okay, let's stop practicing here today.

Who is that, yes, it’s you guys, I think you seem a bit idle, come on, I’ll also open a back door for you to increase your combat power.”

Except for Smoker, all the onlookers dispersed in a hurry.

Just kidding, Drake has already set an example in front of us, how can anyone still get on the pole and ask for torture?

It's okay to watch others get beaten, but forget it when it's your turn.

All the onlookers expressed that they did not want to be opened to the back door.

This battle, let's call it a battle, or a beating, lasted for more than an hour.

According to the length of actual combat in the past, this time is not too long.

However, in order for Drake to master and develop the fruit's ability as early as possible, Mawson's training was a bit intense and his tactics were a bit dark.

So Drake was treated a bit badly.

In the end, Drake reached his limit before reaching his target of $500.

However, I also roughly experimented with the effect of fruit abilities on myself.

And with its own development, it will become more and more powerful in the future.

Moson threw the wooden knife onto the knife rest, turned around and walked out of the training ground, not caring about these guys who ran away.

Well, anyway, a monk can't escape from the temple if he runs away.

It will all fall into your hands morning, noon and night.

"Two people, take Drake to the medical room and get him a set of big swords."

When passing by the door of the training room, Mawson asked the soldiers on duty to take care of Drake, who was unable to move.

The medical room has dedicated medical soldiers who provide a full massage package, which can ensure that the body recovers quickly after training and combat instead of allowing injuries to accumulate.

Beating people is not the purpose, let alone leaving hidden wounds by quickly mastering the fruit's ability.

On this point, Mawson has always been very measured.

At this time, the old demon circled in mid-air and landed on Mo Sen's shoulder. He tilted his head and looked at Mo Sen in a very unbeatable posture.

"Tsk, tsk, Moson boy, your attacks are getting darker and darker. Drake is a bit miserable. If you don't know, you might think he's cheating on you, quack quack."

boom!!

A heavy punch knocked the old demon from his shoulder to the ground, and Mo Sen took advantage of the situation and kicked him again.

"Old demon, you are getting more and more arrogant now. I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language."

Before the old demon could fly up from the ground, he was grabbed by Mo Sen's neck. Looking at Mo Sen's dangerous eyes, the old demon made a decisive choice.

"Ba Ba, that boy Drake just needs to train himself hard. Nothing can be done without polishing it. I think you did the right thing.

Of course, you have to be focused when you start. This is all for his own good. After all, a father's love knows no bounds.

Isn't there an old saying that says, if you can't beat someone to death, beat him to death, it's absolutely true."

Mo Sen didn't react at all, but Smoker next to him had black lines all over his head.

What about moral integrity?!

Forget it, they don't have such a thing.

Mo Sen punched the old demon again. This smelly bird has a 7-second memory. If it remembers whether to eat or not to fight, it won't take long before it will fly again.

Its life motto is: I am cheap, therefore I am.

No longer caring about this bitch, he turned to ask Smoker: "By the way, Smoker, do you have something to report? It's not a big deal, you can just decide."

Smoker took a puff of cigarette, inhaled it all into his lungs, and said: "It's not a matter of the base, it's a matter of the headquarters. Aren't you going to take a look at the graduation trial of this new recruit camp?"

Mo Sen was stunned for a moment. Recently, he had been paying attention to the issue about the trace of the golden lion, and he had actually forgotten about it.

He replied: "Well, there's nothing interesting to see. We are not short of people now, lest anyone say that all the good prospects in the new camp have been snatched away by me."

"What about Vincent?" Smoker asked.

Mo Sen looked at Smoker and hesitated, feeling a little strange. He always felt that this guy's expression was a little embarrassed?

"Him? He has nothing to worry about, right? As long as he is not under my command, it will be the same wherever he goes.

By the way, why do I always feel like you are hesitant? If you have anything to say, just say it, who of the two of us is following the other."

Smoker's face had a rare expression of embarrassment. He scratched his head with one hand and said, "Didn't Tina be transferred back to the Navy Headquarters to serve as a colonel? So?"

"Oh" Mo Sen made a long note and said interestingly: "Why do you suddenly care about this matter? It turns out that the beauty has a ball, but I am also friends with Tina, why is she doing this?

Don't come to me directly.

No, I have to ask her at the headquarters, by the way, are you guys having an affair now?"

Smoker jumped a little and stammered: "Hey, you bastard, don't talk nonsense, we are just friends.

It's all your lies, and it's being spread all over the headquarters now, and I haven't settled the score with you yet."

Smoker's face looked unnatural.

It was all this bastard Mo Sen who was talking blindly to the headquarters, and now the headquarters thought he was interested in Tina.

It would have been okay in the past, but the key point is that now Smoker doesn't know if he really has any other thoughts about Tina.

No, no, they are just friends.

It's all rumors created by Mohsen, well, that's it.

"So that's it." Moson's voice made Smoker want to hit someone.

"It's nothing, so why are you so nervous?"

Smoker said harshly: "Who is nervous?"

"Tina Tina, there are melons and melons, Smog chats online, quack quack."

The old demon flapped its wings and shouted at the top of his voice.

Smoker's face turned green, and he wished he could punch this man and give him a severe lesson.

The gossip between him and Tina was all thanks to these two fuckers.

If he hadn't been able to beat Mawson.

He must beat his father until he doesn't even recognize him.

boom!!

Mo Sen lightly punched the old demon on the head and scolded: "What nonsense are you telling the truth? Didn't you see that Smoker is still here?"

The corners of Smoker's mouth twitched a few times, and he almost bit the cigar in pieces.

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business." Mawson stopped removing the skin, lest Smoker would become angry.

"Although I really want to help you and Tina, it seems there is no chance.

I have asked General Kuzan to teach Vincent, so for the time being he will have to study with General Kuzan for a period of time."

Smoker suddenly realized that Snow Fruit was the inferior fruit of Admiral Kuzan's Frozen Fruit, so it was perfect for him to teach him.

But, to be honest, this guy Moson really loves his only family member very much.

He still acted like he didn't care.

Duplicitous guy.

"Well, there is no other way. With the guidance of General Kuzan, I think Vincent will soon become a powerful navy." Smog was a little regretful that he could not help Tina, but for Vincent,

It's the best place to go.

There may be no more suitable place in the entire Navy.

Mo Sen apologized: "Then remember to say sorry to Tina. To be honest, I didn't expect that boy to be so popular."

Smoker pouted.

Please put away your old father's happy smile when you say this.

Powerful natural elements are extremely rare to begin with, and with your perverted teachings.

Isn't it normal to have a little abnormality?

With your example in front, others will definitely find a way to bring such a guy under their fleet.

This is just the beginning.

Sure enough, many fleet officers and base commanders called here one after another.

Asking about Vincent in a circumstantial way.

Mohsen also responded one by one. He did not expect that Vincent was more popular than himself.

This is actually his own illusion.

A natural ability user is certainly worth fighting for, but the main thing is that he is the monster in front of him. Who knows if Vincent will become the next monster.

These things are just trivial matters to Mawson, and his eyes are still on the whereabouts of the golden lion.

It's just that after searching for so long, he still couldn't find any trace of the other party, which he felt a little incomprehensible.

Later, I slowly thought about it. After all, I am not the Pig's Knuckle Team. All incidents happened to them on the pole.

After all, the Golden Lion was a person who once stood at the top of the world. It is impossible for such a person to have insufficient IQ.

Except for Luffy, who has no brains, all these guys have their own plans.

Is there any simple person who can achieve this level?

After understanding these, Mawson was not too anxious to find traces of the other party.

As long as that guy still wants to carry out his big plan in the East China Sea, there will always be times when his flaws are revealed.

With the entire Navy as his backing, Mawson is very confident.