days in the world of pirates

Mawson did not wait too long. In about half an hour, a round meat ball opened the door of the port office first, and then Luo and his party filed in.

It could be seen that Luo was still a little uneasy about this sudden meeting. His face was expressionless and he didn't even notice that he turned around when he walked in.

Mawson's face has not changed much from before. I have to say that this is really a good fruit, but it is already worth it in terms of maintaining his appearance.

In the previous life, even if such a fruit only had this effect, I don't know how many people would have lost everything for it.

Luo is obviously different from the little one in his original memory.

Nowadays, he is over 1.9 meters tall and still has a thin figure. He wears a sweatshirt and black pants. His sleeves are rolled up to reveal tattoos on his arms, especially the letters of death on his fingers, which are very pretentious.

No matter how you look at the black eyeliner, it is the image of a bad young man.

Oh, okay, the black eyeliner is not for painting, but it is probably due to the buff that comes with kidney deficiency.

Standing up, Mo Sen walked towards Luo. At this time, Luo's face was a little stiff, his body was moving a little, and he didn't know how to place his arms, which looked very awkward.

I have obviously rehearsed the scene of meeting again countless times in my mind, but when it comes to it, I don't know what to do.

Luo's heart was broken!

What was even more devastating was that Mo Sen actually walked up to him and rubbed his black and white spotted velvet hat, and then said with a look of disgust: "Yes, he has grown up, but it is a pity that he is a bit disabled. This body is too weak, Luo

Boy, are you a big sword every day?"

Luo slapped Mawson's palm away, his face turned red, and he gave him a middle finger.

This bastard obviously regarded him as that childless child.

You know, he is 22 years old now, and he is no longer the little carrot head he was before.

Luo said angrily: "Damn it, you bastard, don't touch my head, I tell you I'm not a child anymore!

Also, who do you think would be like you, thinking about the big sword every day?"

"Yo ho ho..."

Mo Sen smiled, looking like he deserved a beating, "Only children will keep emphasizing that they have grown up and keep distinguishing these things. Adults like others to look at them as younger. Of course, I am talking about age. This is true.

Luo, don’t you even know?”

"And shouldn't you be more polite when treating your former benefactor? As expected, you are still as unlovable as before!"

Mo Sen flicked his fingers, and his domineering and armed fingers flicked on Luo's outstretched middle finger.

"Ah...it hurts..."

Luo screamed in pain and pulled back his finger. His middle finger was swollen like a carrot.

In anger, he said something he deeply regretted: "Asshole, I'm going to duel with you!"

"Okay, okay, no one has challenged me recently, and I'm just a little bored. I don't know how you want to duel? Otherwise, whoever loses will dress up as a woman for a day."

Mo Sen looked at Luo happily and clapped his hands happily.

We haven’t seen each other for so many years, young man. I didn’t expect your courage to become so commendable. I admire your behavior of seeking death.

Luo regretted his words as soon as he said them. With this bastard's current strength, how could he challenge him?

Luo is not the one-minded guy like Luffy, who dares to act recklessly against anyone, and can always get past him at critical moments.

Having joined the Don Quixote family since he was a child, his understanding of the world is definitely better than most people's. The more he does this, the more he understands what kind of monsters the world's top combat powers are.

Undoubtedly, Mawson is one of these monsters.

And how is it possible to do something like women’s clothing?

It is impossible to dress up as a woman, even if you beat her to death!

Just imagine yourself wearing a pink dress, it's really eye-catching.

Luo couldn't help but shuddered when he thought of that scene.

This bastard wants to trick me as soon as we meet him. It's a shame that I still look forward to meeting him so much.

"Huh? Mr. Luo, did you already imagine such a scene just now? Gee, I didn't expect you to be like this, Luo."

"I didn't, you bastard!"

Fortunately, the white bear Beibo helped Luo out. He stood next to Luo, looking like a giant white bear doll. At 2.4 meters tall, he was more than ten centimeters taller than Mawson.

"Brother Mosen, long time no see. Bebo misses you very much."

Only then did Mo Sen let Luo go. He looked at Bebo and Xia Qipeijin who were standing next to him. He smiled and stepped forward and patted their shoulders: "Long time no see. Bebo, you have grown so tall.

Especially Bei Bo, you look very strong and reliable! Don't be like that guy, with his thin appearance and dark circles under his eyes, someone who doesn't know better might think he has kidney deficiency."

As he spoke, Mo Sen didn't forget to curl his lips at Luo, and it was obvious that someone was talking about him.

Luo Leng snorted and turned his head away from looking at him, looking cold and arrogant.

Such a scene reminded him of the time he spent with Mawson. They were always like this at that time. Now that he thinks about it, it's really heartwarming... what the hell!

After all these years, this guy hasn't changed at all, he's still the same bastard!

It's really unfair. I gave him such a good-looking appearance and made him so powerful. I don't know when my own strength will be enough to...well, catch up with him.

The others behind Luo also saw Mawson for the first time. They were initially a little scared as pirates, but when they saw the familiar faces of Mawson, the captain, and Bebo, they became excited.

Especially after Mo Sen nodded to them, his excitement was beyond words.

Regardless of his camp status, Mawson is definitely the number one idol of young people in the world, and no one can shake him.

Even as a pirate, most people are in awe of Mawson and wonder what it would be like if they could be as strong as him.

If you can communicate face to face like this, it won't be a problem for you to be able to play for several years.

The fat tax collector's office was not originally small, but after more than ten people squeezed in, it still seemed a little too crowded.

After the greetings, Mo Sen said with a smile: "As expected, I still need to find a quieter place to have a drink. It's not good to always occupy other people's places."

A big meatball came out of nowhere. His smiling face made it hard to make people feel bad: "It's okay, it's okay. It's an honor for me to have Mr. Mosen and Mr. Luo appear here. They will make this place full of glory. From now on,

This office of mine will surely become one of the most beautiful places in the kingdom.

I know a place that is very quiet and will not be disturbed by others. If Lord Moson and Sir Luo have no objections, I will take you two there."

I have to say that a fat man with a modest background has a way of achieving this position. Considering his level of speaking, he should achieve such a position.

Moreover, the young king of this country is also very sensible and has never appeared. He has a wink and does not disturb them at this time.

Mo Sen nodded: "Then I'll trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble. To tell you the truth, you are my most respected idol. Being able to serve you is like a blessing from my ancestors' graves. I don't know how many lifetimes of cultivation I have."

Don't care if it's sincerity or something else, at least Moson was very comfortable being photographed.

Otherwise, why would there be so many people who would flatter me? Who wouldn’t want to hear good things?

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Badlirad is indeed quiet in the morning. Except for a few people who have to go to work at this time, the most walking people on the street are soldiers and police patrolling.

The fastest means of transportation on the road is the tram, which is the main means of transportation for this big city with a permanent population of more than one million.

Of course, that is relative to civilians.

Most nobles travel by tram. They are not in a hurry and can freely enjoy the spacious and comfortable carriage.

You don’t have to squeeze into a smelly tram like ordinary people.

The fat tax collector's home is located near the pier, so his means of transportation is two legs. Of course, considering his size, it may be three.

Naturally, he would not let Mo Sen and others take the tram. The carriage that sent Luo and his group over was still parked and waiting.

It’s hard to believe that steam-powered trains have existed for a long time. Even Mawson’s Mawson was converted to steam power. Most places in the world still use this simple means of transportation.

This is actually not surprising.

This world is open and blocked. It is difficult for this kind of technology to spread across the ocean, let alone the thankless effort of someone to study tools such as cars that can travel on the ground.

Because more than 90% of the world is ocean, most countries generally only have a population of more than 100,000, and a country with tens or even millions is considered a big country.

There are even only tens of thousands of people in many countries, and with the exploitation of the Celestial Dragons and nobles, trying to develop something similar to a car is nothing more than a dream.

Mohsen and Luo were brought to a four-horse luxury carriage by the fat tax officer. Even the wheels of the large, luxurious and comfortable carriage were made of elastic rubber tires and seemed to have shock absorbers.

"Your Excellency, please get in the car. Your Excellency Luo's team will follow in other carriages."

Class is everywhere. In fact, if Luo hadn't made such a great contribution to the kingdom, he wouldn't be qualified to sit in this carriage. This is the kingdom's highest-standard carriage and has just been dispatched.

As for other pirate members, they can only take another carriage.

Luo's expression was a little unnatural. His body and heart refused at this time. He always felt that something bad would happen if he was in the same car with this bastard.

"Boy Luo, you're not scared anymore and don't dare to ride in the same car with me, are you? Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're called this year's new star, isn't it a lie?"

"Humph, who says I don't dare? I just don't want to sit in the same car with you."

With that said, Luo got in directly through the opened car door, crossed his arms and sat down in a corner.

Mo Sen smiled and sat down together, not forgetting to tell the fat tax collector: "Fat man, please remember to find someone to look after my flying fish and birds for me. Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. Don't worry, Lord Moson. I will have your birds and fish taken good care of and will definitely make them comfortable."

Mohsen: "..."

Although there is nothing wrong with what you said, I always feel that something is not right.

What's wrong?

(I’ll give you a chapter first. I’m not sure if I can write 10,000 words today because I have to work overtime later, but I can guarantee at least two updates of 6,000 to 7,000 words.

Also...continue to ask for votes as usual~Thank you, hmm!)