days in the world of pirates

When one party's reasoning is difficult to explain to the other party, it is best to use physical persuasion.

Mawson didn't know who said this, but he knew it made sense.

This trick is very effective, and Mawson has tried it himself.

So he would suggest that Whitebeard and Shanks also use this method.

But of course not on the Beluga, let alone the Beluga, there is no ship in the world that can withstand the torment of Whitebeard and Red.

Obviously, Whitebeard and Red rejected such a suggestion.

Of course it was impossible for Whitebeard and Red to fight again, especially in front of an admiral.

Although they were unhappy with each other just now, they had already stabbed each other.

Whitebeard glanced at Mo Sen twice, and then gave a sideways glance: "I don't have that much free time to teach this brat who doesn't understand the rules, but I pay a lot of attention to you, a navy brat. I have listened to your affairs over the years.

My ears are almost calloused."

There may be a shortage of other things around Whitebeard, even the potion to maintain his body may be missing, but the only thing that is indispensable is wine. After drinking what Red brought, there is also his own. While he watched Mawson speak,

The other side didn't forget to drink it hard for a few sips.

"Tons, tons, tons..."

"Not only the original newspaper news, but also the proud and stupid son I newly acquired. He is not a convincing character, but every time I talk about you, that kind of demeanor will not be fake. I have always wanted to see it.

Let’s see what magical place you have.”

The interesting look Whitebeard looked at Mawson proved that what he said was true.

"A few years ago, I had this idea after you fought that arrogant bastard lion and sent him to Impel Down.

I didn’t expect that you would show up openly on my territory today, it’s really arrogant.”

Mo Sen was a little stunned. There was something wrong with the plot!

Why did it happen to me all of a sudden?

He is just an enthusiastic spectator passing by to eat melon. The most he can do now is make comments. Why does he still feel like he is looking for trouble?

Also, why did I feel like the old man Whitebeard seemed a little jealous when he mentioned Ace just now?

Shanks also gave Mawson a gloating expression. Based on his understanding of this bastard, Mawson, his words just now definitely had no good intentions.

Are you shooting yourself in the foot now?

Deserve it!!

"So, navy kid, let me try your skills! I also want to see if the teacher that my proud son has always admired is qualified!"

Whitebeard's powerful aura was pressing towards Mawson, as if he was about to attack in the next moment.

Mohsen was speechless.

Hey hey hey, director, did you give me the wrong script for Whitebeard?!

Although he knew that he was handsome and envied by others, especially guys like Whitebeard, after all, he had a new son that he was satisfied with and always admired others.

It's just that there's no need to take action.

Mo Sen felt the powerful aura of Whitebeard and his overbearing look, and just felt...

So high!!

Mawson, who has been fighting for two or three years, can be said to be a long-term warrior at this time. After all, his battle with Hancock is on another level. Although the two people's fighting moves are important, what is more important is their physical strength and some...

Special skills.

Fighting is not the same as fighting!

Mawson has lived in this world for more than ten or twenty years, and many of his habits have been deeply rooted in his bones.

For example, fighting.

Well, what Mawson is talking about is a real fist-to-knife fight, and there is no other extended meaning!

In fact, fighting basically runs through the life of a man in this world, whether he is a pirate, a navy, or even an ordinary person.

Since Mawson returned to the Navy Headquarters, apart from using his own fruits and sword skills, he rarely used combat power with the same level as himself.

And his favorite sparring opponent, Kuzan, is rarely able to compete with him because he often goes out on missions.

After all, the people under his command, including Xun and Ain, and even Anilu, who has become much stronger now, are far behind him.

Even if several people join forces, it will be difficult for him to feel that kind of tension.

But it's completely different for Whitebeard now. The old guy in front of him, who relies on potions every day to maintain his health, now still holds the title of the strongest man in the world.

When his domineering look came towards Mo Sen, the trembling feeling in Mo Sen's body passed through his body almost instantly, and his blood also became a little boiling under such stimulation.

Mohsen was a little excited, and his eyes even brightened a few degrees.

For the current Mawson, he also needs a worthy opponent to test the results of his practice in the past two years. He must know that he has not slacked off in the past two years compared to before.

In terms of opponents, is there anyone in the world who is more suitable than Whitebeard, who is known as the 'World's Strongest Man'?

Even if it is impossible for the two of them to fight to the death, but...

It would be nice to just have some fun with each other!

"Oh haha, speaking of which, I have been a close friend of you, Whitebeard, for a long time. After all, ever since I became sensible, the most terrifying name in the world has been you!

At that time, I was thinking about when I could do this."

Mo Sen's aura also rose. Although he didn't have the overlord look, it didn't matter. Didn't the other three generals also lack the overlord look?

Overlord color is not a criterion for judging whether a person is strong or not. Otherwise, there would be many people with Overlord color in the New World, but there would only be a few who could compete with Mo Sen and the others in terms of combat power.

Apart from anything else, Doflamingo also has an overlord look, isn't he also a younger brother to him?

Well, I accidentally dragged Ming Ge to whip the corpse again.

This is not a good habit, he wants to...forget it, Doflamingo doesn't know anyway!

Mawson's height was only a little over one-third of Whitebeard's height of 6.66, but he seemed to be a little more generous at this time, especially since his tone was not timid at all. He turned around, shook his head and sighed:

"It's a pity that you are old now and still suffering from injuries. If you could be a few decades younger, maybe I would be more excited."

The subtext is naturally that today’s white beards are somewhat unsightly…

Whitebeard's eyes narrowed, and his aura became more dangerous. He glared at Mo Sen, and the knife in his hand turned several times, and the cold light almost blinded the man's eyes.

The rotating knife seemed to split the air. Suddenly, the light of the knife stagnated, and then the brighter light of the knife moved with extremely terrifying wind pressure!

"Don't be too arrogant, navy brat, I'm a white beard!"

As he finished speaking, the knife that was much taller than Mo Sen was lifted up by Whitebeard and chopped off on Mo Sen's head.

There was also a ball of white light gathered on the broad blade of the sword. Compared with the sword slashed at Shanks just now, this sword obviously had more strength put into it.

That ball of white light was a manifestation of Whitebeard's already peaked power of the Shock Fruit.

You know, with Whitebeard's current body, using such a fruit ability will undoubtedly make his physical injuries more serious, but what Mawson just said stimulated him, and he must give this kid a good look no matter what.

This kind of ability is also valued by this navy brat. After all, this guy has shown great strength during the battle between the two.

Mo Sen also did not dodge. He touched his hand to his waist and the old demon was pulled out. Mo Sen, in a rare move, held the handle of the knife with both hands and slashed away with the knife in White Beard's hand.

Compared with Whitebeard's knife, the old demon in Mo Sen's hand is more like a toy, but the sharp aura on it is not inferior to Whitebeard's knife at all.

After all, this is a powerful demon sword that is as strong as Hawkeye's supreme sharp sword!

The old demon's purple-black blade has a halo of light flowing on it. Not only is Mosen's ability attached to it, but his weapon color is also covered on it.

It sounds frivolous on the surface, but Mawson was almost at full strength against this sword.

joke!

The man opposite him is a man with white beard who has been known as the strongest man in the world for decades. It is too much to deal with him with all his strength.

If his actions were as frivolous as his tone, it would not only show disrespect for Whitebeard, but also an insult to himself.

Strategically, despise the enemy, and tactically, attach importance to the enemy.

This is what great men have said long ago.

But those who are arrogant usually don't end well.

Buzz!!

Two blades of different sizes and shapes, but equally sharp and powerful, collided together.

An invisible wave spread out in all directions. It seemed that there was no dazzling light group, no strong explosive air flow, and even the wave between the hands seemed a little gentle.

But 'Red' Shanks had to take out his long sword and use his momentum to hold it in front of him, which is enough to illustrate the power of this collision.

There seemed to be a sound of something cracking, and irregular cracks appeared between the three people.

The air was like a mirror, with countless holes suddenly cracking through it, and countless irregular cracks like spider webs appearing in the air.

There seemed to be black lightning flashing in the middle of the crack, as fast as an illusion.

The cracks spread to all directions, but in the blink of an eye they filled the space above the Beluga. Invisible waves spread out, stirring the distant wind, clouds and sea surface.

The sky is cracked and the waves are roaring!

This time the two people's slashes actually looked more terrifying than the collision between Whitebeard and Shanks just now. This was not because Mawson was stronger than Shanks at this time, but because the strength they used when they struck was more terrifying.

It was much more abundant just now.

As for the combat power, you have to actually fight it to know it!

But this situation was enough to frighten everyone except the three people in front of them.

Especially the people on Whitebeard's ship. Although they had seen the power of the fight between Whitebeard and Red before, the power of the fight between Mawson and Whitebeard still surprised them.

"That's... dad's ability. The air in such a large area can be cracked. This is already close to the power of dad's full attack. Isn't this young-tongued admiral not weaker than dad at all?"

"It's really scary. There are three such people in the Navy!"

"No, look at the deck under their feet. Hong and Mawson are still a little worse than dad."

Marco is not only the strongest, he is also much more careful than others.

He observed that where Mawson and Red were standing just now, the cracks on the deck were more detailed and wider than where Whitebeard was standing.

Of course, this difference is not actually obvious.

Especially when Whitebeard still has a huge height advantage.

The people on the red boat were also talking non-stop. Compared to the people on the white beard boat, they were more familiar with Mawson and paid more attention to him.

It's just that every time I meet this guy's progress, I feel a little jealous and helpless.

"Well, Brother Mo Sen is getting more and more powerful and domineering. I really miss the time when I first met him!"

Lucky Lu couldn't help but sigh as he chewed the roast meat in his mouth.

He still remembered that when he first met Moson, everyone was at most surprised by his good looks and his desire for strength and hard work.

But now, his strength has grown to the point where they need to look up to him.

And the saddest thing is that it seems that this gap will get wider and wider in the future, which is really unpleasant!

Jesus cloth held the spear in his arms. As an enemy of Lackey Lu, he rarely refuted, but agreed: "Who says it's not the case? I taught him a lot of things at that time, and I could even teach him a lesson."

, not like now."

Beckman smoked his cigarette and twitched the corner of his mouth.

You two bastards, are you missing the days when you could beat him up?!

Well, by the way, he did it back then, and it felt really good.

The reaction of the people on the naval battleship was different from theirs. Enel's expression was complicated. The aftermath of the fight between the two men in front of him was enough to make him feel palpitations.

He had to admit in his heart that following Mawson to Qinghai was the right choice.

As for whether it is voluntary, ahem...please let us ignore this detail.

Caesar's senses were different from Enel's. He was very glad that he could board Mawson's ship. Not only could he avoid the terrible punishments on the propulsion level, but the most important thing was that it was really comfortable to follow such a promising boss.

Especially since the wages are paid in full, there is no freedom.

But compared to salary, freedom is not important at all, right?

He, Caesar, is a scientific research machine with no need for emotion!

"Gur la la, g la la la la..."

Whitebeard used force on his hands to force Mo Sen's figure away, took a step back, put away his knife and stood up, laughing happily: "Although you are an arrogant brat, I admit that you have the qualifications to be arrogant. My son does not."

Wrong, it seems he is still far from catching up with you!"

Mo Sen also took two steps back and stood still. He also looked at Whitebeard and smiled: "As expected, you have been called the strongest for decades. Although you are a little older, you are much stronger than that lion."

Hong also joined in, and the three of them laughed endlessly, and the atmosphere suddenly became more harmonious.

(I’m back in China. I’ve had a busy day today and sorted out everything. I’ll start paying off my 10,000-word debt tomorrow. It’s tentatively scheduled to last for 10 days, and then it depends on my physical strength, time, etc. If I allow it, I can continue to add a few more days.

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Don't worry, although the author is a little weak and undernourished these days, now that he is back, he has to climb to the keyboard.

In addition, I have the audacity to ask for all kinds of votes, well... I have no shame anyway.)