I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

Unexpectedly, before Sakarski could finish his sentence, Kuzan said with a confused look on his face: "Military affairs?? When did playing mahjong become military affairs?"

Just when three were missing and one was missing on the table, Kuzan, who was arrested to play mahjong during the Warring States Period, was still more confused than Sakalski.He grabbed the blue sleep mask that was about to slip off and fastened on his eyelids, and barely opened the sleepy dead fish eyes:

"Where did the military affairs come from? Why don't I know?

Brother, please listen to my advice, after the battle, you should relax and rest to a certain extent, and don't stretch yourself too tightly. "

Sakaski's expression was numb, of course he knew that he should relax after the war.Turning a blind eye to the relaxed way of subordinates running out to roam is a post-war practice.

Management is an art as well as a science. To make soldiers follow their own pace, they must not only have strict requirements, moderate spurs, and patient guidance... but also understand people's hearts.

How long has it been since Great Britain was ruled by the Quilt King!?

But at this moment, he only wanted to drag out the current Marshal who had pushed the interview work to himself and then stepped into his old age grandly to make gestures.

Sakasky, who seriously suspected that Kuzan was passing false information, couldn't help but pick his ears:

"Wait...you said they were playing mahjong?"

"That's right, they lacked one of the three before." The lazy seal yawned, showing a lack of interest.

The big dog stared at Kuzan with displeasure. The loopholes in this guy's words were an insult to his IQ: "Unless you guys have already closed the game, wouldn't your leaving now cause another player missing at the poker table?"

Faintly aware that there might be something tricky in it, Sakaski looked up and down at this guy who was showing embarrassment with the eyes of a spy.

"They thought I was too lucky... After playing a few rounds, I decided that I would rather switch to Fujitora than play QAQ with me." Recalling that he was unanimously rejected by everyone, Kuzan felt quite aggrieved.

Feeling very happy in his heart, Mr. Sa also showed disgust on his face: "You old man, don't be cute when you talk...It's so disgusting, do you believe it or not?"

He gloated and comforted the non-chieftain public enemy in front of him: "It's okay, anyway, you like to sleep, don't you? By the way...May I ask, what did you do to be kicked out of the table by Mr. Zhan Guo?"

"It's just three rounds of the dark seven pairs..." Kuzan, who still doesn't know how good he is, stated the previous situation in a natural tone.

At this moment, Sakaski really felt that Sengoku and Zefa were so self-cultivated, and he would have thrown the table and beat people up.

Picking up Kuzan's collar, the middle-aged man's eyes were dimmed, his face darkened to a unique level: "Are you a dog?"

"Is it okay to have the word [dog] in your code name?" Kuzan was of course unconvinced, and countered back with an example.

"Are you sure you didn't cheat? Why are you so lucky to be a navy?" Sakaski's tone was sour, as if someone had fed a lemon into his mouth.

It is reported that there is a lucky fruit ability user in the Golden City run by Nami, a little girl, who can absorb the luck of others and turn it into her own use.

After thinking about it, he always felt that Kuzan should be attracted by that Golden City guide, Baccarat.

"How decent is gambling in the military!" Although Sakalski yelled so righteously, in fact, he also knew that sergeants secretly played poker in their spare time, and this phenomenon existed almost no matter which world they were in. .

As long as they are not killed during missions or on duty, the officers will at most scold them a few times and send dozens of sets of physical training.

Especially after such a rare peak battle in the world, everyone from the marshal to the ordinary private first class seems to be slack.

Therefore, when Sakaski dragged his family to block the door, Zhan Guo didn't even look straight at the door.

Looking at the old man of the Warring States Period who entered retirement ahead of schedule, Sakaski knocked on the door loudly:

"Show me here!"

After many years, Sakaski once again saw the funny state of the Warring States Period.

The neat and straight military uniform of the marshal was solemnly hung on the hanger by him and put away.

The beach casual big pants suitable for vacation were found out from nowhere by him, and they were being put on the lower body carelessly at the moment.

After careful identification, Sakalski still vaguely remembered that this pair of fat beach pants with blue and white stripes was an antique style 30 years ago.

Under the fat and loose trousers, a pair of big hairy legs of the Warring States period are revealed. The muscular calves are just like this swinging on the coffee table with fruits, which is very comfortable.

There were Zefa and Polusalino who were dressed like this.

The three old men all wore spacious, comfortable and flamboyant thin beach clothes, and Huang Yuan even replaced the pair of toad glasses he wore all the year round with a pair of sunshade sunglasses with flamboyant sunflower borders.

Gion and Robin couldn't help the corners of their eyes twitching when their eyes slid from their clothes to their feet.

The same flip-flops were hooked on their big feet, and the only one was wearing clogs.

Sensing that Sakaski turned his attention to himself, he smiled and quickly picked up the instant noodles in the soup bowl with two chopsticks, and sucked them clean in a few mouthfuls.

Because the Navy Headquarters has never agreed to purchase this kind of fast food with low nutritional value and waste of water as military dry food, so this [tight demand] booty he found from the pirate ship is extremely precious.

In the past, sailors who could not buy instant noodles and could only eat food such as barbecue, steak, and Neptune sausages provided by the military restaurant usually chose to use tobacco, alcohol, and pornographic books, such as [hard currency], from other In exchange for the sailors who captured the spoils.

"You really show off your wealth in a high-profile way, just smile." Sakaski caught a glimpse of a few noodles floating on the steaming noodle soup in Fujitora's bowl, as well as some strips of pickled mustard greens.

In his previous world, this stuff was called mustard.

He understood why the kimchi jars in the kitchen were empty, and he forced himself to re-pickle it himself.Because before that, Fujitora's ramen condiments were always kimchi.

"I'm going to report you scumbags to the Supervision Section..." Gouzi threatened with a straight face.

But the Buddha, who had been prepared for a long time, smiled. He had anticipated Sakalski's blow in advance, and spread his hands with a smile, showing the appearance of an old hooligan: "We don't have money transactions, we use poker as a bargaining chip. Entertainment activities do not violate military regulations~”

Seeing Gou Zi, who had nothing to say f*u*c*k, sat on the sofa with a disgusted expression, ready to take a nap.

A group of comrades turned their heads to Sakalski quite synchronously, exhorting in unison:

"General, you still have a lot of things to deal with, you can't rest yet."

Sakaski's eyes were wide open, and after a long while he let out a long sigh: "I'm too difficult..."