A Day in the Pirate World

A long straw spread from the corner of his mouth to the round table next to him, and inserted into a fresh coconut on the table.

Black toad sunglasses covered Mo Sen's eyes, making it difficult to see his thoughts clearly.

"Hey, it would be great if General Kuzan was here." Mo Sen sighed suddenly.

"In this way, the coconut juice can also be drunk cold."

bang...

A fist hits the head.

"Stinky boy, don't think of good things for the old man." Garp's voice followed, "Come and eat donuts with the old man. Recently, the old man broke his own new record, ah ha ha ha."

"Hey, you stinky old man, you can't stop beating me up." Mo Sen said angrily.

A colorful parrot flew over, stood on the mast, swayed and shouted: "Go and fight him, beat that stinky old man. I support you, cheering and applauding you, quack."

Mo Sen's face darkened.

This stinky bird who is afraid of chaos in the world, if I can beat it, it's up to you to say.

"Smelly parrot, come down and eat the iron fist of love from the old man." Garp said on the deck.

"Come up if you have the ability."

"you come down."

"you come up……"

bang...

Garp appeared on the mast in a flash, and grabbed the old demon who hadn't reacted.

Jump onto the deck.

The domineering fists rained down on the parrot's head.

"Damn it, old man, you don't play your cards according to the routine."

"Stop hitting, I was wrong."

"Ba Ba, I was wrong..."

"You still hit...Grandpa, I am your long-lost grandson."

Karp finally stopped, it's too bad to have such a big grandson.

Mo Sen's face was almost blackened.

This meant that no outsiders were around, otherwise my face would have been thrown to my grandma's house by this broken knife.

The corners of the mouths of the soldier in charge of controlling the sail and the navigator beside him twitched wildly, their faces blushing.

The direction is almost gone.

Suddenly, the navigator seemed to feel something, ran to the side of the ship, and stretched out his arm to sense for a while.

"Reporting to Lieutenant General Karp and Major General Mosen, we are about to enter the windless zone, please instruct."

"Ahahaha, it's already entered the windless zone, it's really reliable, everyone, put away the sails, change the power and move on." Garp admired.

"Lieutenant General Garp is really flattering, what can you say is reliable."

"Yeah yeah."

"It's all we should do."

The faces of the busy soldiers were flushed with humility.

The navigator was the first to recover, and turned around to arrange work.

"Put up the sails, turn the rudder 15 degrees to the left, and move forward."

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Marine Vandeau Naval Academy.

Fortunately, the battle didn't reach here, so it still maintains its original appearance.

Classes are also running as normal.

Let most of the children here be full of resentment.

It would be great if this place was also destroyed, at least it would be able to play for a long time.

Of course, not everyone has this idea, at least not Winster.

The Naval Academy is a three-year course of study, and Winster came in and was transferred, so it has been more than a year and a half.

Knowing the brotherly relationship between Mosen and Winster, and because Winster himself is struggling, the kendo practice room for him and Liv was also arranged in a separate room.

Kendo Room.

There was a rapid clash of wooden knives, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

"Your mentality is too anxious, Winster. You can't even grasp the rhythm of your attack. Such impatient swordsmanship will not make any progress."