Originally, Mo Sen said that letting the old demon take action was enough to make Ace feel uncomfortable.

Even a parrot looked down on him now, and the anger in his heart was about to soar into the sky.

In the past, it was nothing more than being looked down upon by others because of his status, but now it is a naked contempt for his own strength.

"Is this what you said? I promise you! Don't blame me if your bird is killed by me later."

Ace didn't look at the old demon from the beginning to the end, obviously he didn't pay attention to it either.

Now there is no need for Mo Sen to make any arrangements for the old demon. The ignored old demon has already made up his mind to make the stinky brat in front of him look good.

This brat is simply more annoying than Karp.

At this moment, the mentality of one person and one bird is highly consistent.

Can't beat you, can't you get it back from your grandson? !

Therefore, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black.

Mo Sen felt that he was about to be taken away by this demon knife.

Fortunately, the old demon didn't know what Mo Sen was thinking, or else he would have cut his heart with a knife.

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The wooden houses are surrounded by open spaces, so there is no need to deliberately choose the battle venue.

The main old demon can't afford to lose that bird (knife?).

Thinking of it as a majestic and peerless demon sword, it would bully a child now.

Don't you have to deliberately find a venue that suits you to play?

The battle is in an open space at the door, and the entire space has half a tennis court, which is enough.

The old demon is still standing on Mo Sen's shoulders, this battle cannot be called a battle for it.

Only a real battle like the one between Mawson and Kaido last time, and only that kind of battle can make people... er, make the sword excited.

But seeing this in Ace's eyes, he felt even more angry.

Both eyes were almost on fire.

The big parrot flapped its wings and circled in the low air, and the drake sang: "You little brat with facial paralysis, come on, let this handsome bird teach you basic manners."

Hearing this, Ace gritted his teeth and said, "After I defeat you, I will definitely pluck your hair and eat it."

Bending down and kicking his legs, he jumped up, and the long water pipe smashed down on the head of the low-altitude old demon, without holding back his hand.

"It's too slow, you can't cook this handsome bird." The big parrot still had time to talk.

One wing turned into the shape of a blade, slightly turned sideways in mid-air, and slid over the iron pipe.

There were no sparks, not even a screech of metal.

It was as easy as cutting tofu, and more than a third of the top of the water pipe was cut off.

Ace, who missed the shot, staggered in mid-air, and before he landed, there was another voice behind him.

"You're too weak, brat."

Immediately after, I felt severe pain in my shoulder.

After landing, Ace rolled on the ground before standing still with an ugly expression.

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My name is Portgas d Ace, and I'm an orphan.

I have a great mother, although I have never met her, but I feel that she is the best in the world.

There is also a biological father who is the most evil person in the world, no, that is not my father.

Mount Golbo is where I lived since I was a child, everything here is so familiar, since I started to become stronger, this is the place to hunt.

Of course, some areas cannot be set foot, such as the owner of Mount Gorpo, the extremely powerful tiger.

I don't know what's going on, but recently I've always felt an inexplicable feeling of coolness behind my back, as if I was being targeted by something.

Nowhere was this more apparent than when hunting that bison today.

After returning to the place where the bandits were as usual, it was a little different from usual.

The old man, oh, the naval hero Garp came here with a little ghost head.

This guy named Luffy is really an idiot-like annoying ghost, he will pester me as soon as he comes here, so he won't want to be friends with such an idiot.

Then came a guy who looked like a highland nobleman. Although this guy was very good-looking, that's not why he could teach me.

What can those puny nobles teach to be good looking?Childish, only strong is fundamental.

And his talking bird, just as annoying as his master.

How dare a bird look down on me?He also said to be merciful to my subordinates.

Hmph, pull out all your hair later, put it on the rack and bake it to see how merciful you are.

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