A Day in the Pirate World

All kinds of thoughts flashed in my mind, and the strong instinct of the body felt a huge death crisis when Shanks was about to shoot.

Hurry up and dodge, you will really die if you can't dodge.

However, Shanks' shot seemed to be slow, and when Mawson's body just made a move, the attack had already arrived.

"Crack!" Mo Sen fell to the ground on his back, a wound more than 30 centimeters long appeared on his right shoulder to his chest, and blood flowed out.

A huge and deep slashing mark snaked back from Mo Sen's position, extending for tens of meters before disappearing, showing the power of this knife.

Mo Sen's mouth was bleeding, and his eyes were empty and unfocused, looking at the sky, with a look of sadness and joy.

He knew that Shanks had left, but at the last moment he really thought he was going to die.After all, he is a navy, and Shanks and his gang are pirates, and they are naturally antagonistic.From Shanks' point of view, Mawson felt that he had no burden to kill himself. After all, he had eliminated a future threat, so why not do it.

However, Shanks is Shanks after all, he is more atmospheric than he imagined, he never thought that there is such a pirate.

Still, get stronger! !This feeling of life and death completely out of control is really unpleasant.

"Mo Sen, this sea area is too small, go to the navy headquarters, next time I see you, you will become an excellent navy, Your Excellency Second Lieutenant!"

Shanks supported his straw hat and led the cadres towards the town.

"Hey, Shanks!"

"Ok?"

"Next time we meet, I won't lose to you again!"

"I am waiting."

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Shanks and his party disappeared from sight, and Mawson suddenly gritted his teeth.

After patronizing the dress comparison, it is fine to bandage the wound before walking, but the atmosphere suitable for pretending at that time can not be broken. In terms of dress comparison, I am not weaker than others in my life.

After all, if people don't live to pretend, it will be meaningless.

There were suddenly chaotic footsteps in the distance, and many people ran towards this side.

"Captain, someone is injured there!"

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The navy who came over was from the 153rd Division of the East China Sea, and the captain who took the lead was a sergeant.

At this time, the grass where Mawson was located was already riddled with holes. The grass in a radius of about ten meters seemed to have been bombarded with shells, and the potholes of different sizes were crisscrossed.

The flying dirt and grass clippings are everywhere, and you can see a huge crack cut by the knife, which is about to extend to the shore.

At the beginning of the crack lies Mawson, who looks terrible at this time.

"Captain, is this the result of... battle... battle?"

The hands of a young navy holding a gun trembled, both trembling.Obviously, this tragic battle field gave the recruits a huge shock, and it was completely unexpected that people's combat power could reach such a level.

The captain's expression was solemn. He was looking for the sound of battle, but he didn't expect it to be the scene in front of him: "New recruit, you must know that there are monsters in this world."

Mo Sen was a little speechless lying on the ground, but you should save people first!

By this time the Navy had surrounded Mawson and pointed guns at him.

"Hey, who are you? Are you a group of pirates in the port?"

"Well, no, I'm Second Lieutenant Mawson of the 77th Division of the Navy's East China Sea."

If it weren't for the shape of a pig's head, saying this sentence should still be imposing.

"Ensign?"

"Bastard, take me back to the base for healing first, can't you know the truth, idiots!"

Didn't you see the wound on the chest? I didn't have any eyesight. I didn't know what it was when I brought it to the naval base.

Although Shanks finally kept his hand, the injuries on his body were not light. If it wasn't for the continuous recovery of the Devil Fruit's ability, the blood would be enough for him. After all, he didn't bleed for 7 days a month. powerful creatures.

"Yes."

"Idiot, lift it gently, you touched my wound."

"Damn you Masai, Your Excellency."

"It happened again, can you give my knife to someone else?"

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In the medical room of the Navy's 153rd base, Mawson's wounds have been treated and sutured.At this time, I was lying on the hospital bed reviewing the battle with Shanks.

Undoubtedly, this battle has opened a new door for him. Not only has some of the mistakes that he fumbled about in the previous battle been corrected, but also the grasp of the timing of the shot has become stronger.

The battle senses and battle intuition are further strengthened, and the guidance of a top powerhouse is by no means comparable to the years of hard work.

But these are not the biggest gains. The biggest gain is the power shown by Shanks' last knife, which is a realm far more powerful than cutting iron.

That powerful feeling of slashing everything and everything lit up his future path and made him clear the direction he could move forward.

Instead of having a black eye and groping for everything, as before, it is a huge cost to spend time and energy, right?

Moreover, with the comprehension of that knife, there is more than that...