A Day in the Pirate World

It's better to live than to die, isn't it?

Of course, if everything can be covered up, the result may be different.

The unique environment of the new world and the intertwining of various powerful pirate forces have resulted in the navy here being able to guard only one side, but not to expand its territory.

Therefore, there are many sea areas that the navy cannot touch, and all kinds of shady things often breed.

This is an inconspicuous place in the New World. Not only did the navy fail to grasp it, but even the pirates were reluctant to patronize it.

So no one knows, in fact, a group of powerful pirate organizations have been entrenched here.

In the dim room, a tall black figure was holding a glass of red wine, and his pointed leather shoes were placed on a wooden table.

"Hey hey hey hey, it's finally our chance. How can this era be without our participation, how boring the performance would be without us."

The tall black shadow monster smiled and put down the phone bug in his hand, and drank the scarlet wine in his glass in one gulp.

In the darkness, he couldn't see his expression, only a horrifying voice came out.

"Finally, it's our turn."

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In the Navy's G-3 base, Mo Sen waved his soldiers to disperse and rest.

These three months of training have indeed trained these people to the extreme. Now give them a few days to relax and combine work and rest, so as not to cause any problems if they are too tense.

This group of tough-looking guys strutting off the ship under the envious eyes of other soldiers, their faces darkened a few times with a faint sense of pride.

After following Mo Sen for so long, I have learned some movements and skills of pretending to beep.

Ahem...Mo Sen doesn't admit this.

Because he himself never pretended to beep.

Most of the soldiers directly under Mo Sen looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees, their eyes were distant and indifferent, and the corners of their mouths curled up.

Seeing Mo Sen's brows twitching wildly, this movement of you steel black straight men is simply a huge eye, okay, he resisted the urge to give each of these guys a jio.

Turning around, he walked towards Karp's office amidst the soldiers' adoring and respectful eyes and the sound of greetings and salutes.

"Come here, brat, you have relieved the old man of a lot of work during this time, and made the old man's bones a little loose, ah ha ha ha ha ha ha."

As soon as Mo Sen's figure appeared, Garp's voice sounded from the office.

His face turned black at that time, this old guy is getting more and more jerk, I'm really sorry to keep you idle.

"If your bones are loose, I recommend you to go to the German orthopedics department. Whoever uses it will know the curative effect."

Mo Sen spoke obscenities that Garp could not understand, sat down opposite Garp, picked up Garp's tea and poured himself a cup.

The crushing caused by the difference between the two worlds is simply very comfortable.

The old demon on his shoulders often likes to fight with Karp and then loses after repeated battles. After repeated defeats and repeated battles, he does not repent and is asked by Mo Sen to turn himself into a rest.

Otherwise, the two guys who meet will start to greet each other friendly again.

Garp has long been used to seeing all kinds of incomprehensible terms coming out of Mosen's mouth from time to time, and he still said with a smile: "Apart from your bad personality, you are still very reliable in other places. Yes, you will be promoted to the position of lieutenant general soon after this continues.”

Then Cap paused and let out a big laugh.

"Ahahahaha, the old man's teaching level is really reliable. There is Kuzan in front of him, and now you have Mo Sen kid. Let's see what else the Warring States has to say."

Mo Sen has a black hair, cooperating with you, did you call me here to listen to you bragging.

Also, Kuzan and I can grow up because we are very strong. Isn't it inevitable to become stronger?Something to do with your teachings, well, a little bit, but don't you feel a little too good about it all on yourself.

What is your real level of teaching, and have you counted the number of beeps?

"So old man, did you call me back just to listen to your bragging?"

Garp's laughter stagnated, and then he remembered that the guy in front of him was not as good as Bogart.

"It is true that there is something, but it is not the old man, but the Warring States. It just so happens that you are back now, so report it to the Warring States. This guy has a plan that he has to wait for you to come back to tell, and he hasn't revealed it to the old man. It's becoming more and more hateful .Next time I will eat all his senbei, hahahaha.”

Mo Sen automatically filtered what was said later, so he pretended not to hear it. He picked up the big phone bug on Karp's desk and dialed Zhan Guo's number.

"Marshal of the Warring States Period, I am Mo Sen."

"Boy Mosen, is that bastard Garp talking bad about me again?"

As soon as the call was connected, Sengoku complained about old man Karp from the phone bug's speaker.

Karp: ...

Mo Sen also has black lines all over his head. You two really have an affair, right? It's true that a good friend has a quilt. There is nothing to say about such a good understanding.

Fortunately, Warring States just talked about it and then turned to the topic.

"Boy Mo Sen, the prey that has been lurking has moved. It is basically certain that it is related to the 'gold in the sky' this time, so now it is time to weave a net."

"What do you want me to do, Marshal of the Warring States Period."

"Here are two plans for you to choose. One of the 'heavenly gold' this time, there is a kingdom that will give their princess to the Tianlong people as wives. What I mean with the crane is that you can pretend to be this princess, because Outsiders have basically never seen the appearance of this princess..."

Mo Sen has black lines all over his face, so does that mean I'm being asked to dress up as a woman?

I'm a straight man of steel, you actually want to arrange me to be a master of women's clothing, it's a bit too much.