A Day in the Pirate World

The other is to kill as many pirates as possible.

The more other pirates were killed, the captain's bounty also increased accordingly.

Of course, they also lost some navy at their hands while they were in the South China Sea.

That's why Mawson asked Hancock to remove her petrification ability just now, and it would be a bit of a headache how to deal with this group of pirates.

"Couran Banky, you have given me a problem."

Mo Sen looked at the few pirates in front of him, especially Banky with the golden beard and spoke.

Ban Ji has been a pirate captain for a long time, and he still has a bit of courage, and he dared to shoot himself just now.

If he hadn't known the detailed information about this group of people, the knife just now would have directly killed him instead of hurting him.

As for why it is so clear.

Ahem... Mo Sen, who tends to turn into an alcoholic, is naturally more concerned about alcohol.

"Fell in the hands of the lieutenant general of the navy monster. I don't deserve to lose. The pirates I have killed in the past few years are enough. You can kill or cut it as you like."

Although Bangui's voice was weak, his tone was heroic, and his expression didn't show much fear.

Looks like a man.

"I know about you." Mo Sen's eyes were a little weird, "The Caesar of the Courant series that you recently launched is very to my taste."

Mo Sen's words not only stunned Kuran Banky, but also made the surrounding pirates look at each other in dismay.

"Of course, that's my culmination. Not only have I improved the craftsmanship on the basis of the original one, but I've also adjusted the formula, and the ingredients are all..." Speaking of his wine, Banky's pale face turned pale. Flushed, a little babbling.

"Okay," Mo Sen interrupted this guy, you said that there is a fart, I just know that it tastes good. "Now I give you two choices."

Ignoring Banky's depressed look after being interrupted to talk about sex, Mo Sen directly threw out his conditions.

"One, I'll arrest you and send them all to Advance City."

"Second, I declare to the outside world that you have been defeated by me, so you will keep your anonymity and brew your wine well. Of course, a batch will be provided to the Navy every year."

"How do you choose?"

Before Mo Sen could speak, the pirates here made a collective choice without even waiting for Bangui's bearded man to speak.

"Two two two, let's choose two, needless to say, of course it is two!"

The [-]th dusty memory

Such a choice was beyond Mo Sen's expectations. Ants survived stealthily, let alone humans.

What's more, most of the people in this group are willing to settle down. If it weren't for the navy chasing after them all the time, they would have found a place to settle down.

It's not bad now, although it is equivalent to working for the navy, but with this perverted lieutenant general, there is definitely no need to worry about safety issues.

As for the sporadic few who have other opinions, I dare not speak out.

Now it is obvious that no one is stupid.

After the opinions were finalized, Mo Sen commanded a few pirates to pull his boat onto the pirate ship and began to sail back to the G-2 base.

It's been a week since I came out, so it's time to go back and have a look.

Listen, is this still human?

As a base officer, he ran out of the base for a week, which is simply...

Forget it, neither Drake nor Smoker, who was the sufferer, said anything.

Others said it was probably useless.

The G-2 base, like all branches on the Great Airline, was set up on a small island alone.

The naval divisions on the Great Route are different from those of the Four Seas. Most of the divisions of the Four Seas are located on inhabited islands.

The great route is just the opposite. They may not be far from the island, but they are absolutely independent.

The reasons for this are various.

One thing is to ensure the confidentiality of the news.

For example, when Mo Sen showed up at the G-2 base with a pirate ship, the outside world would never know about the situation.

This makes it easier for him to secretly... Bah, it makes it easier for him to work for the navy.

In the base chief's office, Mo Sen sat on a chair, leaning against the back of the chair, with his feet crossed on the desk.

"Drake, is there any major matter that I need to deal with recently?" Mo Sen looked at Drake who was opposite and opened his mouth. Seeing that he was still standing there preparing to report, he interrupted: "Sit down, don't be so polite, just sit down and talk .”

"Yes, Lieutenant General." Drake sat down.

Just when he was about to speak, Mo Sen waved his hand with the documents on the table: "There is no need to report those trivial matters, you and Smoker can make a decision."

As he spoke, he patted his head with the file and said, "Look at me, I've been overworked recently, and the things I was thinking about just now are forgotten in a blink of an eye."

Are you overworked?

You have been out wandering for a week and you are overworked with no one in sight?

are you kidding me?