A Day in the Pirate World

In fact, this time it happened that the war in the Kingdom of Sikaal led to the destruction of the entire kingdom.

And Hawkeye also wandered here after that. He took a fancy to the cleanliness of the island after its destruction. There were no other people here, so he stayed here.

Well, the days of an otaku who started reading, drinking, and practicing knife skills every day.

Speaking of the reason why Hawkeye joined the King Shichibukai is also very funny. He hates the trouble of being chased by the navy all the time. It happened that the world government invited him to become Qibukai, and this guy agreed without much thought.

Well, in this regard, he is very similar to another otaku who likes to play with zombies.

Of course, that's all there is to it.

The purpose of the guy who likes to play zombies is to make a comeback in the future, and the guy Hawkeye is really simple and afraid of trouble.

Tsk tsk, look at how comfortable people are living these days.

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The two looked at each other, and after a long time, Mihawk spoke first.

"As a navy, why is it here?"

Mo Sen looked at the supreme sharp knife in Hawkeye's hand, his eyes were full of eagerness to fight.

Cough cough... Take it easy, why does it feel like I have become a militant now.

Could it be that he has been hammered by the old man Garp and awakened some amazing attribute?

He also looked at Hawkeye and said: "This is exactly what I want to say, the destruction of this island is very strange.

Let me investigate the real reason. I didn't expect to meet the world's number one swordsman by such a coincidence. It's really surprising. "

Mihawk's face darkened, it was indeed a bit of a coincidence to say that he appeared here.

However, he could also feel the strangeness of the island's destruction, but with his personality, he didn't bother to think about it. Instead, someone cleaned up the battlefield and made his life easier.

Mihawk explained: "I came to this island after the destruction."

"I know you didn't do it. The black-handed navy behind the scenes already has some clues." After Mo Sen finished speaking, he continued to look at Hawkeye. To be precise, it was his supreme sword that had been unsheathed.

"By the way, [Black Knife Night], as the twelve strongest knives in the world, I really want to experience its power."

The black knife in Hawkeye's hand drew an arc in the air, and the tip of the knife pointed obliquely at the ground in front of Mo Sen.

A strong fighting spirit rose in his eyes, and his breath became more fierce: "Are you challenging me? I heard that you defeated the 'Golden Lion' Shiji. I have always regretted that I did not fight against such a strong man. To be able to fight against a great swordsman in the navy would not disgrace the sword in my hand."

"No, no, don't get me wrong." Mo Sen waved his hand, "I don't have the idea of ​​fighting with you now. It's hard to use all my strength to fight at night like this. It affects the mood of the battle too much. Why don't you rest for a night and fight hard tomorrow some.

It's rare to meet, but I don't want to miss the chance to fight the world's number one swordsman. "

Hawkeye was taken aback for a moment, and nodded in agreement with Mo Sen's words.

Both of them have a good sense of knowledge and domineering, but knowledge color is not a 360-degree surveillance without dead ends, and the visual nerve of the eyes is still needed to assist in battle.

"Well, then it's settled. At 7 o'clock tomorrow morning, I'll still be here. See you soon."

After Mo Sen finished speaking, he waved his hands and turned around, without delay, and walked in the direction he had come just now.

It is said that he just found a well there that can still draw water, just in time for washing.

Others can be tolerated, but not taking a bath for a day is not enough.

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At 530:[-] the next morning, Mawson's biological clock woke him up on time.

It was still dark at this time, and he started his unshakeable physical training every day.

Until a quarter past six, Mawson casually hit a wild animal three or two times in the woods and ate it for breakfast.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the sun has risen from the sea level.

The mist was still shrouded on the island in the early morning, and the moderate temperature, which was neither too hot nor too cold, was also very suitable for fighting.

When Mo Sen walked into this unknown big square, Mihawk seemed to have been exercising here for a while.

Tsk tsk, the self-disciplined otaku is really scary.

Speaking of which, if he had been so self-disciplined in his previous life, he wouldn't have become a dead fat house, and finally came here somehow.

One drink and one peck, sure enough, there is a destiny.

"You came."

"I am coming!"

"Then let's get started."

The sharp and cold breath began to rise around the two of them, and the mist that filled the surroundings was directly dispersed.

This is not the overlord look, but the exposure of the two people's aura purely belonging to the realm of great swordsmen.

Mo Sen slowly pulled out the old demon, and said solemnly: "The name of the knife is [Yao Gui]. See blood."

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Is fighting so fashionable now?