A Day in the Pirate World

Drake took Smoker's words: "So that's it. If I could come back on such a ship, I might forget to contact the base. It's no wonder that the chief has such a tone because of such a misunderstanding... I will see you next time." Change it."

A few crows flew over Mo Sen's brows. It turns out that you are waiting for me here.

Is it because you are too drifting?

Still think that I, the base officer, can't hold a knife anymore?

"Drake, I heard that you have made a lot of progress recently. It just so happens that I have some inspiration for the development of fruits in the headquarters. Let's confirm it later.

Don't worry, I will be gentle with you too, it won't hurt!

And you Smoker, you have been a little slack in improving your strength recently, so I just came to awaken your silent ambition.

This is my tenderness, what do you think? "

I will tell you a truth right now.

Only when you have big fists can you arrange others casually.

You dare to run on the officer, you think you are old man Garp.

The faces of Smoker and Drake turned green at that time. This bastard made them suffer a lot due to his strength.

It is also called teaching.

Teaching shit, how can teaching be taught on people's faces all the time.

It is good to have strength, and you can do whatever you want.

Drake reacted, and finally remembered the fear of being dominated by Mo Sen, he quickly waved his hands and said: "No need, sir, my progress is nothing at all, I still need to work harder.

By the way, I suddenly remembered that I have to go on duty. Today's duty task has not been completed. Goodbye, sir. "

After speaking, Drake ran away, and went directly to the base to gather people to prepare to go out to avoid this wave of indiscriminate disaster.

Smoker, on the other hand, looked confident. He took a deep puff of his cigar, exhaled a lonely smoke ring in mid-air, looked at Mosen and said, "If you are willing to sit in the base to handle the affairs of the base, I have no objection, just right I also feel that my strength has improved slowly during this time."

Threat!

Unlike Drake, Smoker is a real threat.

Come on, hurt each other!

If you dare to beat me up, I will dare to give you a pick. Anyway, you can do all the big and small things in the base yourself.

Don't expect me to help you with anything.

That's what Smoker means.

"Yes, you are the uncle, I can't afford to offend you!"

Mo Sen murmured a few words in his heart, then retracted the words from his lips.

This fellow Smoker has definitely learned badly. He was such an upright and responsible guy before. Look at what he has become now.

Did I mean that?

I don't want to help you and improve your strength because you have made slow progress during this period of time.

You see how you are emotional.

"Ahem... that's not okay, Smoker, your thinking is wrong, how can the improvement of one person's strength compare to the improvement of the overall strength of the entire base, I think you are doing a good job sitting in the base.

Besides, your current strength cannot be improved in a short while, but the work of the base cannot be separated from you.

So what, it just so happens that there is another piece of good news for you.Let's go, let's go back and talk. "Mosen grabbed Smoker's shoulders and walked into the base with Smoker looking like a good brother.

Then suddenly remembered something, and told the soldier on duty next to him: "Hey, who is that, what is your name? Forget it, it's not important, you go and inform Drake, don't let him go out, I have something to find Him, it's good to tell him."

Smoker rolled his eyes, struggled twice without breaking free from Moxon's arm, and let him go.

What the hell can this bastard do with arms wrapped around his arms?

He is also desperate.

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It has to be said that the abilities of Smoker and Drake are beyond doubt.

Even though Mo Sen had been away from the base for nearly a month, they managed the base in an orderly manner.

Well, I took care of it well before, and I have my own style.

The training of the soldiers will not be left behind without Mawson's supervision.

Of course, training should pay attention to the combination of work and rest.

Even when Mo Sen personally went to the field to train and teach the soldiers, he would give them enough rest time afterwards.

After all, people are not machines, and even machines will wear out over time.

What's more, it is such a delicate existence of human beings.

When Mo Sen walked all the way back to the office, he could feel the improvement of the soldiers' quality.

These recruits who were forcefully forced by the Warring States Period finally looked a little elite.