A Day in the Pirate World

"Innocence, we are all going to die, no, it should be the kind of life and death, and then die."

"The worst is Binz. I heard that Chief Xun taught that he can only cut people. I really don't know how he survived."

Mo Sen frowned. These guys are quite courageous now, and they dare to talk about it now.

"Huh? For those who spoke just now, Ai En will remember. I will supervise them personally after returning from their training."

"Wan Duzi, I'm really going to die now!!"

The person who spoke just now had a look of unrequited love, and his heartfelt words were written directly on his face, because no one dared to speak out.

Mo Sen nodded in satisfaction, Xiao Mian, you guys were the ones who saw Hancock talking the loudest just now, your officers have a very good memory!

"Okay, you guys go to your own affairs, Ain will supervise them from now on, and wait for me to come back."

The distance between the Mawson and the pirate ship on Nine Snake Island is not too close, there are tens of meters between them.

The two swimming snakes obviously knew Mo Sen. Seeing Mo Sen turned his gaze and turned his head to the sides, pretending not to see him, the originally ferocious and terrifying guy turned out to be a little cute for no reason, um, very cowardly!

Mo Sen turned his gaze from these two cowardly and cute guys to the deck, and then flashed three times in a row, appearing on Hancock's pirate ship, smiling and waving.

"Hi Hancock, long time no see."

Why do you need three [flashes]? Of course, it's not for pretending to beep, because the fruit ability has not been developed to the point that a single flash can span tens of hundreds of meters.

Even so, Hancock was taken aback by Mawson's speed, because she just realized that this guy was already beside her.

Damn it, the bastard has gotten so much stronger in just the past few months.

It feels like every time I meet this guy, his strength improves as quickly as taking a small blue pill. In comparison, I am three years older than him, but I don't know how much slower the improvement in strength is.

"Hmph, I don't want to see you bastard navy, every time I see you, nothing good will happen." Hancock snorted coldly, raised his face proudly, leaned back slightly so that Bai Nen's chin was facing Mo Mori.

As everyone knows, this action is even more foul, but you are carrying the ball! !

Mawson forced his gaze not to focus on Hancock's foul, or how much nourishment would it take to make up for it when he went back? !

"That's not possible. You can go to the navy and ask. I'm known as the number one lucky general in the navy."

Mo Sen is right about this point. Although Mo Sen often causes troubles, it is true that after he joined the headquarters, the overall strength of the Navy has improved a lot.

Hancock glanced at Mawson contemptuously, I believe you are a ghost, anyway, every time I see you, nothing good happens.

"What's the matter with you appearing on the concubine's boat? If there's nothing wrong, the concubine will be ready to return."

Mo Sen not only covered his face, is he so arrogant?

Then you just saw my boat coming and didn't take it away?

He pretended to be regretful: "It turns out that you didn't want to see me. I thought we were already friends. It's not normal for friends to meet. Why do you need something to see me?"

Mo Sen's words made Hancock's face soften a little, and then he straightened his face again, curling his lips and said: "Who is your friend, I never said that, I don't want to be friends with stinky men."

Mo Sen nodded with an expression of approval, "You're right. I don't want to be friends with stinky men. I can't even do my own hygiene well. How can I be friends with such a guy?"

Hancock's white forehead was covered with black lines, and she was a little annoyed, "The stinky man my concubine said is you, Navy."

Mawson's face became serious, which made Hancock secretly nervous, thinking whether he had spoken too much.

Why don't you be so fierce to him later?

At this time, Mo Sen said righteously: "Here I want to criticize you, Hancock. First, my name is Mo Sen.

Second, I am not a stinky man. Not only is it not stinky, but it is also very fragrant, full of the fragrance of sunshine.

Without investigation, you have no right to speak. You can't slander me just because other men are stinky. As a friend, I can't allow you to slander me like this. "

Hancock, who thought Mawson was angry at first, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized that it's none of his business whether the bastard is angry or not?

"Hmph, anyway, in the eyes of my concubine, there is nothing good about a man."

Mo Sen walked up to Hancock and watched her take a step back in a panic, with a blush visible on her face. He looked at the embarrassed Hancock with some amusement, and didn't go any further. .

Then Hancock might be really angry.

"Let's not discuss these issues for now. It is said that you should not prepare some tea when you see friends coming. Do you think so? Lan."

Mawson said the last sentence to Lan, the chief steward on the ship. Although his smile was a bit unbelievable for Hancock, Lan, as a woman, couldn't resist it.

"Yes...yes, Master Mo Sen, I'll go get ready now." Lan blushed in a panic as she answered Mo Sen's words.

Then Mawson didn't give Hancock a chance to get angry, stepped over her, and walked towards the cabin of the pirate ship, as if he was on his own ship.

Hancock secretly gritted his teeth behind him, he was so angry, it was unforgivable to issue orders on his own ship.

I really want to give this bastard a jio!

Once such a thought arises, it cannot be suppressed.

then……

Hancock literally kicked Mawson into the back of the head.

After two years, Hancock's strength has also improved rapidly. Although this kick is not at full strength, it is far from being comparable in two years.

Even this random kick can compare to the attack strength of an ordinary lieutenant general.

However, Hancock apparently forgot the gap between the two of them. When her red shoes were about to approach Mawson's head, a warm and jade-like hand grasped her ankle, and her legs were straight and long like white onions. Fixed in the air, unable to advance or retreat.