When Mawson's reputation began to spread in this sea area.

For the big guys here, the Navy's most popular brat Major General has officially entered their sights.

Of course, it's hard to say how much attention is paid to him. After all, he is only a major general, not a general.

It just gave me a deeper impression.

However, this is an exception for a fairly familiar pirate group.

Somewhere in the waters of the New World, on a sailing three-masted pirate ship, a black pirate flag with a skull with three scars on its left eye and two crossed long knives fluttering in the wind.

This is a powerful pirate ship that has recently stirred up countless turmoils in the New World and officially ascended to the title of Four Emperors.

It is the Red Voss of the Red Pirates, and the pirates it carries are now very popular.

This extremely powerful pirate group on the pirate ship is currently holding a cheerful banquet.

"Boss, Brother Moson is really scary... um... click... He has now begun to gain a reputation in the new world. 'Hero' Garp really trusts him."

Lakilu is always the most active one among the pirates. He holds an endless amount of barbecue in one hand and a large glass of beer in the other hand while eating and drinking without delaying his conversation.

"That kid's talent and hard work and self-discipline are really like a monster. It's not surprising that he has the strength he has now."

The person who answered him was Chat No. 2, the long-nosed Jesus Bu.

Everyone who has been with Mawson understands one thing, compared to talent.

Moson's approach of spending almost all his free time training to improve his strength is the most terrifying.

After all, people are not machines, they all have emotions and desires, especially pirates. Although they are also keen on improving their strength, most of them are not too concerned about training.

Many pirates improve their strength by going through battles one after another. If they survive in the end, their strength will naturally continue to improve.

There is no need to mention everything about the natural death.

As for exercise, if you have such self-discipline, you will not be able to achieve anything. Even those who go to sea to become pirates have mostly become majestic big pirates.

However, for most pirates who lick blood from their swords, if they have time to exercise, they would rather be happy by drinking two more drinks.

Drinking now and getting drunk now is the life of pirates.

After Shanks also took a sip of wine, he laughed and said: "Don't underestimate the consciousness of the naval hero and Brother Mawson, just like you shouldn't underestimate our pursuit of freedom. Those two men

, are all incredible existences, hahahaha.”

"Hey, boss, Brother Moson is still a boy. A baby bird can't be called a man, hahaha."

Lakilu retorted with a smile, making a pun.

At this time, Jesus clinked glasses with Lachilu, with a lewd smile on his face.

"Some people believe it even if I say it's a girl, haha, who made that kid look so beautiful?"

"Well……"

"Hahahaha... That's right. Come on, let's drink to the beautiful girl, Brother Mosen!"

"cheers……"

The laughter spreads far and wide with the sea breeze.

Shanks' pirate group is so happy most of the time.

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Mo Sen didn't know that he was being teased by the wretched guys. If he had known, he might have gone to those guys to have a duel to let them know that appearance is justice.

Now he would not be inferior to a sharpshooter like Jesus Bu in close combat, but he didn't know when he would have the opportunity to teach them a righteous lesson.

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Since the pirates were eliminated in the area, Mawson in the new world suddenly seemed to have disappeared.

This made many guys who wanted to see his jokes disappointed. They thought that this young navy boy would be blinded by his achievements, become swollen, and continue to expand the navy's territory.

You know, the navy's G-3 base is not far from Kaido and Whitebeard's territory.

Things would get interesting if the young rear admiral got into conflict with one of their two pirate groups.

Many people are also looking forward to this result.

However, this boy suddenly seemed to have disappeared.

There was no news about him in the New World for a short period of time.

This is of course.

Because Mawson is not in the New World at all now.

Where is he now?

Impelton.

When Mawson appeared here again, it had been nearly two months.

"Ah, Major General Mawson, you finally have time to come over, but I haven't seen you for a long time."

As soon as Mawson got off the boat, a slender and wavy beauty wearing a prison uniform appeared in front of him, looking at him with surprise.

"Well, it's Domino. It's been a while since I last saw you and you look beautiful again."

Mohsen smiled at the beautiful deputy warden.

"Ah...ah...Major General Moson actually gave me such a charming smile. I couldn't help it anymore. I was so giddy that I almost fainted."

Domino's eyes turned into red hearts, and he was almost unsteady on his feet.

Fortunately, today's warden, His Excellency Magellan, is unable to leave the Feng Shui treasure place where he spends most of the day because he is squatting in a pit.

The leader was replaced by the deputy warden, Pharaoh Hannibal.

So no one criticizes the nymphomaniac Domino.

"Welcome to my Impel Down City again, Major General Mawson." The high-pitched voice of Hannibal, who was shirtless and exposed his big belly, sounded.

Then he said in a panic: "Ah... I said it wrong, it exposed my ambition. I am just the deputy warden."

Mawson ignored the tease.

"I'm going to trouble you again this time. I've brought some pirates arrested from the New World. By the way...where's Warden Shiliu, he just made a breakthrough in swordsmanship this time..."

Domino was trapped in his own world and couldn't extricate himself, Hannibal explained to Mawson.

"Xiliu has been imprisoned by the warden for indiscriminately killing prisoners in the prison."

"Oh, that's really a pity, then let's hand over the prisoner." Moson said regretfully, and then spoke to Katu behind him.

"Katu, prepare the prisoner information this time and make a good handover."

"Yes, Your Majesty Major General."

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The main goal was not achieved, and Mawson no longer had the idea of ​​staying in Impel Down.

After the handover was completed, he led the fleet directly back to the Navy Headquarters.

There are some good things waiting for him there.

Office of the Admiral, Headquarters of the Navy.

Warring States was dealing with documents, and to be honest, he was a little uncomfortable without old man Garp noisy next to him.

Sitting next to him now is Kuzan. As for what he is doing, you can tell by looking at the blindfold on his eyes.

At this time, the door to the office suddenly opened.

The signal soldier looked helpless and wanted to pull Mo Sen who walked in, but Mo Sen had already reached Seng Guo's desk.

"Report to Marshal of the Warring States Period. Mo Sen is here to report. Ah, General Kuzan is also here. Long time no see."

After Mo Sen saluted, he said hello to the sleepy Kuzan who had opened his blindfold. He took a bag of senbei from the place where the senbei were placed during the Warring States Period and sat next to Kuzan.

The proficiency of his movements was second only to that of another man who did this, Old Man Garp.

Needless to say, this is from the same origin.

Warring States Period was a little tired, why were there so many contestants in the navy?

He waved his hand to let the signal soldier go down, then turned to Mo Sen.

"Tell me, what happened when you came back this time?"

Mo Sen said with a serious face: "Look at what you said, I can't come back to see you if I have nothing to do..."

Warring States interrupted impatiently: "If you don't tell me, I'll let you go back."

"Don't, don't, you see, we are all the marshal's people, why are they so impatient."

As soon as Mo Sen said these words, not only did Seng Guo's forehead flash with a few black lines, but even the corner of Kuzan's mouth twitched.
To be continued...