Yes, I just feel uncomfortable.

Although Mo Sen can't kill the Tianlong people, it doesn't mean that he can't teach them a lesson.

With his current physical skills, it couldn't be easier to leave hidden wounds on an ordinary person's body.

A stupid son can make clear arrangements casually.

There is an old saying that goes, armed with a sharp weapon, the intention to kill comes from within.

In such a world of advanced military force, power does not necessarily guarantee a person's life.

Only your own strength is your greatest confidence.

If Mo Sen was still the little shrimp who just came out of the East China Sea, he would have no choice but to hide when he encountered such a Tianlong, and he could only hide away if he couldn't afford to offend him.

But now Mohsen is no longer among the small group of people with the highest level of combat power.

Not to mention that he still has a lot of time to grow into the world's top fighting force.

This is what gives him the confidence to be tough.

Not a Vice Admiral.

From the perspective of the worldview that Mawson has cultivated in his other world, there is naturally a conflict with the Celestial Dragons, the highest privileged class.

I didn't expect to meet here suddenly.

Coral Avenue.

Mawson didn't have to wait long, as Drake appeared here with a group of soldiers.

This is the best of the best trained by Mawson.

It doesn't matter what you do normally, once there is a task, you will be ready immediately.

The location of the hospital has been found out clearly, and Mo Sen led the team to rush there directly.

"The situation is like what I told you. Once you get there, you should take care of the ward. No one can come into contact with him except doctors and nurses. Xun will sit there. Derek, go and find out the situation. One person is seriously injured.

The Tianlong people didn’t want to take good care of their injuries, but instead knew about our existence immediately. The plane is too coincidental.”

On the way, Mawson told Drake the situation.

Didn't the Celestial Dragons require naval protection? Then all surroundings should be protected, and not even a single insect would be allowed in.

With Mo Sen's orders, none of these self-trained soldiers would obey any orders from the Celestial Dragons.

Plus Xun's position.

By the way, phone bugs also need to be confiscated. How can a seriously injured and dying man in a shipwreck still have phone bugs?

This is a bit too low-level to do things.

Yeah, but I have to admit, it does work.

"Don't worry, Lieutenant General, I will investigate the matter clearly." Derek promised as he followed behind Mawson, "It seems that the people who made small moves don't know where our reputation in the new world comes from."

All the soldiers who followed Mawson's army, not to mention others, were very proud of what they had learned.

…

The hospital is next to the rich area of ​​Fishman Island.

The world is so unfair. Doctors, navigators, and other professions are naturally blessed with aura.

Compared with ordinary civilians, rich people are undoubtedly more favored by doctors.

After all, when it comes to medical treatment, you still have to look at the food and prescribe the medicine.

Can picking up weeds yield the same harvest as cutting crops?

Fortunately, the Celestial Dragons were not among them. The fishman doctor didn't have the guts to ask the Celestial Dragons for medical expenses, not to mention that this was directly arranged by Princess Otohime.

In front of the ward, Mawson led a team over and met the fishman soldiers stationed there.

These fishmen soldiers were a little nervous after seeing Mawson. This was a big shot who could talk directly to their king.

"Lieutenant General Moson, you...hello."

Four fishmen soldiers quickly greeted Mawson.

Mohsen smiled at them with a gentle attitude.

"Hello everyone, thank you for your hard work. Are you always on duty here?"

The murloc soldiers were a little flattered, and the soldier closest to Li Mosen answered Mosen's words.

"We just came here to take over the job not long ago. We were not the ones on duty here before."

Mo Sen's eyes flickered for a moment and then disappeared.

"That's okay. You can go back and report now. We will take over here. You can report to Princess Otohime after you go back. There is no need to send soldiers here."

"yes."

Perhaps because Mawson's majesty was too great, the four fishmen soldiers subconsciously responded as commanders.

After saluting Mawson, he was ready to get up and go back.

Without Mawson having to say anything, Drake had already followed behind him.

"Thank you for your hard work. On behalf of Lieutenant General Mohsen, I will send you this."

"Ah? No, no, that's embarrassing. We can just go back by ourselves."

As the sound faded away, Mo Sen arranged for a team of ten people to be on duty here, and led Xun directly to open the door and walk into the ward.

It can be seen that this is obviously a high-end ward.

The entire room is spacious and bright, except for the hospital bed.

Lying on the hospital bed is the Celestial Dragon Don Quixote Musgard whom I met yesterday.

The pardon-colored hair is combed into a funny bun.

At this time, he was wearing a striped hospital gown, with bandages on many parts of his body.

The condescending expression on the other party's pale and ugly face seemed to be fixed on it.

Seeing Mo Sen bring someone in, the already pale Tian Longren half-leaned on the bed and looked at him with contempt.

As the most prominent person in the navy, Musgarud naturally knew this youngest naval monster, Vice Admiral.

I heard that he is very powerful, but so what, he is just a dog raised by the Celestial Dragons.

Why don't you just come here obediently now?

Such a person should be turned into a slave to see if he dares to be disrespectful to himself in the future.

He put his hands on the bed to support him to lie more comfortably.

Suddenly, the cane on the right touched a hard object.

Um?

Didn't you get a gun yourself? When did you appear here?

do not care.

He directly held the golden pistol in his hand and pointed it at Mawson.

"You, a navy man, dare to ignore me and hang up my phone. Who gave you the courage, a dog, to disobey your master's orders? Now kneel down and apologize to me. I will consider letting him go."

Just pass you by a horse."

Musgarud, who had a gun in his hand, pointed at Moson proudly. Didn't he dare to hang up on me before and ignore this young master, a noble man in the world?

Now it's not the same as coming here obediently.

Anyone who dares to be disrespectful to ‘God’ will definitely not end well.

I must teach you a lesson.

Mo Sen's eyes turned cold. This was the first time he faced the Celestial Dragons directly.

In the past, I only knew that they were mentally retarded from the plot, as well as from daily hearings and newspapers.

Now I am facing this idiot head-on.

Sure enough, these people don't regard anyone other than themselves as human beings at all.

Even as a Vice Admiral myself.

The temperature in the air seemed to have dropped a few degrees, and Mawson hadn't figured out how to deal with this guy yet.

Musgard shuddered when he saw Mohsen's cold eyes, a look of fear flashed in his eyes, and then he became angry.

"How dare you look at me like this, you are so brave."

He pointed at Mawson's pistol and raised his hand to shoot Mawson.

At this time, a sword flashed, the expected gunshot did not sound, and the golden pistol had been cut into two pieces.

Before Musgard made any move, his vision went dark and he fainted.
To be continued...