One Piece, the world belongs to you

"You let go the pirate who injured the Tianlong people. The Five Old Stars asked you to challenge one of the four emperors to show your loyalty and strength. You choose one." Sengoku's cold eyes turned into sigh.

Looking at the frail figure in front of him, even though he knew that this body contained inhuman energy, he still regarded this as his godson.

He became his father again.

A father worried about his son.

Mo Zixiao's hand rubbing his temples paused, and his silver-grey eyes looked at the worried old father Zhan Guo in front of him. Zhan Guo turned away with some guilt. The filial son was silent for a moment, but decided to let his poor old father go: "You decide."

It's not that he's too lazy to think about it, he just thinks that as a naval marshal, Sengoku is more suitable to think about the mission! Absolutely! right! without! have! male! Report! private! hatred!

Warring States gritted his teeth, made up his mind not to look at Mo Zixiao, and said in a harsh tone: "I suggest you choose Big Mom."

After the first sentence was spoken, the subsequent explanation became much smoother: "Although overall, the red-haired one is the weakest among the four emperors. But I'm afraid that you may have the same aspirations as him and become a pirate instead."

It has to be said that during the period when Mo Zixiao was in coma, the old father's magical reason unexpectedly won the approval of almost all the top brass of the navy...

Mo Zixiao:......

Will not! The salary in the Navy is high, and the benefits are also good. There is only one big mission per year at most, and the working hours are Monday to Friday, 9 to 5, which is very reasonable, not to mention that there are only three days of overtime per month. The most important thing is that there are a lot of empty bottles here! !

Warring States, who knew all about his heartless bastards, instantly understood Mo Zixiao's eyes.

So, our dear and beloved Navy Marshal Seng Guosang raised his Buddha palm, which was tightly wrapped in armed colors, and punched Mo Zixiao in the head.

"Well..." Someone who was beaten almost every day calmly wiped away the saline solution and complained silently in his heart.

The stinky old man's beatings are getting more and more painful...

However, General Silver Dragon was facially paralyzed, and Mo Zixiao remained expressionless no matter how many inner dramas he was having. Warring States, who knew what he was thinking, rolled his eyes fiercely and decided not to care about this real little white-eyed wolf - it was still a mission It’s important, and it’s not too late to wait until the mission is over: “I don’t need to talk about Whitebeard, right? He is qualified to become the Pirate King! As for Kaido, he is immortal himself, moody and angry, and has many talents under his command. I’m afraid you will suffer a loss.”

After a pause, a sharp flash of light flashed in Warring States' eyes: "Relatively speaking, Big Mom will be much easier to deal with. Although her children are talented, only four generals can currently stand alone." After saying this in one breath, he felt a little thirsty. Warring States grabbed the tea prepared for the hungover Mo Zixiao and drank it in one gulp: "You don't have much to worry about."

Watching my own tea being drunk. I am so stingy that I am willing to get up early to pick up the bottle every morning. Mo Zixiao:...

Don’t worry, and really want you to spit out your tea.

But the most important thing at this time is not this, but...

Mo Zixiao was silent, and his long light gray hair fell a little, hiding his silver-gray eyes under the silver thread, making him look even more fragile.

Warring States couldn't help but pursed his lips tightly. After all, this child was still young. It was not a big mistake to value feelings and let go of his childhood playmate. After this time, even if he didn't want this old face, he would still invite the Burning Fruit ability user to become Seven Wu Hai, the injured Tianlong people don’t know who hurt him anyway, plus Garp’s grandson... the five old stars will not offend two general-level combatants for the sake of the Tianlong people. Just treat it as a surprise for the brat and his old comrades.

It's a pity that the poor marshal probably didn't expect that there would be a newcomer who would refuse such an invitation, and the identity of this newcomer was so astonishing.

And what is our other client thinking?

It’s already 4:59…

One minute left to get off work! ! !

...Three, two, one! get off work! !

Hey! Just, be happy!

Looking at Mo Zixiao, who instantly lifted the quilt with no expression on his face, and his whole body revealed that he was happy, Warring States, who understood everything in an instant and wanted to beat him up:...

"You're so mad at me!!" Realizing that all the guilt and worry he just felt were just fed to dogs, Warring States, who had a shark mouth, roared: "Tomorrow! No! Now! Now! Now! Get out of here and do the task!!"

Mo Zixiao, who was happily getting ready to get off work, turned around stiffly and looked at Warring States expressionlessly, inexplicably trying to please him.

"It's useless, I tell you! Acting cute is useless!" The furious Warring States said that he was not bribed at all: "One month! Labor and management will only give you one month! Don't worry, tomorrow morning at the latest, the whole world will know that you are going to challenge Big Mom! I Let me tell you! If you dare to embarrass the navy! Don’t want those broken bottles of yours!!”

Mo Zixiao:! ! !

Cruel! vicious! Shameless! The majestic navy marshal actually attacked the cute and innocent bottle! ! !

Forced by the marshal who was half mad with his son's anger, Mo Zixiao glanced at Warring States silently and nodded to express his understanding.

"Huh!" This is an old father who means that he is still very angry and is very willing to give his son a good beating before he leaves home and narrowly escapes death: "Let's go!"

Brave and high-spirited, the navy marshal and the admiral came to the port of the navy headquarters.

Hundreds of warships are anchored here, brazenly showing off the strength of the largest military force in the pirate world under the moonlight.

Originally there was almost no one at this time except the navy soldiers stationed there, but when Mo Zixiao and Warring States came here, they saw a group of big guys representing the navy's combat power - the three generals, Akainu Sakaski, The blue pheasant Kuzan, and the yellow ape Polusalino.

Three three-meter-high pillars stood quietly at the port. Seeing the surprise in Mo Zixiao's eyes, they couldn't help but smile.

"They are here to see you off." Warring States, who was familiar with the tempers of his colleagues, had already expected this. With a smile in his eyes, he looked at his son's rare surprise.

...come to see me off? As for... I'm not going to die.

Mo Zixiao was quite moved and was speechless, but everyone thought that he narrowly escaped death this time...

Mo Zixiao said in the future that everyone thought he was going to die. Haha.

"Mo Zixiao, I have prepared enough water and food for you! I am waiting here for your triumphant return!" Akainu, who had always been serious, still gave a short and familiar blessing, and Mo Zixiao nodded silently.

It's really annoying that Akainu is always so attentive. This friend is worth keeping.

"It's nice to give you an eye patch." The words were concise and to the point, and the person who was lazily turned out to be Qing Pheasant. But... why do you have to give me a blindfold every time? I have already collected a pair of mahjong! Forget about cats and dogs, this time it’s a dolphin, right? Definitely a dolphin!

I can’t complain anymore, dear…

"Hey~ You two really ruined the good atmosphere~ Come on, Xiaoxiao, I'll give you a sea motorcycle, it's very fast~ I won't wish you a triumphant return, after all, you are the one that Sengoku Sang likes. Ah~" Kizaru pointed happily at the extremely small motorcycle parked between the two warships.

No, they didn't ruin the atmosphere at all. It was you who ruined the atmosphere.

"Okay, okay, Mo Zixiao, go up." Warring States interrupted Huang Yuan, who was still about to make a joke, and looked at the child he had raised since childhood solemnly and cherished, just like when he first went on a mission, he watched He travels.

"Yeah." Mo Zixiao nodded, got on the sea motorcycle, and set off towards Big Mom's territory.

What exactly is the road ahead? He never cared.

He will only move towards his goal and never stop.

Because, behind him, there is someone he swore to protect.