Pirate: This general is a bit drifting!

The captain said nothing.

But Smoker in the office spoke.

"Is it Ximu?"

"Come in quickly."

As soon as Smoker finished speaking, the door to the office was automatically opened by the smoke.

Seeing the office door open, the captain winked at Ximu and pushed Ximu in.

Entering the office, Ximu saw Smoker sitting on the sofa, puffing away, with several circles of bandages wrapped around his body.

"Colonel Smoker, what do you want from me?"

"Hahaha, this is for you."

Smoker walked up to Ximu cheerfully, with a letter of appointment in his hand.

"The Navy Headquarters has agreed to my promotion proposal for you, No, this is for you."

After receiving the appointment letter, Ximu saw Smoker announcing with a serious face.

"From today on, you will officially become an ensign."

"Yes!"

Ximu stood at attention and responded loudly.

"In addition, in view of your outstanding performance this time, the headquarters has specially added a warship to Rogge Town."

When Smoker said this, his voice changed and he looked at Ximu with admiration in his eyes.

"I have decided to let you be the captain of this new warship."

At this moment, Ximu was stunned.

There's not much to say about being promoted to second lieutenant.

With military merit and Colonel Smoker's recommendation, this matter was already a certainty, but how could a warship be handed over to a second lieutenant as captain.

According to common sense, even in the East China Sea, at least one needs to be a captain.

Seeing the admiration in Smoker's eyes, Ximu immediately understood.

This was the back door Smoker opened for himself. Now, Ximu also understood why the captain showed envy.

You know, none of the captains in Rogge Town has his own independent warship.

After talking about business, Smoker and Ximu talked about some views on justice.

Ximu said without hesitation.

"My justice is to eliminate all pirates in this sea."

As soon as these words came out, Smoker looked at Ximu and was even more amazed at how determined he was as a navy man.

After thinking for a long time, Smoker said slowly.

"Nishiki, I wonder if you have heard of the Sixth Form of the Navy."

Ximu was startled, thinking that I must know the Six Styles.

Looking at Smoker secretly, Ximu thought to himself that the Six Style Shave was brushed out of you yesterday.

But on the surface, Ximu still shook his head.

Smoker saw Ximu shaking his head, also expressing understanding.

"Except for the navy of the headquarters, the navy of other branches can only learn the Sixth Form of the Navy when they reach the rank of colonel. It's normal that you haven't heard of it."

Hearing this, Ximu asked hesitantly.

"Colonel Nasmogg, tell me this, is it..."

Smoker nodded heavily, confirming Ximu's thoughts.

"Yes, I plan to teach you the Sixth Form of the Navy."

With that said, Smoker waved with a smile and led Ximu to the training room downstairs.

Go into the training room.

Smoker rolled up his sleeves and said to Ximu.

"The Sixth Form of the Navy is a physical technique invented to surpass the limits of human physical ability. The moves are extremely powerful."

"They are six moves: Shaver, Iron Block, Paper Painting, Moon Step, Lan Kick, and Finger Spear."

Smoker said while showing Ximu.

Ximu looked at Smoker while looking at the clusters of golden balls that exploded from Smoker.

"You picked up a physical skill experience!"

"You picked up a physical skill - Shave!"

……

Is this over?

Ximu waited for a long time until Smoker finished demonstrating all six moves, but could not wait for other moves to be revealed.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, am I a non-chief?

After the demonstration, Smoker walked to Westwood again.

"How's it going? Do you feel powerful?"

Smoker laughed and handed Ximu a pamphlet.

"Here are the six exercises recorded here. I'll give you one day, so you can learn them here. Remember to return them to me in the evening."

With that said, Smoker walked out of the training room.

Before leaving, Smoker suddenly turned around and said.

"If you can remember as much as you can, remember as much as you can, but you only have one day today."

After closing the door to the training room, the training room fell into deep silence.

Ximu was a little helpless.

Opening the booklet, it was filled with dense text and graphics.

Ximu felt dizzy for a while.

I have to say that Smoker's method of winning people's hearts is indeed beautiful.

Facing this hand, Ximu was still slightly moved in his heart.

But after a whole afternoon passed, the emotion in Ximu's heart had long been wiped away without a trace.

I can't learn it at all!

have to.

It seems that the talent of his predecessor turned out to be a pure waste and a great injustice.

Thinking about it, if his previous talent was good, he wouldn't be reduced to a street gangster.

Roll up the booklet in your hand and pat it gently a few times.

Ximu couldn't help but clicked his tongue. Why should he practice honestly when there are already cheats?

Is not silly.

Ximu walked out of the training room and returned to Smoker's office.

Smoker was still sitting on the sofa puffing away smoke.

Seeing Ximu walking in, Smoker stood up, took the pamphlet, and asked somewhat maliciously.

"Second Lieutenant Ximu, I wonder how many of these techniques you have learned?"

Ximu was a little embarrassed, but still said it on the surface.

"Report to the colonel that I have learned one of the six styles of shaving."

"Oh, I haven't learned it yet, it doesn't matter...wait, you said you learned how to shave?"

After Smoker put back the booklet, he sat down without paying much attention at first, ready to continue puffing away.

But when he heard Ximu say that he had learned how to shave, his eyes widened and he stood up suddenly.

"Are you serious?"

Smoker's eyes were filled with suspicion.

"Let me see, how well do you master it?"

Without hesitation, Ximu used the shaver several times in a row in this small office.

It was so fast that I couldn’t see the figure clearly.

Smoker is a bit autistic.

When he first learned the Six Styles from his teacher Zefa, he couldn't remember whether it took three months or half a year.

"It seems that Second Lieutenant Ximu is still an out-and-out genius."

Colonel Smoker's tone was full of sourness.

Originally, he wanted to brag about how fast he was when he first learned the Six Styles and what a genius he was.

But when he saw Ximu's performance, thousands of words suddenly choked in his throat and he was speechless.

At this time, Smoker had already made up his mind.

In a short time, he didn't want to see this annoying guy again.

Taking a hard breath, smoke billowed out of Smoker's body and pushed Ximu out of the office.

boom!

The office door, swept by smoke, closed loudly.

Ximu was a little confused.

This is so good, why is Colonel Smoker so crazy?

Taking out his appointment letter from his arms, and identifying the direction, Ximu walked towards the direction of the parked warship.