The Pirate I Am Undead

Chapter 233 Let you witness the miracle

Dazzling lights flash and hot music covers everything up,

But it couldn't hide the gradually cold atmosphere between Mo Jing and Moria.

"Not really."

Facing Moria's question, Mo Jing smiled lightly and said,

"We are allies!"

"Shit allies!"

Moria looked very irritable.

"When I saw the news about Ace's execution yesterday, I should have run away!"

He said regretfully: "I knew you, this guy, would definitely come to me to save him!"

Sanji on the side was already stunned - the sea demon was going to save Ace?

Go to the Navy Headquarters, Marinevando, and save Ace in front of tens of thousands of elite navy, countless lieutenant generals and three generals?

No one on the Koi told him about this, but looking back now, it seems that everyone acquiesced to it.

But isn’t this seeking death?

Even if Whitebeard disrupts the situation,

A war of this level is not something that just a newly emerged supernova can participate in!

Especially the sea devil,

As long as he dares to appear on the battlefield, he will definitely receive the attention of the three generals.

Death without a burial place is light.

He looked at Mo Jing in shock.

However, the two people in the conversation ignored his meaning.

"Then why don't you leave?" Mo Jing asked slowly.

Moria paused, clenched his fists, and stared at Mo Jing with bloodshot eyes.

After a long time, he said word by word: "Is there really nothing to talk about?"

With these words, the atmosphere in the VIP table completely fell to freezing point.

However, Mo Jing still looked calm and calm. He skillfully took the roasted hind leg meat from the table, cut it into pieces, dipped it in dipping sauce, wrapped it with vegetables and wrapped it in a thin pancake. Yana's dangerous gaze almost condensed into substance, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

"I told you, it doesn't matter."

Moria sneered: "Because we are allies?"

He pushed the bottle forward.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Mo Jing inserted a piece of barbecue, raised his fork, and twirled it slightly: "The war is coming, and I need a closer relationship than an ally."

"Just tell me that you want me to betray the World Government and the Navy and become your subordinate!"

Moria sneered and said,

"Then I might as well die!"

Mo Jing remained silent and ate quietly.

And Moria is like a resentful woman who has been holding back for a long time, full of firepower:

"Do you know how many people the Navy has prepared for this war?"

"At least 100,000 elites! All of them are captains or above in each branch!"

He almost jumped,

"How many people can he gather with his white beard? The strongest man in the world, bah!"

He leaned forward and brought that weird face close to Mo Jing, his fingers almost poked a hole in his face, spittle flew from his mouth,

"Look at me. Hey, Sea Demon, open your eyes and look at me. I'm a healthy guy, but you stepped on the ground and beat me just because I'm old."

"He has a white beard. Now he has to take oxygen and hang a hanging bottle while sitting. What can a remnant of the old world do to compete with the navy?"

"If you mess with him, you're just seeking death yourself, and you want me to follow you to seek death too!!"

He pounded the table angrily,

"You might as well kill me here with one knife!!"

Mo Jing was stunned when he heard this and raised his head to look at him: "Really?"

Moriah choked and his momentum suddenly dropped. He turned his head and curled his lips and said, "Just say it, isn't it?"

Mo Jing looked at him with a smile and said softly: "What if I can restore Whitebeard to his peak?"

Moria's body froze, and after a few seconds he said cautiously: "Can you really do it?"

Mo Jing nodded: "As long as you are willing to help me."

"Still impossible!"

Moria shook her head violently, fearing that she would be deceived by Mo Jing.

"He has a white beard. Even if he returns to his peak, there is only one person. Look at the Navy. The monsters Garp and Sengoku who beat Roger all over the world and put the Golden Lion in jail are still there, let alone the others. ”

"What does Whitebeard do to win?"

Mo Jing shook his finger: "Winning is indeed difficult, but if we just rescue Ace, with my help, Whitebeard's side will have a chance to do it."

"you--!"

Moriah prolonged his tone instantly,

"The person I least expect is you!"

"I, a Shichibukai, would be fine if I stayed on the navy side. But someone like you, who hangs out on the pirate side and still uses a sword, how can you survive on a battlefield like that?"

"I heard that during the last Shichibukai Conference, a certain world's best swordsman was very interested in you!"

"And Admiral, think about it for yourself, how many admirals have you offended in the past month?"

"And those powerful lieutenant generals, from humans to giants, you didn't miss any of them!"

Having said this, he slapped his hand on the table and said loudly:

"You still can't understand the situation, Sea Demon? In this war, pirates who are weaker than you have a higher survival rate than you!"

"You dare to participate. With your current strength, I don't know whether Ace will die or not, but that place will definitely be your graveyard!"

There was silence among the distinguished guests,

Sanji stood as motionless as a piece of wood beside him, but in fact he nodded crazily in his mind.

--exactly!

Throughout the ages, it was rare to see someone as capable of attracting hatred as Mo Jing.

He wished that Mo Jing would give up the idea of ​​participating.

At most, it's enough to provide some indirect help.

Why go and die?

If Chopper carried the sea devil's hatred on his back, he would have to become incontinent every day.

Under the eager glances from the surrounding people, Mo Jing put down the fork in his hand, wiped his fingers, and said leisurely: "You also said that it is my current strength."

Moria sneered, held up seven fingers, grinned his fangs with a sarcastic face: "There are still seven days before Ace's public execution. No, six days!"

"Do you want to tell me that in these six days, you will be able to survive to participate in that war?"

Mo Jing nodded and said calmly: "That's right."

Moria looked at Mo Jing with a ridiculous face, wanting to ask him if he was crazy, but looking at his calm expression, it seemed as if he was not unsure.

After thinking for a while, he finally decided to bow to reality: "I don't believe it. How could someone improve so much in six days?"

He glanced at Mo Jing: "If you had this ability, why would you have done it already?"

Mo Jing looked at him with a mysterious smile: "Just tell me, if I can do it, what will you do?"

Moria folded his hands and sneered disdainfully: "You can do it, don't ask me to be your subordinate, let me fight the general and I won't even say a word!"

"That's what you said."

Mo Jing stood up, held the handle of the knife at his waist, and looked directly into Moriah's eyes.

"Then, let you witness the miracle."

"I'll keep my eyes open and wait!" Moria snorted coldly.

Although he couldn't defeat Mo Jing, it was impossible for the other party to make him surrender with just a death threat and a few words. He would rather fight to the death.

"By the way, is Longma's body still there, which I asked you to preserve?" Suddenly, Mo Jing asked.

"Of course it's still there, that's the treasure I got with great difficulty!" Moria snapped his fingers, and the shadows under his body turned into several bats and flew out the door. After a while, he dragged a large coffin back to the banquet hall. .

Mo Jing lifted the coffin lid and inspected Ryoma's body - there were obvious signs of repairs on it, which should have been done by Hogbak's hands.

He nodded in satisfaction.

He said to Moria without raising his head: "Now, cut off my shadow and merge it with the dragon and horse."

"Huh?" After hearing this request, Moria turned his head and opened his mouth.