“Hmm~~~~~~ha~~~~~”

Mihawk saw his leader standing there with his hands raised, squatting, and making grunting sounds for many days. He finally couldn't help asking:

"My Lord, what are you doing?"

Mo Xingchen turned around and said mysteriously:

"Practice!"

In his heart, he was already roaring loudly:

Why!

I've been holding it in for so many days!

Nothing came out except a fart!

Tired, destroy it!

Suddenly, Mo Xingchen became like a salted fish, lying carelessly on the head of the sea king and directly started the bad mode.

After so many years of contact, which of the Seven Warlords of the Sea is not aware of Mo Xingchen's temper?

When doing serious work, he is really cool and awesome, and very reliable!

But when they have nothing to do, they are just a bunch of funny shrimps, as their leaders would say.

So Mihawk opened a bottle of red wine and started drinking it by himself. As for Mo Xingchen's madness, I said I should cooperate with him, but I pretended to turn a blind eye.

At this time, a news bird landed towards them and stopped quietly in front of Mihawk.

Mihawk reached directly into the interlayer of his windbreaker, pulled out a stack of banknotes, took out the smallest denomination of 1000 Baileys and handed it over, then pointed at Mo Xingchen who was lying there doubting his life and said:

"Two copies, no need to change."

The Newsbird immediately took the money with a smile on its face, picked up a newspaper with its beak, and placed it in Mihawk's hand in a flattering manner.

Then he raised his wings and saluted, expressing his deep respect for Mihawk's generosity.

Then it jumped to the side of the squid, picked up a newspaper, put it gently in his hand, and then flew away happily.

Mo Xingchen picked up the newspaper in his hand and took a look. The eye-catching headline caught his eye.

《Shock!!! The battle between the Four Emperors begins!》

Following this is a detailed report that the Whitebeard Pirates have officially declared war on the Beasts Pirates!

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As this piece of news spread, the new world became extremely lively, just like a boiling oil pan being poured with a bucket of cold water.

In the next few days, there were new reports every day. First, Kaido accepted the challenge in a high-profile manner and took the lead in attacking a base of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Then the Whitebeard Pirates counterattacked and destroyed the weapons supply line of the Beasts Pirates.

Right now, the two pirate groups are fighting fiercely at the junction of their respective territories.

Each report also includes Morgans' analysis of the battles, the strategic intentions behind each battle, and so on.

The other pirates in the New World are also fighting each other, but the intensity of their battles is not as high as the war between these two royal groups.

It was not worthy of Morgans spending so much space to report it. At most, he would open a small column at the back of the newspaper to mention who had fought with who, and who won.

On the way back, these newspapers provided a good form of entertainment for Mo Xingchen and Mihawk.

When they returned to the Red Earth Continent elevator again, the big eyes of the sea king fish were filled with tears of reluctance. After waving its fins to bid farewell to the two of them, it disappeared in a flash.

"Lao Mi, are you going to the East China Sea for fun?"

"Not yet. This time the progress is quite big. I need to go back and digest it first."

Mihawk answered seriously.

HP—1

If this were a digital world, such a number would definitely be floating above Mo Xingchen's head at this moment.

Because after listening to Mihawk's words, Mr. Mo suddenly felt that his young heart had suffered tons of critical damage. It can be said that the damage was not high, but it was extremely insulting.

He opened his mouth but in the end, nothing came out. All the emotion he had to express turned into a pat on Mihawk's shoulder.

Then he turned around and walked towards the warship heading back to the headquarters, and caught a ride home.

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When he returned to the Marine Headquarters, Marinford, he had just arrived at the door of the Marshal's office and was about to kick the door open when he heard Marshal Zhan Guo's crazy laughter coming from inside.

Mo Xingchen looked at the signalman at the door in confusion, and signaled with his eyes:

what's the situation?

The signalman first shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Then he shrugged and said softly:

"General, the Marshal has been like this for many days!"

Mo Xingchen nodded, slowly lowered his raised right foot, then carefully turned the door handle, gently pushed open a gap, and poked his head in.

Before he could see clearly what was going on inside, he was discovered by Zhan Guo.

"Hahahaha, Xiao Mo is back! Come in, come in."

Mo Xingchen saw that he had been discovered, so he stopped pretending and walked in openly.

Looking at Marshal Zhan Guo, who was sitting behind his desk and had a red face due to excessive excitement, he asked in confusion:

"Uncle Zhan Guo, you are having a second spring. Which old lady have you hooked up with?"

"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth! I'm very happy these days, don't force me to slap you!"

Zhan Guo blew his beard and glared at Mo Xingchen, then picked up the newspaper on the desk, pointed at the headline and showed it to Mo Xingchen, and asked with a smile:

"Did you cause the Whitebeard Pirates to go crazy?"

"Oh~ That's it, basic operation, don't worry."

Mo Xingchen spoke nonchalantly as he took out a few packets of senbei from the cupboard, went straight to the sofa in the lounge area, sat down, and started to boil water and make tea.

This time, Zhan Guo was not angry about Mo Xingchen snatching his snacks. Instead, he took out a small bag of tea from the drawer of the desk in front of him and sat down in the rest area.

He handed the tea in his hand to Mo Xingchen and said with a smile:

"Drink this, this is good!"

Mo Xingchen took it and sniffed it. The dry tea leaves gave off a faint orchid fragrance, which was naturally sharp, rich and long. He immediately joked:

"Tsk tsk tsk, Lao Deng, your tea is really good stuff! It's not cheap!

No, I'm going to report your lifestyle issues, it's so corrupt!"

Upon hearing this, Zhan Guo rolled his eyes at Mo Xingchen in annoyance.

How fresh! I am the Admiral of the Navy. I don't steal or rob. Can't I enjoy myself?

Besides, I treated you to some good tea with good intentions. It would be fine if you were not grateful, but you actually want to report me?

Who are you going to report to? Humph! Who dares to control me?

"I find it so irritating to talk to a brat like you!

If you want to talk about corruption, then you have to report Zefa first. He is about to buy the entire Marinford and give it to Xiaoyu. "

When Mo Xingchen heard Marshal Zhan Guo's complaints, his subordinates paused slightly. He remembered that the old man Uncle Zefa didn't smoke, didn't like snacks, and didn't have any bad habits.

After saving up money for a coffin for so many years, it must be much older now!

Should I also go and cheat...well, help him spend a little bit?

Forget it, just be a human being!

Mo Xingchen smiled and shook his head.

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