Pirate Ninja Arrival

Warring States raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't expect Mo Yan, a little guy, to really care about management, and it wasn't just to make money.

When Mo Yan saw Seng Guo's surprised action, he immediately became angry, rolled his eyes, and walked around to the other side with his fat rice on his back.

He was very curious about the goats of the Warring States Period.

The goat was chewing a document at this time, most of it had been eaten, and a small section was still exposed. The words "Seven Martial Arts, Proposal, List, and Recruitment" could be vaguely seen.

Is Shichibu the Shichibukai system?

It seems that the list of Shichibukai has been decided for recruitment.

Warring States just glanced at it, but did not stop Mo Yan from snooping into secrets. He called Jiao Ke who was waiting outside the door and asked him to sort out the detailed documents of Class 31.

Mo Yan didn't stare at the document. He stretched out his hand and carefully stroked the goat's hair. It was unexpectedly soft, like silk.

The fat rice lying on the head also became interested, and he wanted to jump on the goat's back. However, he misjudged the slipperiness of the goat's hair, and missed it and fell to the ground along the goat's back. Mo Yan quickly caught him with his quick eyes. .

Fatty Rice showed no fear at all. He broke away from Mo Yan's hand and ran to the goat's leg, trying to climb up the goat's thigh like he always did with Mo Yan.

As a result, the smooth hair had no focus, and after being scratched for more than a dozen times, it still stayed in place. All he could do was cast a pitiful look at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan looked amused and stretched out his hands to carry it onto the goat's back, but the goat's back was not very large. As soon as he let go, the fat rice slid down its hair again.

This was repeated several times, but the fat rice could not successfully stay on the goat's back, and it howled in anger.

"Okay, stop playing." Warring States interrupted Mo Yan's entertainment time: "Your information has arrived."

Mo Yan raised his head after hearing this, and Zeng Guo pushed a small stack of documents on his desk forward. Mo Yan let go of the fat rice and stepped forward to take it, a thick stack.

Browsing through the files quickly.

Alvira Burroughs, Goulant, Sadie Kinsey, Edie Boult, Uhtred Yearwood, Iska

After a cursory glance, I didn't see anyone who looked too familiar. Mo Yan couldn't help but smack his mouth in regret. He raised his head and wanted to ask if Warring States had given him a crooked melon and cracked jujube, but a hard object blocked his words.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu oh, yummy, yummy”

At first Mo Yan thought he had been dripped somehow, but when he saw Seng Guo carrying a bag of senbei on his desk, he immediately realized that what he had stuffed into his mouth was a piece of senbei.

After eating it in a few bites, it tasted really good. For Mo Yan, who had been eating barbecue for half a year, this was really delicious.

"That's right, this is your grandfather's favorite senbei. Every time he comes to my place, he spoils it a lot." Warring States said with a smile.

"That's right, Garp went too far." Mo Yan followed the words of the Warring States Period and said: "It's better to be Grandpa Warring States Period. You see, you can give me at least 1000 million Baileys every month. This is the minimum consumption."

Warring States thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

The last words struck while the iron was hot: "Look, Grandpa Warring States, tomorrow is the first day of school on the 5th. Should the tuition be paid first?"

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Warring States stared and thought for a while, then looked astonished, searched in the drawer, called Mo Yan to come forward, tore off the third-class soldier epaulettes on Mo Yan's shoulders, and put two more epaulettes on them.

The rank of lieutenant has a bar pattern but no stars. This is the rank of a warrant officer, which is higher than a sergeant and lower than a second lieutenant. It is equal to the 5 military merit rank at Mo Yan's time.

The last words were a little confusing: "No, Grandpa Warring States, I mean can we settle the military pay first?"

Only then did Warring States understand the meaning of Mo Yan's gesture just now. He smiled and rubbed Mo Yan's hair into a chicken nest with his thick palms, and said, "I'm thinking about getting paid before I even start working. Come back and get it on the 5th of next month."

Mo Yan's face fell, he mercilessly slapped away Seng Guo's evil palm, and said rudely: "Humph, you are very stingy, I won't send you goodbye."

Holding the information, he turned around and walked out the door.

Seeing this, Feifan no longer cared about playing. He reluctantly growled a few words at the goat's milk, and trotted to catch up with Mo Yan.

嘭

The office door was smashed, and Zhan Guo sat on his desk, his face full of laughter and tears. In the end, he just smiled and shook his head, not caring about Mo Yan's willfulness.

After all, I'm only 12 years old, and there's nothing wrong with getting angry if I don't get it.

He wanted to grab a few more pieces of senbei to satisfy his craving, but in vain. Sengoku was stunned and the large bag of senbei he had placed on his desk disappeared.

The empty hand subconsciously grabbed the air and said helplessly: "Hey, this little guy actually imitated Garp and came to cause trouble to my senbei."

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Warring States opened the drawer and took out another bag of senbei. He ate it with a doting smile on his lips.

I don’t know why, I just feel so happy that I want to laugh.

Outside the office.

After grabbing the delicious scallops from the Warring States period, Mo Yan hurried away and met Jiao Ke who was standing guard outside the door. A guilty Mo Yan pretended not to have seen him, bowed his head and walked out.

Qiao Ke looked up and down at Mo Yan, skipping the fat rice that climbed up on Mo Yan's head, and focused on Mo Yan's arms. To be precise, it was the document that Mo Yan was holding, and a bag sandwiched between the document and his chest. Crackers.

As a person close to the Warring States Period, Jiao Ke naturally recognized the senbei purchased by himself, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

This senbei Sengoku is a very precious thing. Except for Garp, the entire navy has never given it to anyone else. I never thought that Mo Yan could take away such a big bag at one time.

It seems that Mo Yan's status in the hearts of the Warring States Period is not low.

Mo Yan didn't know what other things Qiao Ke thought of from a bag of senbei. He just felt that he had been caught doing something wrong and hurried outside.

Jiao Ke didn't stop him and just watched him leave. After Mo Yan disappeared at the top of the stairs, he walked to the door of an office next door, knocked lightly, and said respectfully: "General Akainu, Marshal of the Warring States Period has already met." Guests are finished."

A few seconds later, the door opened, revealing the tall figure of Akainu, who limped past Jock, came to Sengoku's office, knocked on the door, and then entered.

Mo Yan didn't know what he had missed, so he ran to the stairs and saw the waiting man.

"Hey, you're still here with your t-bone, I thought you were gone."

"I thought you might not know the way back, and some details haven't been discussed with you yet, so it's necessary to wait." T-bone said very politely.

Mo Yan's heart felt a little warm when he heard this. After thinking about it, he handed over the senbei in his arms: "Why don't you eat it? It came from the Warring States Period."

T-bone hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took out a piece. Mo Yan needed a few mouthfuls of dried senbei, and he could swallow it in one bite. Yes, swallow it, swallow it raw without chewing.

Mo Yan only felt a sting in his throat.

Mom, no wonder T-bone hesitated just now

T-bone, the way you eat like this is very harmful to your esophagus, you know?

Mo Yan silently took back the senbei and gave half of the student's documents to T-bone. He should be more interested in this.

Inadvertently, Mo Yan glanced at a student profile. The orange hair color in the photo made him stunned. Then he looked at the name,

what

This girl is not