Pirates Never Work Overtime

On the deck of the White Snake, Mers and Gnar were each lying on a deck chair, basking in the sun and drinking drinks, with comfortable expressions on their faces.

"What are you going to do after Morse sees the big news Morgans? Are you really going to kill him directly? Although it's not a troublesome thing, it's just... forget it, you decide for yourself!"

Glancing at Nall's hesitant expression, Mers just nodded without expressing his attitude.

He also has some headaches about Big Morgan now. If he really kills the opponent directly, his title of 'killing' the general will be confirmed, because it is simply unreasonable to directly kill the writer of a report.

Sometimes Morse laments that it would have been better if he had chosen to be a pirate, so that if he didn't like whoever he liked, he could just go and kill him without having to worry about anything, unlike now when he wears the uniform of an admiral and encounters pirates.

Sometimes thieves need to think carefully about whether they can kill them directly.

"Hey! Mers, what happened to you on the 'Neverland' island? Now even the murderous aura in your body is starting to get out of control. I don't want you to one day become a madman who only knows how to kill people."

The voice was a little deep, and there was a rare worry in his eyes. At least Lu Qi had never seen it before, especially when facing the monster Morse.

"The sudden increase in strength and the massacre of a group of pirates have left some impurities in his swordsmanship. If not dealt with as soon as possible, it will be very troublesome in the future."

Jerome, the mad lion, leaned on the mast at the bow of the ship and glanced at Morse vaguely, explaining Morse's current state to Narr.

It's just that Jerome said it was easy, but in fact, there was already a huge wave in his heart. You must know that Mers is not a newcomer who just came out of the sea. It is no exaggeration to say that the other party is already standing at the top of this sea.

He was at the top. He had just entered Neverland and walked around like this. He could still achieve such a big breakthrough in strength. How could he not be amazed?

He had gone for a walk in Neverland many years ago, and had seen the 'Dream Fruit' that was praised by countless people. However, he had long mastered the domineering power of seeing, hearing, and color, and he could not deal with that kind of thing that would only add a layer of confinement to himself.

He simply ignored the rubbish, so now he was very curious about what the warden, Morse, had encountered in it.

"Um!"

Morse responded calmly, agreeing with Jerome's words.

Morse is very clear about his own situation. It all happened because [Morse's Biography] swallowed the 'Dream Fruit Tree', which allowed his mental power to break through and derived the 'Soul Blade', the ability that can directly hit the soul.

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The emergence of the Soul Blade gave his soul an edge that had never been seen before, but because the strength of his body could not be perfectly compatible with his powerful soul, this edge could not be concealed. Coupled with his terrifying murderous aura, it resulted in

Recently, he has always been exuding a murderous aura inadvertently.

As for solving this trouble, it is very simple. After collecting some strengthening points to increase your strength, agility, and overall strength by 2-3 points, you can almost equip this sharp-edged 'Soul Blade' with a strong one.

scabbard.

"You guys continue, I'll go back and meditate for a while..."

Looking at Morse's back, Nal couldn't help but shake his head. He has always admired the opponent's strength from the bottom of his heart. Few people know that Morse's terrifying strength is not simply a talent.

Talent is so simple. As a good friend of Morse, he knows how much effort the other party has put in to further improve his strength.

"Boll, you bastard, speed up for me. I have kicked your boss back into the room now. Now I am the boss on this White Snake. If you are lazy again, I will beat you."

The little navy radar standing next to the rudder rolled his eyes when he heard this. He didn't know what was going on. He and Nal, two men with the word "er" in their names, seemed to be born with different horoscopes.

Confrontation means that whenever you encounter someone, you will inevitably quarrel until one party gives in.

In fact, it was him who gave in. Both in terms of status and strength, he was far inferior to Gnar.

"I got it, damn fat man, I didn't see you being too slow when Boss Mers was here just now. As soon as Boss left, you started to dislike this and that. You are just targeting me."

"That's right, I'm targeting you, what's wrong! If you don't accept it, come over and challenge me to a duel! Road-crazy navigator."

The people around them had long been used to hearing the quarrel between the two, and they stood there looking at the sea without any intention of stopping them.

"Oh! Interesting, boss, we seem to have met a group of amazing guys. Would you like to come over and have a look?"

Jerome's words instantly interrupted the quarrel between Nar and Bol, and Nar walked over from the recliner with a curious look on his face.

"Oh! What kind of person can make you feel amazing?" Looking in the direction of Jerome's finger, Nar's eyes lit up. He did not expect to meet the 'Golden Emperor' Tezolo at this time.

"Hey, hey, hey! Bol, you stupid navigator, haven't you seen such a big ship before? Why do I feel that your eyes as a navigator are not that of a blind man? You are no different from trash.

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Nar's words completely angered Bol. Bol grabbed the navy man next to him and asked him to control the course of the White Snake. At the same time, his figure kept flashing under his feet, and he rushed to Nar's side in the blink of an eye.

Behind him, he pounced hard like a tiger preying on prey.

After a while, the two were already wrestling together, but both sides were still restrained and did not use any external moves except physical strength.

It wasn't until the White Snake docked at the edge of Gulan Tezoro that the two stopped fighting like street gangsters.

After arranging his dusty pink suit and rubbing his slightly blue left eye, Nar glared at Boll viciously and said: "Asshole Navigator, you slapped me in the face, why don't you do it?"

I remember, this matter is not over yet. I will settle the score with you after I see Tezzolo. By then, one of us will fall completely."

After saying that, he glanced at Lu Qi and Jerome, and walked up to the world's largest entertainment city. Behind him, Boll looked hesitant whether to follow or not. After all, his boss didn't have one yet.

Speaking!

"All of you, go ahead. The account will still be placed on that guy Nar's head. I'll stay here to see through it. Remember to bring Xiong Er with you, otherwise if he finds out about it afterwards, it will be very difficult for you."

Morse's deep voice came from the training room deep in the White Snake. Hearing this, Narr's eyes lit up and he hurriedly rushed to Xiong Er's room and picked up the sleeping child.

Xiong Er chased in the direction of Nar.