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Warring States sighed and patted the taciturn Meng Gourd general.

"He has been in charge of Impel Down City for two years without any accidents. There are too many rules overall." Then he smiled slightly and showed a smile that you understand: "I understand your concerns, Mo Zixiao is indeed not very old. , but he is also a member of the navy, and he is a genius. To be honest, I have already talked with Wulaoxing, so feel free to hand over the position of general to him!"

There is only such an honest person left in the navy, so we can't bully him too much.

Akainu breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and when he realized what was happening, he looked helplessly at the marshal with a cunning smile on his face: "...You didn't tell me earlier."

How could I tease you if I told you earlier?

Sengoku smiled, Akainu mnp.

Akainu looked at the white-haired young man next to Garp with a little embarrassment. He always seemed to have an expressionless face. From the first time he saw him to now, even many times, he saw him shaking with his own eyes. But he bandaged his penetrating wound with an expressionless expression - the kind of injury that even a hard-blooded soldier like himself would not scream at most.

Who can remain expressionless when it hurts like that?

If it weren't for the young man's inability to suppress his trembling body and his clothes soaked with cold sweat, he would have thought that the young man didn't feel any pain.

I really don’t know what happened to make this guy show such a slightly different look.

"I just..." After sighing, Akainu spoke solemnly.

However, my son and I are just like each other. The young man shook his head expressionlessly: "I know."

Akainu frowned, but the young man's silver-gray eyes remained so calm. Akainu, who understood, smiled easily. As expected, Mo Zixiao knew him best, and there was no need to explain at all!

The friendship between them is not maintained by this expressionless face, and it is a rare understanding for Akainu!

"Okay, hurry up!" Warring States seemed unable to see the strong feeling of confidant in the air. Without saying a word, he took out a box from somewhere and opened the lid. It turned out to be the general's clothes: "Come on, come on. Change clothes quickly! I've been looking forward to it for a long time! Hehehe..."

With that look on his face, some people believe that he is a lunatic who escaped from hiding.

Mo Zixiao, who was silently complaining in his mind, was carrying his clothes and was thrown into the bathroom like a little chicken by his godfather. He was complaining with an expressionless face while changing his clothes.

So, after a serious (farce) meeting, the fourth general of the Navy was born - Silver Dragon General Mo Zixiao, a superhuman space fruit capable person.

At the same time, this piece of news, which was considered explosive in the era of great pirates, brings different emotions to different people.

"Although we have another general, this navy general is too young. Is the navy like this now?" What civilians see is always the surface, and they are happy and worried.

"Hahahaha, this general's age makes me want to attack the navy headquarters." The pirates from all over the world are as arrogant and ignorant as ever.

The red-haired pirates who ran to an unknown island were still having a banquet. A trainee crewman brought a newspaper and handed it to the deputy captain as usual.

"Huh? Such a young general?" Ben Beckman blew out a smoke ring and murmured: "What on earth is the World Government thinking?"

Wano Country, Onigashima. Kaido swallowed the drink in big gulps, glanced at the newspaper held up by his men, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Hey, is there no one left in the navy?"

On Moby Dick, Marco looked a little serious: "You have to tell Dad this news!"

Regardless of the commotion around the world, the Navy Headquarters is still so... happy.

Mo Zixiao came out after changing clothes and looked calmly at a room full of disrespectful guys.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, not bad! This outfit suits you really well!" The man with a loving smile was his cheap godfather.

"Hey~ Sengoku Sang always said this when he promoted little Xiaoxiao~" The one who looked like he didn't deserve a beating was his colleague, General Kizaru.

Hearing this, Warring States slightly raised his chin proudly, and kept glancing at Garp: "Nonsense! This is the work of labor and management!"

Did you see it? Old bastard, my godson, general!

Let this hob meat always annoy me, and I will show off your son to you. If you are so awesome, go back in time and catch that little bastard who defected from your family, so that he can inherit his father's legacy!

The corner of Garp's mouth twitched, and he quickly stuffed two more senbei into his mouth. Isn't Sengoku going to be mad at him? Why are you so childish?

"Dingling, dinging, dinging," a series of harsh bells rang. Mo Zixiao fiddled with his watch, and the sound stopped. Facing the helpless, confused, or resentful looks of the big bosses, Mo Zixiao raised his eyes silently: "It's time, get off work."

Warring States Period:……

Akainu:……

Qing Pheasant:……

Kizaru:......

navy:……

Everyone watched with speechless expressions as Mo Zixiao walked out wearing a general's clothes, hugging a lieutenant general's clothes, and wearing an expressionless face.

Suddenly, a familiar person gnashed his teeth: "...I've deducted from you?! Throw down the lieutenant general's clothes for me!!"

It's not Akainu, it's Sengoku.

Mo Zixiao speeded up expressionlessly, and the surface of his body even glowed with silver light - this was a sign of the activation of the fruit's ability.

"It's your grandma's!" Warring States rolled up his sleeves and rushed out. For the sake of his image, he resisted swearing for an entire afternoon. In the end, he couldn't stand up to his bastard son: "Give it back to your labor and management! You are a general! Why don't you show your face? !! "

Probably considering that he could run away but the monk could not run away from the temple, Mo Zixiao stopped and silently tightened his clothes. Warring States caught up with Mo Zixiao in three steps and then started a debate about father's kindness and son's filial piety.

"Mine." The filial son said expressionlessly.

The old father took a deep breath, calmed down, and forced out a "kind" smile: "It's useless for you to take it back, right? You won't wear it in the future! Come on, put it down."

The filial son clenched his fist tighter: "No, mine."

"..." Adhering to the concept that there is no need to endure anymore, the old father transformed into a grumpy father: "Yours, yours, yours! What the hell are you doing with it?! Just leave it! Just follow it day by day." It looks like tatters!”

The filial son paused, and then said a very serious answer that made his old father so angry that he almost became a Buddha on the spot: "Change the curtains."