One Piece: Apprenticeship to Fujitora at the beginning

Navy G2 base, NO.12 villa.

Hart was lying on a chair on the small balcony at the top of the building, drinking an ice-cold drink.

Two days have passed since the battle with Moria. As the instigator, he was leisurely basking in the sun.

Once what needs to be done is done, the rest has nothing to do with him.

The happiest person is naturally the president of the news agency. He did not expect that the newcomer he was optimistic about would get a second big news so soon. Defeating the current Shichibukai is a big deal!

This incident caused an uproar in the entire pirate world. After Crocodile was sent to Impel Down, this was the second Shichibukai to have a problem.

This made many pirates want to challenge the position of Shichibukai. Crocodile was fired, and a seat became vacant.

"Are you quite relaxed?"

Smoker came up from the attic.

The word Hart has never left the newspapers these days, and all kinds of things have been unearthed.

Navy brass also called to inquire about the bounty hunter.

If he was paying attention before, he is paying attention to it now. After all, Hart defeated Moria, one of the seven warriors under the king, alone!

"I'm a wounded person, how can I be fishing for money? Besides, I have nothing to do at your base. It's not normal to bask in the sun."

Hart picked up the drink next to him and took another sip.

He really has nothing to do now. As a bounty hunter, the only thing he can do in the naval base is fish.

After he came back a few days ago, he and Yixiao had communicated a lot about the battle. Yixiao now gave him a few days off. After thinking about it for a while, he agreed to Yixiao's arrangement.

He can't put all his energy into getting stronger, people always have to experience life.

"You said it so easily. My phone calls have been getting flooded these days."

Smoker, whose face was dark, sat down on the stool next to Hart.

He felt a little bit aware of why Hart was not in a hurry to join the navy. He was so tired that he lay down to rest.

The Dread Barque returned to their waters that night, just as he had predicted.

Hart said with a nonchalant expression:

"Okay, it will be fine when the heat goes away after a while."

The response this time was pretty much what he expected, which was proof of his merit and strength.

All that's left is to wait for Ace to throw himself into the trap.

Of course, this battle also reminded him that every Shichibukai under the king was very strong, and it took him such a long time to prepare for the weakest one, Moria, let alone those Shichibukai in their heyday.

If you happen to meet him, his strength is indeed not very good.

"I've never figured out why you don't join now."

Hart said with a bad smile:

"Wouldn't it be less mysterious if you understand me?"

If he had joined the Navy in the past, he would have taken it step by step. There were many reasons. One was that he needed to enter the Naval Academy for further studies, and the other was that he did not want to be restricted too much.

"Okay, when do you plan to leave?"

Smoker hesitated for a while before speaking.

With Hart's fighting strength in the past few days, he felt that Hart would leave soon.

During this time, Luffy and his group simply disappeared from the world, and he had nothing to do.

Hart sat up and stretched.

"Recently, Moria is no longer on the stage. The Pirate Empress has real first-class combat power."

After this battle, he gained a new understanding of both his armed-color Haki and his knowledge-color Haki.

Boya Hancock's fruit power is indeed difficult to deal with, but he is not without a way to deal with it.

As long as you don’t feel tempted!

Luffy was not affected by the petrification of the sweet fruit without his heart fluttering.Although he has lost his fruit ability, Boya Hancock's physical skills cannot be underestimated.

"Just be careful."

Smoker took out a glass of red wine and drank it himself.

When Hart knocked down Moriah, he really wanted to handcuff Moriah and send him to Impel Down, but unfortunately he couldn't do it.

Damn the system!

Seeing that Smoker's expression suddenly turned bad, Hart changed the topic.

"Dasi Qi is still practicing swordsmanship with Uncle Yixiao?"

He has rarely seen Dasqi recently, and he doesn't know what he is busy with.

After drinking a small glass of red wine, Smoker nodded:

"Well, that woman has been very diligent recently."

After the Moria incident, Dasqi worked harder to practice swordsmanship, and should still be mastering the practice of Haki.

The upper limit of people with great swordsmanship is not much weaker than ability users like them.

He would also be happy if Dasqi could become stronger. It would be better to have less of a drag bottle.

"Then don't you think about what I said to you at the beginning? If you are not willing to develop your abilities, you can just keep increasing the intensity of your Haki."

Hart felt he had this duty of supervision.

The advantage of having strong domineering power is that you can knock the opponent away with just one punch.

"..."

"I will consult Lieutenant General Gumir more recently."

Smoker sighed, stepped back and came back.

Perhaps he had no enemies when he was in the East China Sea, which made him slack off in training.

He did find this problem after fighting Hart. If the opponent is domineering, it will be very difficult for him to fight.

"come on!"

Hart patted Smoker on the shoulder and drank all the drink in the cup.

"Mr. Hart, Brigadier Smoker, it's time for lunch!"

Dasqi's voice came from downstairs.

Villa door.

Dasqi and Yixiao walked in with lunch.Every day now is very fulfilling for Dasqi.

"Come here, come here, what's good to eat today?"

Hart jumped directly from the balcony.

Now he feels that the only thing he can look forward to is three meals a day.

After the three of them entered the villa, they turned around with a smile and asked:

"Hart, how is the injury?"

His recent energy has been focused on Dasqi. Although Dasqi is not as talented as Hart, she is not weak either.

Hart patted his body:

"It's almost okay. It's not a serious injury. There should be no problem tomorrow."

"Let's eat first. It won't taste good if it's cold."

Dasqi put the lunch box in her hand on the table.

Hart only slept for a long time when he came back. In fact, she still hoped that Hart could rest for a while.

But she also knew that Hart had more important things to do, and it would be a matter of time before he left here.

Without saying a few words, Smoker walked down the stairs.

A strange idea appeared in his mind.

Maybe it's a good thing to have this kind of scene every day.

Hart quickly sat down in his seat:

"Everyone, let's eat first. Don't worry about me."

He had been a little hungry for a long time, was not active in eating, and had brain problems.