A Pirate's Counting Life

Shirley decided to start with the woman in navy uniform. The beautiful lieutenant general was also a swordsman. After a while, she went to ask Cyborg Kong to see if he had any impressions.

Mark looked at Shirley, whose expression was changing. He didn't know what the other person was thinking, but the other person's clenched fists made him feel that something was not simple. Mark subconsciously touched his abdomen, and a guess appeared in his mind.

"Is it possible that because Shirley hit herself, she had some thoughts that she shouldn't have?"

Mark shook his head vigorously to throw those whip candles out of his mind. Looking at Mark shaking his head and Shirley whose expressions were changing, the more Kong looked at them, the more he felt that they were a perfect match.

It would be better if in the future, I gave myself a disciple with natural supernatural power and abnormal recovery ability.

Sora had already begun to imagine his daily life of eating, sleeping and training his disciples. In the future, their faction would be marshals of the navy for three generations. Just thinking about that scene made him excited.

In the next few days, Shirley kept talking to Mark, which made Mark feel a little embarrassed. Mark thought that Shirley was doing this out of guilt for hitting him.

"Teacher, are there any female lieutenant generals in our navy who are in good shape and can use long swords? Last time I seemed to see a female navy with a spider tattoo on her left leg."

Shirley diligently poured a cup of tea for Cyborg Kong, and slowly came behind him to massage his cervical spine.

"There is no such person as you mentioned in the Navy. The surviving lieutenant generals are all old men of my time, and there are no women among them."

Kong paused for a moment as if remembering something, and continued, "Don't be too stressed out. Your figure is secondary. I think you and Mark are a perfect match. By the way, when will you two give me a little disciple...hiss..."

Cyborg Kong was so pinched by Shirley's sudden force that he took a deep breath. Shirley blushed and whispered.

"Bah~ I'm not serious!"

Seeing Shirley's retreating figure, Cyborg Kong shook his head and picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. He liked Shirley's character very much. He was frank and had no scheming to say anything. The most important thing was that he was powerful.

The navy profession is destined to deal with those scumbags at sea. Once you let go of some of your die-hard family members, you may face danger. Although Malinfando's defense is very good.

But you can't go out forever. Tigers have time to nap, let alone people. With a powerful woman like Shirley, there is no need to worry about the danger to her family.

However, when the two couples had conflicts, it might affect the daily lives of nearby neighbors. Shirley ran all the way to Mark's room and thought about it for a long time. She decided to ask him in person.

"Do you know a female lieutenant general with a spider tattoo on her left leg?"

"puff…"

Mark spat the cold water in his mouth onto the ground and looked at Shirley in shock, wondering why the other party knew about Gion.

"Is your name Gion? Tell me! Where is that woman!"

Shirley stretched out her right hand to grab Mark's collar and pulled him in front of her. Mark looked at Shirley with some horror, who looked like a female tyrannosaurus, and exclaimed.

"High-level knowledge? Can you read memories?"

Shirley looked at Mark with some confusion, who was the Baloric Redfield who was born in the memory of Mark?

Looking at Shirley who was a little confused, Mark sighed softly after thinking for a while.

"Actually, I am a person from 60 years later. Do you know the Time Fruit? I was sent to this era by someone using my power."

"Then those women you were thinking about on the deck just now are all your wives? Polygamy will be allowed after 60 years!"

Looking at Shirley, whose focus was not on the same channel at all, Mark rubbed his brows helplessly.

"They are not my wives. Those people have beliefs that they must carry out even if they risk their lives. I just want to learn from their beliefs. It is enough for me to have you."

Mark slowly held Shirley's hand holding his collar and looked at each other affectionately.

"What's going on with Ophelia? Don't tell me what beliefs she has that you can learn from."

Looking at the "I believe you" expression on Shirley's face, Mark knew that he was probably going to overturn today. Just when he was about to pretend that the old injury had recurred and that he was dying, Ophelia's voice came over.

"Sister, you promised to let me stay with the Lord, do you want to go back on it?"

Ophelia held the tray and looked at Shirley with a smile, as if she was a sister, and Mark felt as if he was being caught between two domineering waves of domineering energy and colliding crazily.

Mark was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. Can't he do nothing but think?Is there still king's law? Is there still law?

"I only promise you to stay, but you may not touch me!"

Shirley's cold eyes flashed with murderous intent, and Ophelia stared back without showing any signs of weakness.

Cyborg Kong stood at the door and looked at Mark, who was pretending to be dead, and said with some hatred for iron.

"A manly man, how do you act like a mother-in-law?"

Mark seemed to be given a reassurance. He stood up straight and looked at Shirley. He slowly raised his left hand and clenched his fist hard and shouted loudly.

"I'm all..."

"Ok?"

Shirley raised her eyebrows and looked at Mark with a cold gaze. Mark, who was still very tough, suddenly collapsed like a punctured balloon.

"waste!"

Cyborg Kong turned around and left angrily. This large number was considered useless, and he planned to focus on cultivating the alt number after it came out.

"I asked you where did you get the courage? It turned out that you broke through the lieutenant general. Do you think you can compete with me like this?"

Shirley dragged Mark to Ophelia and looked at her with cold eyes.

"You have to strive for happiness by yourself. You and I are not engaged. Why can't I strive for it? Or are you afraid?"

Ophelia puffed up her chest and looked mockingly at the ordinary Shirley.

"Guru~"

Mark swallowed subconsciously and thought something was wrong in his heart. Shirley looked at Mark with murderous eyes.

"What? You like it very much?"

Mark looked at Shirley, who had tears in her eyes. The life of the two of them on a desert island flashed through his mind, and his hesitant heart became determined.

"I like your appearance"

Shirley's eyes flashed with tears, she hugged Mark and whispered, "Don't leave me..."

"Yeah, don't worry, I won't leave you, even if you beat me to death, I won't leave."

"Really?"

Looking at Shirley with bubbles coming out of her nostrils, Mark thought about the scene where the other party cleared half of the forest with one punch, and whispered, "I believe you won't hit me, right?"

"Puchi~"

Seeing Mark's evasive eyes, Shirley couldn't help laughing. The bubbles in her nostrils burst instantly. She did not answer Mark's question directly, but looked at him with a playful expression.

"This depends on your performance..."

Shirley pushed Mark away gently, walked calmly to Ophelia, raised her head and said disdainfully

"Do you think you can do whatever you want because you are big?"

Ophelia ignored Shirley, turned to look at Mark and said firmly, "You gave me hope, and I will follow you until the end of the world."

Shirley gritted her teeth, wishing she could use the fruit of time that Mark mentioned to travel back to the day when the two went to the Chambord Islands and slap herself for eating takoyaki.

"Eat, eat, eat, just know how to eat, men are almost out of food!"

Mark slowly stepped forward and grabbed Shirley, who was about to go berserk. The murderous intent in her body was about to overflow. Mark reached out and patted Ophelia's shoulder gently.

"You are excellent, but feelings cannot be forced. I will not influence your thoughts. I regard you as family, so I hope you can live in peace.

You may be able to meet someone better than me in the future. Don’t gamble with your emotions. No matter you win or lose, you will be the one who gets hurt in the end.”

Mark put the two women's hands together and smiled at them. The two women looked at each other and held each other's hands. Mark was relieved when he saw this.