A Pirate's Counting Life

The colonel answered the call bug with a relaxed expression. He had almost suffered a nervous breakdown from the phone bug in the past few days. Now he can finally end this torture.

"Yes, yes, Lieutenant Colonel Mark is in our 79th branch now, what? Okay, okay."

The fat colonel handed the phone bug to Mark with some trembling. After a few minutes, the imitated appearance of the phone bug changed into Mark's familiar mountain hairstyle.

Before Mark could speak, a roar came from the opposite side: "Mark!! Get out of here!! Do you know that the graduation ceremony is in ten days! Where are you now!"

The fat colonel shrank his head and left the office. He didn't want to hear anything about this matter that related to General Kong.

Sora on the other end of the phone kept spitting out sweet scents. After listening to it for 5 minutes, Mark became a little irritable. He picked his ears and said casually.

"I awakened the two-color Haki, became proficient in armed color entanglement, and found a girlfriend who is almost as powerful as me."

As soon as these words came out, the room fell into silence. After a few seconds of silence, Sora on the other end of the phone suddenly changed his tone.

"Oh! My lovely disciple, I have worked hard for you these past two years, so you don't need to come to the graduation ceremony. Do you need me to arrange a warship to pick you up? By the way, is that girl also proficient in two-color domineering?"

"Ha~man"

Mark rolled his eyes disdainfully and told Sora his situation. After hearing the destructive power Mark described, Sora calculated in his mind and found that the opponent already had the attack power of a lieutenant general.

Kong called him a good guy in his heart. It has only been two years since Mark has grown to such an extent. Although he has just touched the destructive power of a lieutenant general, Mark is only 16 years old now.

It was almost certain that he would become a general in the future, and he also brought back a girlfriend who also had the qualifications of a general. Sora was extremely satisfied with Mark, and the Iron Fist of Love package he had prepared for him was heavily crossed out by him.

Kong suddenly felt a lot less pressure on his body. The superiors had decided to promote him to Navy Marshal, but the Navy was now in a lean stage, and he did not agree to the promotion.

Now he is still a general and can occasionally go to sea to fight pirates. Once he is promoted to marshal, he will not be able to go to sea to destroy pirates like he does now.

The current lieutenant generals alone could barely hold on to the first half of the Grand Line. The appearance of Mark gave him hope, and he decided to use pirates to sharpen Mark.

The Navy needs fresh blood. The current lieutenant generals are all old guys from their own era, and there are no people with general qualifications among them.

Kong plans to protect Mark for another 20 years, so that the other party can have the strength of a general. By then, he can be promoted to marshal with peace of mind. By then, he can sit comfortably in the office and leave all the troublesome matters to Mark.

Young people need experience. He believes that Mark can withstand pressure. Sora is already fantasizing about his old age health care life.

By the time he came to his senses, the phone had already been hung up, and Kong curled his lips.

"Humph, what a rude brat."

Kong once again arranged a Iron Fist of Love package for Mark in his heart. Mark waited patiently for 2 minutes while seeing no movement on the phone, but there was still no movement on the other side. Mark's expression collapsed and he hung up the phone.

Mark glanced at Shirley beside him, who was covering her cheeks with both hands and shaking her head, not knowing what the other person was thinking about.

Mark stood up and came to the door, pushed open the wooden door, stuck his head out and looked around, and waved to the sailor standing at the corner.

"Hello! How can I help you?"

"Well, bring me some food and bring me a lieutenant colonel's military uniform. If you want a medium size, it doesn't matter if you don't have a medium or large size."

The sailor gave Mark a military salute with a serious face, turned around and left, closing the door. Mark walked to the leather chair of the fat colonel.

Feeling the comfortable touch of the leather chair, Mark labeled the other person as greedy in his heart

As expected, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. Mark decided that when he retires, he must choose a branch all over the world and enjoy the rest of his life as a local bully.

Picking up the cigar on the table, Mark lit it and took a puff. He frowned and put it in the ashtray and extinguished it.

He didn't like the smell. Shirley returned to normal at this time. She looked helplessly at Mark who was playing with the rotating chair. He smiled like a child.

Shirley almost wanted to let out her furious self and teach Mark a lesson, but she suddenly remembered that this was not a desert island but a naval branch, and she didn't want to cause trouble for Mark.

After a while, there was a gentle knock on the door. Mark stopped turning the leather chair, stood up and came to the door. As soon as he opened the door,

The fat colonel's flattering little face poked his way in. Mark was startled by this sudden scene and almost punched him.

"Lieutenant Colonel Mark, these are the clothes you want."

The fat colonel smiled at Mark and handed over the clothes in his hand. Then he exited the room with a wink and closed the door behind him.

"Yeah, you look pretty good in this outfit."

Shirley looked at Mark with some surprise. After putting on the navy uniform, Mark exuded a majestic aura.

The 1.9-meter-tall general's uniform was so bulging that Shirley reached out to touch Mark's clothes and ate some of Mark's tofu.

Mark looked at Shirley, whose smile was gradually getting wilder, and quickly grabbed her hands that were moving around.

"Okay, stop playing around, I'll get you a similar set in the future."

Shirley's cheeks were slightly red and she nodded lightly. After two days of rest in the 79th branch, Mark got on Colonel Fatty's warship and prepared to go to Upside Down Mountain.

Since Kongdu said he didn’t have to attend any graduation ceremony, Mark decided to take Shirley for a walk around Xihai

"Lieutenant Colonel Mark, Philly Island is just ahead. Do we need to go for supplies?"

Mark was slightly stunned when he heard this, and the figure of the hurricane swordsman Duolong appeared in his mind, and said softly, "Let's go, I just have some things to do."

The sailor gave Mark a military salute, then turned around and gestured to his companions behind him.

After sailing for so long, they could no longer bear it any longer. Now they could finally take a good rest.

Mark slowly walked to the bow of the boat and looked at the black shadow in the distance. A bright light flashed in his eyes. Shirley walked gently to Mark's side.

He hugged Mark's right hand with both hands and asked softly, "Are you worried about something?"

"No, I just remembered that I was scared by a swordsman before and ran away in despair."

A cold glint flashed in Shirley's eyes, she looked up at Mark and said with a smile, "Then do you want me to cut him into pieces so you can vent your anger?"

Mark looked down at the girl with a smile on her face who told her about cutting people into pieces. He had no doubt that as long as he nodded, he could go to the Hurricane Sword Hall for dinner tomorrow.

Mark smiled and stretched out his hand to touch Shirley's head, and said softly, "No, I just want to use martial arts to make friends this time, and learn from the other party's hurricane sword skills."

When he thought of hurricane swordsmanship, a happy figure flashed in Mark's heart. He was going to try to see if he could learn from hurricane swordsmanship and let himself understand the wind control swordsmanship.

The warship entered the port. Mark took Shirley off the ship. Several porters in the corner looked at each other, and then one of them quickly put down his sack.

Turning around and running towards the Hurricane Sword Hall, Mark took Shirley slowly around the town.

"Invite the two distinguished guests inside."

As soon as Mark and Shirley arrived at the entrance of the Hurricane Sword Hall, a disciple came up and bowed respectfully to the two of them, then made a gesture of invitation, and then walked to the front to lead the way for them.

Ten minutes later, the two of them arrived at the backyard. The disciple stopped at the door and saluted them again before leaving respectfully.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, they saw Doron with a solemn face. Looking at the two young men, Doron had a bitter smile on his lips. Originally, he wanted to give the new navy a showdown, but the other party's aura was not the same. to oneself

"Master Duolong, we meet again"

Mark smiled and saluted Doron. Doron was stunned for a moment and then looked at Mark carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"It's you!"

Duolong was a little surprised. The man in front of him was still so weak two years ago, but now he can compete with him.

Duolong now finally understands what it means that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. He was still a little arrogant in his heart, but now it has all turned into smoke.

"I wonder what the purpose of my visit this time is."

"Master Duolong, I only came here for two things. The first is to learn swordsmanship with you, and the second is to learn from the hurricane swordsmanship."

Doron glanced at the saber on Mark's waist and nodded slowly, saying softly, "I can promise you all this."