Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

"Uncle! Did you agree?"

Luo raised his hands high and pumped his fists excitedly.

“Well, there’s no problem on my end, but you still have to ask for Rossinandi’s opinion later.

After all, he is your guardian now."

Mo Xingchen looked at Luo, who seemed unusually mature, and could actually show such expressions and actions that only a child could have, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Ah, Mr. Corazon will certainly agree."

"That's not necessarily true. After all, Rosinante's identity is not ordinary!"

Luo raised his little head and said in a very cocky way:

"I know this. He is Doflamingo's younger brother, a former Celestial Dragon, and a world noble."

Mo Xingchen looked at the arrogant little brat in front of him, tapped his forehead with his finger, and chuckled.

"Heh, I'm not talking about his rubbish status. Do you know who is the highest-ranking officer in the navy?"

Luo covered his forehead and nodded his head, because in the Don Quixote family,

He was taught taijutsu by Lao G, firearms by Gladius, and swordsmanship by Diamante.

Of course, there is also their young master Doflamingo who teaches him knowledge.

Doflamingo felt that Law's eyes were fierce and full of desire for destruction, much like when he was a child.

That's why he trained Law so hard, hoping to use the power of the devil fruit to cure Law's amber disease and become his right-hand man.

"Above me, there are three admirals, and above the admirals there is a chief marshal.

Rossinandi is the adopted son of the current Admiral of the Navy."

Mo Xingchen paused, took a puff of his cigar, and then pointed at Luo's chest.

"As for your current relationship with Rocinante, you can barely be considered the grandson of the Admiral of the Navy."

Luo was so shocked by this relationship that his expression lost control, his eyes widened, his nose was running, and he couldn't help but think:

If the guy in front of him whom he calls uncle is so powerful, then how powerful must the three generals above him be.

Then how terrifying must the admiral who stands at the pinnacle of the navy be?

And Mr. Corazon is actually this person's adopted son!!!

"But...why...Mr. Corazon, are you so weak?"

Luo asked in confusion,

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"Hahahahahahaha~~"

Mo Xingchen saw that Luo was not happy because he said that he was the grandson of the Warring States Marshal.

His first reaction was to question Rocinante's strength, asking why he was so weak, which instantly made him burst into laughter.

"duang!"

A fist hit Luo's head hard.

"I'm so sorry for being so weak!!!"

At this time, Rosinante appeared behind Luo, holding the Den Den Mushi and with a sour face.

“Hahahahahaha~~”

Mo Xingchen looked at Luo, who was smiling awkwardly and rubbing his head, and laughed wantonly without any sense of guilt.

Of course he saw Rossinandi coming over, but he didn't expect that Luo would actually mock him. The most terrifying thing is that the person you are mocking is right behind you.

Rossinanti clenched his fists. He had no way to deal with Mo Xingchen's unbridled laughter. It was his own fault.

With a gloomy face, he handed over the phone's microphone.

"Lieutenant General Mo, Marshal Zhan Guo wants to speak to you."

Mo Xingchen took the microphone with a smile and said carelessly:

"Lao Deng! What do you want from me?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while. Marshal Zhan Guo did not joke with Mo Xingchen as usual. Instead, he thanked him solemnly.

"Xiao Mo, thank you so much this time!"

When Mo Xingchen heard the old man's serious thanks, he restrained his expression.

Think about it, Zhan Guo is a naval marshal and is not young anymore. It is actually not easy for him to thank the younger generation for the sake of his own children.

"Uncle Zhan Guo, isn't it a bit too formal for you to come with me? It's just a small matter, don't worry about it."

"Originally, for this transaction, I asked Rosinante to wait for the main force to act together, but I didn't expect him to go anyway. If it weren't for you, maybe... Anyway, thank you very much.

But then again, Xiao Mo, weren't you in the first half of the Grand Line? How did you end up in the North Sea? "

Hearing the voice coming from the phone, Luo looked at Rossinan Di with gratitude.

But Rossinandi didn't say anything, but just gave Luo a gentle smile in response.

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"Ah, how should I put it, my heart is big, big enough to hold all the civilians in the world.

But my heart is very small, so small that it can only hold a few people.

So I don't care about many people. I'm not worried about you old men. In order to avoid your regrets in your old age,

As a junior, I naturally have to worry more about it. But don't just thank me this time, Dragon also has a part to play.

Without his intelligence, I would not have been able to arrive in such a timely manner."

Marshal Sengoku on the other end of the Den Den Mushi was also silent when he heard the name Dragon.

"I understand. I am ready to entrust Rocinante to you. How about letting him train well on your warship?"

Mo Xingchen had an unhappy expression on his face and muttered:

"Why is your grandson coming on my boat? You're stuffing your son in here too. Has this place become a nursery?"

"Grandson? Where did this old man get a grandson?"

"What? Didn't Rosinante tell you? He went to Mignon Island alone to save this child and steal the surgery fruit for the child.

Hmm~ a 13-year-old boy, very cute and smart. "

“Ah!!!! I have a grandson too!!!

Quick!!! Let Rosinante take him back to the Navy Headquarters. I want to teach him myself!!

That old bastard Garp shows off his grandson in front of me all day long. I must train my grandson into an excellent sailor!

My grandson will definitely be stronger than Garp's grandson! ! "

Mo Xingchen watched Den Den Mushi imitate the Warring States Marshal on the other side, shouting with excitement.

A malicious expression slowly appeared on his face.

"Haha, Lao Deng, it's too late. Your grandson is now a reserve handyman on my ship."

"Mo Xingchen you little bastard! You can't..."

“Crack!”

Seeing Rossinanti's stunned expression, Mo Xingchen quickly hung up the phone, directly interrupting Marshal Zhan Guo's magic attack.

"Bulu Bulu ~ Bulu Bulu~"

The Den Den Mushi that had just hung up started to make noise again. It was obvious that Marshal Sengoku was unwilling to give up and called again.

Mo Xingchen looked at Den Den Mushi with disdain and said to Rosinante:

"Come on, silence it."

"This... isn't a good idea. After all, it's the marshal's call, Lieutenant General Mo, why don't you answer it?"

Mo Xingchen looked at the timid Rosinante, smiled like a dragon king, and said with great pride:

"On my warship, this lieutenant general has the final say, and everyone else is garbage!"

"Snapped!"

With a snap of the fingers, the world became quiet. Three people, two adults and one child, just watched quietly. There was no sound from the Den Den Mushi, but it was still stubbornly making noises.

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Hehehe~ I changed the names of three fan cards to very cool ones today!