Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

Just at this moment, a Celestial Dragon, surrounded by a group of guards and CP members, came over riding a huge male slave.

"Go faster! You lowly fool!"

The celestial dragon used the pure gold scepter in his hand to hit the man's back hard, cursing with a fierce expression.

The slave's neck and limbs were shackled, and his body was covered with scars, and it was obvious that many of them were new.

He was crawling on the ground, slowly using all fours. His eyes were empty and numb, without a trace of light. He was like a walking corpse.

The experts present could sense that his life force was already very weak, and he was in despair, without any desire to survive. Perhaps death was his only escape.

When the nearby soldiers saw the people coming, they consciously separated to both sides of the road and knelt down on the ground obediently.

At this time, Mo Xingchen and his group of naval generals, standing in the middle of the road, looked particularly abrupt.

The Tianlong who was beating hard stopped what he was doing, looked over here, and said very proudly:

"Navy, get out of the way! You're blocking the road!"

Mo Xingchen curled his lips in disdain. This was the reason why he didn't want to go to places where there were Tianlong people for so many years.

Because he was not afraid of the Celestial Dragons, but he was afraid that he would not be able to resist killing these rubbish. So out of sight, out of mind.

Mo Xingchen looked at this celestial dragon without any scruples, because in the holy land of Marijoa they would not wear fish tank helmets, but they still wore that white space suit.

He was wearing sunglasses and his hair was like dry grass, but it was combed into a high-top hairstyle. He didn't look like an idiot with a snotty nose.

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Mo Xingchen slowly took out a cigar from his arms and lit it, then put his hands in his pockets, and blew a puff of smoke at the Tianlong man with an arrogant expression.

The CP members behind the Tianlong people saw this scene. In order to please their leader, they took the initiative to jump out and pointed at Mo Xingchen and shouted:

"Hey! Navy, smoking is not allowed in the Holy Land. It will pollute the air here and make Saint Chalmark feel uncomfortable. Put it out now!"

"Yohahahahahahaha, I'm suddenly craving for a cigarette, give me one."

Before Mo Xingchen could make a move, Cap burst into laughter, took the cigar box from Mo Xingchen's hand, which he had not yet put into his pocket, took out a cigar and lit it.

"Why do I suddenly want to smoke?"

As he spoke, Kizaru also took out a cigar box from his arms, picked up a cigar, put it in his mouth, and lit it in an obscene manner.

"Ah, ah, ah, then I'll smoke one too."

Kuzan took out a pack of white cigarettes from his trouser pocket, picked up one, and lit it with a lighter dotted with white snowflakes.

Akainu didn't say anything, but just grinned, biting a thick cigar with his big white teeth. The smoke was bigger than anyone else's.

Seeing this, the remaining lieutenant generals also lit up cigars or cigarettes. Even those who didn't smoke asked their colleagues for one.

At this point, all the navy were like a group of gangsters, all holding cigarettes, heads held high, with extremely arrogant expressions, staring at the guards, or rather, the Celestial Dragons, without fear.

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Seeing this scene, the guards behind the Tianlong people were all frozen.

The CP who was speaking had cold sweat on his forehead. He had never expected that things would turn out like this when he just wanted to flatter his leader.

The navy he had come into contact with before were all extremely humble. They would bow down and scrape at the sound of the word "Celestial Dragons". How could they dare to do such a thing?

Aren’t the navy also slaves of the Celestial Dragons!

How dare they!!!

Mo Xingchen secretly glanced at Lieutenant General He, the only one who was not smoking, and found that a smile appeared on her usually serious face.

He looked back at everyone again, and Mo Xingchen smiled happily. Really, after so many years, he now really felt that joining the navy was a good choice.

Then he walked towards the CP who was speaking step by step, his momentum gradually increased, and he came in front of the CP whose legs had begun to tremble.

"What are you barking at?"

"boom!"

The next second, Mo Xingchen turned 360 degrees on the spot and kicked the CP in the chest with great force. With a dull sound, the CP flew backwards in the shape of a capital C.

Heh, do you think you are a celestial dragon too? I can’t touch him in this place, but I can’t touch you? Who the hell do you think you are!!!

Of course, Mo Xingchen was not naive and only wanted to destroy a CP member. He took the opportunity to attack and controlled his outward mental power very precisely, and a large part of it was actually directed towards the slave crawling on the ground beside him.

Because Mo Xingchen saw this man, after seeing the navy's behavior, his eyes regained some spirit, his lips opened and closed, and he said silently,

"Please, kill me!"

Therefore, that penetrating mental attack was the last straw that broke the camel's back for the slave, bringing his already weak life to an end.

In the last moment before his death, he turned his head and smiled at Mo Xingchen, saying silently:

"Thank you."

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Then his body collapsed with a loud bang, and the Tianlong man on his back was also thrown to the ground by this sudden force, and as luck would have it, he fell to Mo Xingchen's side.

So Saint Chalmark fell down in front of Mo Xingchen.

At this time, there were two people, one standing and the other sitting on the ground, staring at each other.

Mo Xingchen made a helpless expression, spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, and said to the guards and CP members behind the Tianlong people:

"Look! You all saw it!!! He fell down by himself!!! It has nothing to do with me!!!"

After saying this, he didn't care about their reactions and walked past Saint Chalmark.

Seeing this, the sailors deliberately passed by him one after another. No one helped him up, and no one even looked at him.

There must be quite a few of these naval generals who noticed Mo Xingchen's little trick, but no one exposed it.

Did Mo Xingchen attack the Tianlong people?

He just crippled a CP member and killed a slave who wanted to die.

If the Tianlong people dare to attack Mo Xingchen with this excuse, they will never agree. It's not that other people care about Mo Xingchen that much.

The pure fact is that if you indulge in this kind of behavior, then when you are attacked and held accountable, no one will speak for you. Once this loophole is opened, the morale of the navy will be dispersed.

And who among the navy officers who could be promoted to this position was not a smart person? Everyone could see what Mo Xingchen was thinking when he smoked just now, but they were all willing to accompany Mo Xingchen in making trouble because they also felt unhappy in their hearts.

No one has any objection to this kind of thing. Occasionally confronting the Celestial Dragons can be beneficial to one's physical and mental health.

After the navy had passed by, the guards came to their senses and surrounded Saint Chamakh in horror.

Because all these things happened too suddenly, first the marine kicked a CP member away in the holy land, then the slave died, and the celestial dragon fell down.

"Call a doctor, call a doctor, Saint Chalmac is injured!"

"boom!"

The Tianlong man, who was helped up by everyone, took out a golden pistol from his arms and shot the shouting guard.

"Noisy!"

He didn't care whether the guard who was shot lived or died, and angrily fired several shots at the dead slave lying on the ground, beating and cursing him.

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