Pirate Ninja Arrival

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He doesn't care whether he is a colonel or not. He only knows that 500 million military merits converted into Baileys is a full 5 million.

shit

It’s enough to strengthen 5 S-level ninja cards.

With 5 S-class ninja cards, I can go anywhere in the world, even if I am a bounty hunter, I can still live a prosperous life, right?

Almost immediately, Mo Yan responded.

Fortunately, he stopped the car in time.

Not to mention that he can't leave the navy now, just talking about the navy's free canteen, free sandbags and experience babies, and generous recruits in the trenches, he can't let go of any of them.

Moreover.

With his current physical condition, even if he were given the amazing S-level Kaihuang, he might not be able to withstand the load of sustaining a battle even in the third gate. Now he can't last six minutes even in the second gate.

Since his physique can't keep up, opening an S-level ninja card so quickly seems to have more advantages than disadvantages. It will most likely make him rely too much on high-level ninjutsu and slack off.

From this perspective, it is indeed for his own good that Sengoku and Garp temporarily suppress his contribution.

Yes.

After making an extremely difficult decision, Mo Yan did not mention the matter of cashing out again, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth in extreme pain: "Then wait a little longer."

Damn it, this young master just refused an income of 5 million Baileys

Coincidentally.

The colonel who had been sent out by the Warring States Period returned to the cafeteria, followed by 10 burly men wearing wet military uniforms. He must have just finished training.

Warring States laughed and said: "Okay, what's yours is yours, and it's yours. Now, let me see your ability to provoke this incident."

Seng Guo's last sentence meant something. In fact, Mo Yan didn't intend to hide it from Seng Guo. He was just scheming.

Of course, this matter cannot be made clear. Mo Yan pretended to be ignorant and asked: "What are you doing?"

Warring States pointed at the 10 big men brought back by the colonel: "Don't you want to make more Baileys every month? Use your ability to make money to show me whether you are worth the trouble."

Mo Yan could no longer pretend to be stupid, he smiled and waved his hand, and there were 10 shadow clones behind him who spontaneously walked towards the strong man.

Even though these are just shadow clones, their ability to control chakra is no different from the original body, and their chakra storage is also very rich.

Any one of them can "feed" the sniper monument's required consumption and restore 100% of its physical strength.

Surprisingly.

Six minutes later, these 10 shadow clones were automatically released due to lack of chakra, and 10 clusters of memories flooded into the brain, making Mo Yan and the 6 shadow clones behind him somewhat in a trance.

The amount of information was not huge, and the seven people quickly regained their composure and faced Warring States' half-smiling face, as if to say, "Look, the bullshit is blown."

Mo Yan was not guilty at all, he slapped the table and said angrily: "If you find these people, any one of them with the maximum physical strength can hold up to six or seven students. This is normal, okay?

Also, I just spent 500 million Baileys, please make up for it."

Warring States' smile froze.

If you do it now, you'll need 500 million beli

It's blackmail, right?

The colonel on the side finally couldn't bear it anymore and scolded in a deep voice: "Private, what qualifications do you have to talk to the marshal like this? Do you believe it or not?"

"Believe it or not?" Mo Yan interrupted the colonel's words without politeness: "How can you kick me out of the navy? Do you believe that Mr. Garp can blow your head off after that?"

The colonel was not angry. He stared at Mo Yan coldly, with a hint of evil in his cold eyes.

Most people would definitely feel restless when being stared at like this.

Mo Yan was not timid at all and sat on the chair confidently. His posture made the other party's eyes become even colder.

"Okay, Jock, stand down." Warring States finally spoke.

When the colonel, that is, Jock, heard this, he immediately lost his momentum, stepped back a few steps, and dropped his eyes to the ground, waiting quietly.

Emotions can be said to be relaxed and relaxed.

He glanced at Jock in surprise and secretly remembered his name. Mo Yan knocked on the table and said: "Old man from the Warring States Period, look, when will my 500 million Baileys be settled?"

Warring States ignored the last words, turned to the 10 strong men and said: "Report the body condition before and after."

The first strong man stepped forward immediately and said in a loud voice: "After running with a load of 10 kilograms for 1000 hours, I have % of my physical strength left. The current state is % of my physical strength, and I have recovered % of my physical strength."

After the words fell, the second strong man came out of the queue and said with the same loud voice: "After running with a load of 9 kilograms for 1000 hours, I have % of my physical strength left. The current status is % of my physical strength, and I have recovered % of my physical strength."

10 strong men, carrying a uniform weight of 1000 kilograms, exercised for 10 hours to the last hour. Except for the first 1 days, which restored 5% of their physical strength, starting from the 6th day, the recovery ratio decreased rapidly until the end. By the 10th time, the effect was almost nonexistent.

Mo Yan plucked his ears and rolled his eyes angrily.

Why are you shouting so loudly? If you ask him to know this information, he really doesn't know. He has never thought of testing it.

Simultaneously.

He was secretly stunned.

A load of 1000 kilograms is 1 ton.

The human physique of this world is simply terrifying.

No wonder the shadow clone, which had half of his own chakra, was sucked dry. The strong man in the front row was still panting like an ox. The amount was too small.

"Yeah, not bad ability." Warring States nodded, waved the strong man to go first, stared at Mo Yan and said seriously for the first time: "You should know the situation of the third, fourth and fifth classes of the new recruits in the first year, right?

You pick and choose which class you want to choose. "

Mo Yan didn't reply, and He Zhanguo stared at his big eyes for a few seconds, and said in surprise: "No more."

"Ah, no more."

"So, I am still a student"

"Of course, maybe you want to be an instructor?"

"Haha, then I'd better stay in Class 12. Thank you for the dinner. Goodbye."

At the end of the sentence, he disagreed and stood up to leave.

Warring States remained unmoved and quietly watched Mo Yan get up, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, as if he was waiting for a good show.

"I'm really leaving." Mo Yan turned around.

Warring States nodded, said nothing, and looked at it with a smile.

"No, you won't leave me alone"

"Do you know the road? If not, I'll ask Jock to take you back." Warring States smiled.

Mo Yan was helpless and sat back on the chair.

Of course he couldn't really leave.

There are only three days left for the mission. Now it's cool to turn around and show off, and he'll be even more "feeling" wearing women's clothing for the next month.

After sighing, Mo Yan directly showed his cards: "Tell me, what is your real plan."