"Justice will prevail?"

Chen Mo, who set foot in the legendary Marin Fando for the first time, listened to the continuous roar in his ears, and there was an indescribable feeling in his eyes.

"But I don't know what kind of justice this is!"

"How does it feel, Mr. Devil May Cry?"

The pheasant, who got off the boat slowly, walked to Chen Mo's side and asked with a somewhat lazy taste.

Chen Mo's eyes, which were covered by short silver-white hair, were slightly pruned, and he was able to perfectly control the cells, and he was able to make his facial expression not show the slightest flaw under the deliberate circumstances......

Then a rather impatient and boring expression appeared on Chen Mo's face, as if he said with some disapproval. "Noisy!"

"It's noisy indeed!"

For this, the pheasant quite agrees, after all, this kind of behavior of shouting slogans greatly affects the quality of sleep......

This is a common problem for pheasants, which are very sleepy as the fruit develops.

"Still, don't you think it's a little cute and shocking?"

Inexplicably, the usually taciturn pheasant, looked at the man beside him who behaved a little strangely, and strangely had a little more interest in chatting.

While the pheasant was talking, Chen Mo couldn't help but look at the pheasant quietly......

After a reunion of ten years, Chen Mo saw the pheasant again, but he was much calmer than he imagined.

Now, Chen Mo has understood that it is not just the actions of individuals that cause the destruction of O'Hara, but the tone of this era......

This era cannot accommodate a small library, nor can it accommodate the pure research of doctors, nor can it accommodate the spirit of human beings facing up to their own history.

The world is full of deception and injustice, and it is not any one individual who is at fault, but the world!

Therefore, obsessing with paranoid hatred has no meaning for Chen Mo, since it is the world that is wrong and this era is wrong, then what Chen Mo needs to do is only to change this unreasonable era and world......

This matter may be difficult, it may consume Chen Mo's lifelong energy and lifespan, and even let his descendants continue to fill it in, but this is all necessary!

The unreasonable era and the world have no need to exist for Chen Mo!

Moreover, Chen Mo still remembers the pleasant exchange with the pheasant on the coast of O'Hara, when he was still a child who somewhat yearned for the outside world, and the pheasant was only an uncle in his twenties......

Recalling the conversation at that time, Chen Mo was actually really happy, this was the first friend he had made besides the tree of omniscience, and the first person to identify with his dream.

Even at that time, the pheasant invited himself to become a navy, but unfortunately, in the end, the position of the two sides was destined to go on opposite sides of each other, otherwise he should be able to become a good friend with the pheasant, right?

Thinking of this, the corners of Chen Mo's mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile, sincere and nostalgic.

The pheasant looked at the smile on the corner of Chen Mo's mouth, thinking that he was agreeing with his words, and his heavy lips were gently pursed.

After talking with the Warring States Marshal for a while, Zefa turned his head and nodded slightly at Chen Mo, and then left with many students who were almost alive......

In any case, Weibull's attack can be regarded as an indirect temper in the minds of these students, making them understand the cruelty and bloodiness of the sea, and the purpose of the internship is undoubtedly successful from another point of view.

After Zefa left, the Marshal of the Warring States stepped forward to greet Chen Mo with some enthusiasm.

"Presumably this is the famous bounty hunter 'Devil May Cry', right?"

Facing the statement of the marshal of the Warring States Period, Chen Mo's eyelids couldn't help but raise slightly......

Well-known?

This vest himself only started to use three days ago, and it's a shame that this legendary admiral can tell it, and his cheekiness is not much different from that old bastard of Karp.

However, in order to maintain his cold image, in the face of the praise of the marshal of the Warring States, Chen Mo said without the slightest change in his face.

"That's right, it's me!"

？！

This made the Warring States Marshal a little flustered, why didn't this guy follow the routine?

At this time, shouldn't the two sides be polite, in the words of businessmen, like business blowing each other, so that everyone can happily end the exchange foreplay? Then you can happily get to the point!

As the saying goes, take the pace of negotiation into your own hands.

Although the only time Chen Mo negotiated was in the Holy Land Mary Joya, and the negotiations still collapsed, and in the end, the dog's brain was about to come out......

But this did not affect Chen Mo's practice according to this famous sentence, so Chen Mo's voice changed, and he said directly without waiting for the marshal of the Warring States to reply.

"I, Devil May Cry, give money!"

……

The scene fell into a deathly silence for a moment.

Faintly, many naval officers had the illusion that their majestic navy had been collected by creditors......

This brand-new experience made the Marshal of the Warring States come back to his senses after a while, and his original smiling expression was quite frozen.

However, there are many strong people with strange tempers above the sea, and although a straightforward and strange character like Devil May Cry is rare, it is not intolerable, and it even makes the Warring States Marshal, who is quite deep in the city, feel good......

Thinking about it, the Warring States Marshal was able to mix with Karp's smug and smug every day, and the two became close friends, which undoubtedly shows that the Warring States Marshal, a wise general with deep city government, just likes people who don't have so many fancy intestines.

So the marshal of the Warring States period froze for a moment, his face instantly stretched again, and he said without mind.

"How hurt to talk about Bailey at first? Go to the old man's office for a cup of tea first? ”

"No Bailey hurts feelings!"

Deliberately playing the role of a competent bounty hunter, Chen Mo said in a cold tone.

Seeing that Chen Mo was a little uninert, and the faint smile on the face of the pheasant looking left and right, the marshal of the Warring States period was a little helpless.

However, in the next moment, the Sengoku Marshal recalled that in the information reported by Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, he had emphatically mentioned that Devil May Cry was a complete money junkie......

Although the Sengoku Marshal didn't believe that the top snipers of the sea would be extremely concerned about the little Bailey that was within the reach of the strong, this did not prevent the Sengoku Marshal from trying.

"10 million Bailey tea fees, take up some time for Your Excellency Devil May Cry to talk?"

Faced with the temptation from 10 million Bailey, Chen Mo, a person who has no interest in Bailey at all, actually has no feelings, so he ......

"Deal!"

Just after thinking for a moment, Chen Mo responded directly.

There's no way, the character of the bounty hunter still needs to be cared about, and it has nothing to do with Chen Mo......

Besides, if you can't get along with Bailey, you're all bastards, and you will have to spend Bailey to raise children and grandchildren in the future!

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