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Chapter 322 The loyal fans of the East China Sea

That's why.

Moria is both resentful and afraid of Kaido. In the past few years, he has been paying attention to the newspapers, expecting to see news about Kaido's failure.

But this time, it seems that he finally got what he wanted?

"Hey, hey, that idiot, he suffered a big loss this time."

Looking down, Moria couldn't help grinning, his eyes full of gloating, "The mighty Emperor of the Sea personally went out to fight for the text of history, but returned without success and lost all his family wealth.

Towards the sky?"

Although they were thousands of miles apart, he could already imagine how bad Kaido's mood would be when he returned to Onigashima in embarrassment... Maybe half of the island would be destroyed by his drunken rage, right?

Think about it this way.

Moriah almost wanted to get some red wine and pour himself a glass. Looking at Nuo Xia in the newspaper, he felt more and more that this guy was very pleasing to the eye, and his strength was improving as fast as a ghost.

No wonder that little girl Perona still misses him after being separated for so long...

Hmm? Perona?

Moria suddenly changed his expression, raised his head suddenly, and looked painfully at the ghost of the little girl lying on top of him at some point, "Hey, hey, hey, the ghost fruit is not for you! There is no sound at all, I almost killed him.

I’m scared to death, don’t you know!”

"Well……"

Little Perona immediately nodded obediently, "I'm sorry, Moria, I will definitely not do this again in the future."

"If you recognize your mistakes and correct them, you are a good boy."

Moria's heart softened again. When he saw Perona staring at the photo, he couldn't help but feel jealous and said sourly:

"You, every time you see news about this guy, you have this kind of reaction. I don't know who is more important to you than him."

"Mr. Moria is very important, and so is Mr. Nosha."

Perona blinked, "You are all Perona's favorite people."

Little clever girl, Moriah poked her between the eyebrows angrily, but it was all in vain... He was immediately speechless, "Go, take the newspaper back to the room, you just ate the fruit not long ago, your control is too weak

, it’s very dangerous to be floating outside in a ghost state, so let’s change back and take a look again.”

"Okay."

Perona happily held up the newspaper and said, "Thank you Mr. Moria, I'll go back then!"

Moria looked at her retreating back, her eyes softened, and she sighed softly.

This child... is really well-behaved, quirky, and lovable. With such a little guy on the ship, life has become less boring. I really did not do anything wrong when I took him in in the West Sea.

but……

Moriah pinched his chin again and began to think deeply. He had no experience in raising children. He heard that many girls’ personalities change drastically after they grow up after puberty, from warm little cotton-padded jackets to rebellious ones.

What if dad doesn’t go in?

Hey, it’s scary to think about it...

No, Moria patted her forehead again and curled her lips. What was she worrying about? Can Perona compare with those ordinary girls?

He has been obedient and sensible since he was a child, and he will definitely be a good boy when he grows up. How could he become rebellious and disobedient...

That probability is obviously smaller than him personally defeating Kaido and taking revenge, right?

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Donghai, Roge Town.

A little boy with a grass-green comb hair was squatting on the ground watching the ants fighting. Suddenly, a figure rushed out of the alley. He couldn't avoid it and knocked him to the ground.

"Bato!"

The pink-haired little girl not far away hurried over and helped the little boy up, "Are you okay?" When her companion shook her head, she turned to glare at the white-haired boy in front of her and shouted angrily:

"It's still the navy. Hey, don't you know where to look?"

"Sorry, sorry, kid, please be careful next time."

Although the fault of squatting at the intersection was clearly greater, the white-haired boy was still full of apologies and apologized profusely as soon as possible. After the pink-haired girl's anger had dissipated a lot, he scratched his head and turned around to continue moving forward.

At the opposite intersection, a dormitory roommate was already waiting there a little impatiently.

"Smorg!"

The bearded navy boy stared at him dissatisfied, "Does it take so long for you to go to the base to get dinner and come back? Look, how long has it been?"

"sandwich?"

The white-haired boy was stunned for a moment, patted his head, and said with an annoyed look, "No, I forgot..."

"Huh?" The mouse's eyes almost popped out of his head, "Then what are we going to have for dinner? What is on your mind? What did you do just now?!"

"Because of this."

Smoker laughed and handed over the newspaper in his arms, "I saw Newsbird selling newspapers and bought a copy, but I forgot all about the business, but don't worry, you will forgive me after reading this report.

of."

"Fart..." The mouse just cursed, and glanced at the newspaper from the corner of his eye. His eyes suddenly lit up, and his face showed surprise, "Eh??? Is this the report of Mr. Nuoxia?"

"Yeah." Smoker took out a cheap cigarette from his arms, lit it and said with a smile, "It was another very shocking war. I watched it for twenty minutes before I came back to my senses."

He knew the rat would react this way.

After all, although this roommate has a bit of a mean personality and often has conflicts and arguments with him, there is one thing they have in common.

That is, they were all saved by Nuo Xia, and have become his loyal fans since then.

"Last time there were two major disasters, and the last time there was a golden lion."

The more the mouse watched, the more excited and joyful he became, almost grinning, "This time he actually directly fought Kaido of the Beasts... He is so strong, he deserves to be Lord Noxia!"

That sense of pride was as if he was facing Kaido head on.

Smoker didn't answer, he just exhaled a puff of smoke and looked dimly at the boundless blue sea in the distance.

After a long time, he suddenly spoke:

"Hey, I said, mouse."

"Well, what's wrong?"

The mouse was still staring at the newspaper, immersed in that proud feeling.

"Leave this place next year?" Smoker put out his cigarette butt and his tone became serious, "You really can't learn anything here in Rogge Town. Do you still remember the plan I told you?"

"Going to the headquarters elite camp?"

The mouse finally looked up, hesitant, "Isn't it too early... You are already the strongest recruit here, but I am still far from it..."

Not to mention the long distance, he was naturally afraid of the Grand Line. Even if he really mustered up the courage to go to Marineland, with his current ability, the headquarters might not accept him.

"Men must have ideals."

Smoker patted him on the shoulder, "Now that I have made a decision, I will not change it easily, so the elite battalion tried their best to go in. If you say so, the last battle has made a lot of contribution.

As long as you get a good ranking in the competition at the end of the year, go and beg Mr. Colonel and he will probably write a letter of recommendation for you."

"Whether it works or not is another matter, I have to give it a try!"

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Smoker kicked him angrily and added, "Also, don't forget, if you train at the headquarters, the chance of meeting Master Noxia will be much greater.

"

Can I see Lord Noxia often?

That's right, why didn't I expect this? The mouse gritted his teeth, became cruel, and stomped his feet:

"Okay, let's go! Who's afraid of whom?"

"Just wait, Smoker. I will work hard for a hundred days starting from today. When the competition is held at the end of the year, I will definitely win the first place in Rogge Town!"

This makes sense. Smoker nodded with satisfaction, took the newspaper back from the mouse, and read it again with relish...

Be it him or the mouse.

Didn't even notice.

I don’t know when, the little boy with green cockscomb head who was knocked down before quietly came behind him. At this moment, he stood on tiptoes curiously and looked at the photos in the newspaper...


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