Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

The theft of Punk Hassad will certainly not be publicized, but the Navy's large-scale search will still attract the attention of interested people.

There are so many huge forces on the sea, and many of them are well-informed. It won't be long before things here will be noticed by 'careful people'.

They may not know whether there is any connection between Punk Hassad's two accidents, but no matter how stupid they are, they understand that there must be something good there.

Otherwise, why would we be invaded one after another?

Technology is not something that is taken seriously in the world of pirates, especially the powerful ones.

In their eyes, even the sea beast weapon loaded with Kizaru's laser cannon can only be solved with a few moves.

To fight against the world government for something like this, the ratio of income to risk is so different that it's unnecessary.

But with a pioneer, things are different.

I wonder how many people would want to imitate the 'pioneer' who was not caught and challenge the prestige of the world government.

Of course, these are all things to follow.

Only eight hours had passed since Punk Hassad.

In fact, Mo An was not as relaxed as he appeared in Punk Hassad.

There is no defense map inside, and there are no clues at all. He relies entirely on precognition, knowledge, and color to find the way. He is highly concentrated. Even Mo An will feel tired after he relaxes.

So after meeting Marco, Moan directly enslaved him to take him for a ride without any psychological burden.

After having blackmailed so many things, this isn’t too much to ask for, right?

She originally thought it didn't matter where she went, as long as the navy could find clues about the intruders, she would lose!

So she fell asleep on Marco's back.

Just imagine that with their friendship, this dead bird wouldn't have left her halfway.

When he first learned that Marco was taking him back, Mo An was quite happy.

I can see the great beauty Izo again!

As a result, Yi Zang didn't see her, and Marco forced her to take medicine.

Mo An's expression now seemed to be wearing a mask of pain!

Who the hell knows!

She is really not sick!

"Didn't you say that medicine is not a good thing?" Looking at the bowl of dark soup, Mo An showed obvious resistance on his face.

"Don't you love taking medicine?" Marco put his foot on the door frame to stop Mo An from trying to sneak out. "Drink it. It must be as easy for you as drinking water."

"Can pills and decoctions be the same?"

Mo An wanted to say a few words, but after Marco put himself in the doctor's position, Mo An felt a little frightened for no reason, and he lost the confidence to speak.

This, this, this!

Who can bear it!

"Why don't you leave it for now? I'll drink it later?"

Mo An pursed his lips and wanted to bargain. Then he saw Marco lift his eyelids, and the pressure from the doctor made Mo An shut his mouth again.

But she really can’t fucking drink that medicine!

It tasted bitter and unpleasant at first glance. She was already afraid of this stuff, and she had developed a bad mouth over the years. What was so unpleasant was that she didn't want to eat it at all!

"After you drink the medicine, I won't stop you from finding it today." Marco raised his eyelids and stretched forward the hand holding the medicine bowl.

To hide a great beauty?

Mo An's eyes lit up when he heard this, but when he saw the dark liquid, his face wrinkled again.

Still don’t want to drink…

"Are you a child?" Marco watched her expression change back and forth, but she refused to take the bowl in his hand.

To be honest, Mo An clearly looks like a tall man now, but for some reason, she doesn't feel out of place when she adopts that cowardly and strong posture.

When the words spoken in that loose and unserious voice were weak, they actually sounded more like coquettishness.

Tsk!

She is really super dangerous.

"Am I not?" Mo An quietly moved his feet back a little, thinking about escaping from the window...

"You realize that you are a child again at this time?" Marco caught Mo An who was about to run away, pinched her face and pushed the bowl directly to Mo An's mouth, "Stop acting like a baby, you really have it. I’m sick, drink medicine quickly!”

"Gululu!" Mo An choked out a big mouthful, and the bitterness of the concoction spread in her mouth, instantly making her expression more painful. "I'm really not sick!" Mo An saw Bista passing by. He quickly stretched out his hand for help, "Bista! Nine-five! Gulu-lu-lu-lu!"

Bista glanced at Marco, who didn't even look back, and quickened his pace.

He also said with emotion while stroking his carefully cared for beard: "Children today are really energetic!"

Mo An: "???"

Isn't she the God of Wealth for these people?

Why not save her?

Saatchi turned over the high-end ingredients roasted on the charcoal fire, and Bista laughed and said: "She asked for help, why didn't you save her?"

"When you are sick, you should see a doctor. Marco is a professional," Bista said, stroking his beard and smiling: "Guys like this who take medicine randomly should have a longer memory."

Saatchi also smiled and agreed, "It will be just in time for her to eat after drinking the medicine."

While they were still chatting, there was a sudden sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the cabin just now, and after a while, Mo An's roar was heard again.

Bista and the others just heard Mo An shout, "I told you the medicine is very bitter!" Then they saw a tall figure leaving their pirate ship as if fleeing.

When they thought that people like Mo An could drink the medicine and run away, they didn't know why, but they wanted to laugh.

Bear it?

nonexistent.

The group of people on the deck instantly burst into laughter.

"What's wrong Marco!" When he saw Marco walking out slowly, Bista's smile became a little malicious, "Did you get beaten again?"

Marco wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes stayed on the figure who was flying away for a moment, and said to himself: "It's a bit bitter... I'll add some honey next time."

"What did you just say?" His voice was too soft, and Sachi didn't hear it clearly. When he stirred up the charcoal fire, he said with some pity: "Why did you run away now? I even took out the most precious ingredients for her. .”

"It's nothing," Marco rubbed his short blond hair, his lazy voice sounded a little weak, "What a disobedient patient, tsk... Now I'm in some trouble..."

"What's the trouble?" A group of people laughed and came up with a bad idea, "Next time we hold her down, and then you dare to give her medicine!"

Marco glanced sideways at them, "The captain can't beat her, so you trainee crew members shouldn't join in the fun."

His words made everyone on the boat burst into laughter again.

"Hey! Marco! Dinner will be served soon! Where are you going?"

Marco waved his hand, "It's too bitter, I have no appetite."

Everyone looked confused: "???"