Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

Sengoku hung up the phone before he got angry to death.

Mo An curled his lips, turned around and asked the gangsters to unload the coffin pallet.

Oh, by the way, Mihawk said this boat is called a coffin boat.

Laughing to death! It turns out that he himself knew that this looked like a coffin!

Mo An's daily tasks are different from those of other base directors. Everyone knows that she can't manage things well and is not willing to take care of those trivial matters, so the management of the base is left to others.

Lawrence and the others were in charge before, but now Rosinandy is in charge.

The G5 branch didn't have many rules to begin with. It didn't even hold morning meetings very often. The gangsters were all Mo An's biggest fans, so it wasn't difficult to manage them.

In addition, Mo An has been leading them to hunt down pirates this year. The G5 branch has long been notorious. Few fools will come here to cause trouble. Even if Mo An is away for a long time, there will be no problem.

Mo An smiled and confessed to Luo Nandi: "You can take it easy while I'm here. If you can't, just go back to the headquarters and stay. I don't have high demands on you, just stay alive."

She's so happy that she doesn't have to take these guys with her~

"Don't worry, Major General An! We will take good care of Colonel Rosinandi!" The gangsters cried and howled.

Rocinante: "..."

"Major General An! Can't you really take us with you?"

"No, you are so weak. If something happens to you, I won't be able to run away!"

Mo An said it mercilessly, and the gangsters laughed and laughed and didn't care. After all, compared to Mo An, they were indeed super weak.

"When will you come back?" Rosinandi wanted to light a cigarette, but when he opened the cigarette case, he remembered that Mo An had taken away the last one, so he could only crumble the cigarette case into a ball and stuff it back into his pocket.

"Let's wait until Mihawk's anger subsides. It won't take long. He can't kill me anyway."

Mo An took the phone and record pointer with him, and also put a life card in his pocket to ensure that he would not get lost at sea again.

The phone bug was required by the navy headquarters to contact her and regularly confirm whether she was still alive.

After doing this, Mo An jumped onto the coffin boat without looking back and quickly left the G5 branch.

Mo An didn't expect that Mihawk would chase her at this time. Was he almost going out to catch her after discovering that the vegetables in the garden had been stolen?

She thought Mihawk would spend weeks building the boat first.

But it doesn’t matter, just take this time to look for Dover.

The climate of the New World is more volatile than that of the first half of the Great Line. It would be very conspicuous for someone like Mo An to go out to sea in a small boat, let alone a coffin boat with such a recognizable shape.

Mo An sailed leisurely on the sea, without even thinking about hiding his traces.

Mihawk was so angry that he chased after her. She would definitely not be able to survive without being beaten.

Mo'an stopped at a nearby island and rested for a day. She found that Mihawk still hadn't caught up. She couldn't help complaining about Mihawk's slow speed.

Could this guy really come here in a small wooden boat?

Mo'an's patrol is really just a round of patrol. There are not many pirates near the G5 branch who dare to cause trouble. If Mihawk doesn't come, she has no reasonable reason to run around.

Tsk... At this time, Mo An would find the identity of the navy a bit troublesome.

Forget it, don’t wait any longer, just go!

Too lazy to wait for Mihawk, Moan set off directly and started running around.

After running for two days, Mihawk didn't arrive, but he waited for the headquarters mission first.

It's about the Revolutionary Army. The headquarters' rhetoric is that the Revolutionary Army guys started a civil war in a weak alliance country, and now the king wants to seek help from the navy.

Mo An had just reported her location yesterday, and it wasn't too far away. Hawkeye hadn't bothered her yet, so the mission was assigned to her.

"I don't know which unlucky guy it is..."

Catch or not?

Of course we have to catch him!

The headquarters didn't say it was a cadre. If she couldn't catch an unknown person, then it would be obvious that she was going too far.

I don’t know what Mihawk is doing. Moan has been wandering to the franchise country, but he hasn’t appeared yet!

Sighing, Mo An walked toward the palace with his backpack on his back.

This country seems to be quite prosperous, and the people have relatively happy smiles on their faces. However, it does not meet the conditions for the revolutionary army to launch a wave of resistance.

"You are Major General An sent by the Navy! We have been waiting for you! Please follow me!"

Mo An noticed her as soon as he arrived at the guard near the city gate. After all, she was so eye-catching that anyone who had seen the photo would never forget her.

When the navy sent Mo An over, it had already sent Mo An's information to this country.

There is no way, Mo An went out alone, and he was afraid that others would not believe that Mo An was from the navy. If there was a conflict later, this iron-headed boy would destroy the country together!

"Are you the one sent by the navy?"

Led by the guard soldiers, Mo An was stopped by an ordinary-looking but confident man shortly after entering the palace.

The man looked Mo An up and down with a look of surprise on his face.

His attire looked expensive, probably aristocratic or something.

Mo An: "..."

The headquarters should have mentioned that she has a bad temper, right?

So what does this person's eyes look like he's looking at the goods mean?

"Beautiful lady," he straightened his clothes, probably trying to be as gentlemanly as possible. He bowed slightly and extended his hand, "I wonder if I am honored to invite you to dinner with me..."

Mo An kicked the man away, turned around and asked the soldier leading the way, "Who is this guy?"

"Big! Big Prince!" The soldier's voice began to tremble as he looked at the man flying away. His legs went weak and he almost knelt down.

Why can't you ask before kicking me?

"Oh," Mo An nodded, indicating that he understood, "It's a bit ugly and noisy. Where is your king? Hurry up, I'm very busy."

The soldier didn't know whether to call someone to rescue the eldest prince or take Mo An to see the king first. The changes in front of him made him confused.

The eldest prince just appeared and was kicked away before he could say a few words. His life and death were unknown...

Just because the soldier was frightened, it didn't mean that the other soldiers didn't react either.

The idea of ​​protecting the royal family has been deeply engraved in their consciousness. Seeing the man being kicked away, the nearby soldiers quickly gathered around and pointed their weapons at Mo An.

"I don't like being pointed at a gun," the overlord's domineering aura escaped, and the people around him had fallen. Mo An looked at the soldier leading the way, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

The soldiers leading the way dare to talk!

He fell directly to the ground. It was the elite troops of the palace just now. He didn't even know what happened before the troops fell!

How dare he bring such a person before the king!

The palace had originally strengthened its security force because of the Revolutionary Army incident. The incident here quickly caused the palace to sound the alarm. Mixed footsteps sounded. More soldiers surrounded Mo'an, and densely packed heads filled the roof of the palace. .

It didn't matter who fired first. The gunshots were continuous and bullets were raining down on Mo An.

Mo An jumped up easily, dodging the hail of bullets, and his overlord color stunned the soldiers again.

When she fell, there was blood on the ground.

The unlucky soldier who had just led the way had been beaten into a sieve, and stray bullets also hit many unlucky people who were also on the ground.

This……

Mo An scratched his head.

It's a bit outrageous. Isn't she here to perform a mission? Why does it make her look like she's here for massacre?

With no one to lead the way, Mo An could only find it on his own.

Finding someone was very easy for Mo An. After seeing, hearing and seeing, he determined his location among the various complicated 'sounds', leaving a string of bloody footprints and walking towards a certain direction.

The king was a white-haired old man in his sixties. His mood went through great ups and downs in just ten minutes.

When he was worried about the civil war started by the revolutionary army, he heard the guards of the palace reporting that people from the navy had arrived. He was not relieved for a few minutes, and heard that his eldest son had been beaten. He did not know whether he was alive or dead, and then came the elite troops. The news of the collapse was followed shortly by reports that all the guards had lost consciousness...

Now, this overly handsome man who calls himself Rear Admiral is standing in front of him...

"Tsk!" Surrounded by a group of armed soldiers, Mo An clicked his tongue impatiently, "So where is the revolutionary army you are talking about? How much intelligence do you have?"

"Presumptuous!" The old king was also afraid of Mo An, but the king's majesty did not allow him to show timidity in front of such a little girl. He could only use his voice to support his majesty, "You are also an accomplice of those revolutionary troops, right? ! Don’t try to trick me! My kingdom will not be at your mercy!”

Mo An looked at him like a fool, "Didn't the headquarters send my photo?"

Old King: "..."

It's true, but why does he need to see this kind of thing in person? Everyone else who had seen it was also fainting outside.

"You guys will find out if you go and get the information." Mo An didn't have any consciousness of being pointed at a gun. He walked to the chair and sat down on his own. "If it doesn't work, just contact the headquarters and ask. This kind of IQ How did you become king?"

Mo An said it easily, not considering that these were just ordinary people. It was a terrible thing to know that Mo An was like using magic to make the elite troops lose consciousness.

"The information was lost yesterday."

Perhaps Mo An's posture was too casual, and the old king's fear dissipated a little. Seeing that she did not stop her, he directly asked someone to call the phone bug and contacted the navy headquarters on the spot.

Hearing their exchange, Mo An felt a little dizzy. As expected, her phone rang not long after, and Warring States' loud voice came from the phone.

"An! The headquarters asked you to carry out the mission! You are not here to scare them!"

Mo An picked his ears and became more confident, "They pointed their guns at me first! And I didn't kill them!"

However, as soon as Mo An finished speaking, there were chaotic footsteps outside the door.

"It's bad!" A soldier rushed into the palace crawling, "Them! They are all dead!"

Mo An: "..."

What the hell?