Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

Warring States on the other side of the phone was also silent for a moment.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Mo An said angrily: "Look what I'm doing! Watch the surveillance camera!"

After all, this is a country in the new world. No matter what, one or two surveillance phone bugs can still be used.

According to the soldiers, all the elite troops who were unconscious in the palace were dead, including the eldest prince who lost half his life after being kicked by Mo An.

There were no wounds on their bodies, and everyone had a look of fear on their faces, as if they were scared to death.

"What's the situation now?"

"I don't know. I just arrived, and I feel like something is not right." Mo An's tone was still casual, "The revolutionary army should not do such a thing of killing everyone."

Zhan Guo didn't doubt Mo An's hand. If it was really her, she would have said confidently just now, 'I was pointed at a gun! This is legitimate defense! ’

"Since you are already there, let's investigate by the way. The branch has sent people there."

After hanging up the phone, Mo An pointed at those people and looked at the old man, "Can you accept it? I really don't like being pointed at by these people."

Even if her identity was confirmed, she was too lazy to communicate with these people.

Mo An has long been accustomed to not making any noise if she can do something, but these people are not enough for her to punch.

The gun was put away, but after the soldier came back and whispered a few words to the old man, the old man's face turned ugly again.

Mo An heard it, and he said that the surveillance phone bug had been destroyed by someone, and it was impossible to identify who did it.

Mo An ignored them lazily and left with the information given by the soldiers.

"Where are you going!" After confirming that Mo An was from the navy, even though he knew that Mo An was a major general, his tone towards Mo An was a little more commanding, "It was because of you that all the elite troops died. !You should stay now to ensure my safety!"

"Who cares about you? If you have the ability, go to the headquarters and file a lawsuit against me." Mo An walked out of the palace while looking through the information, "I hope you can live until that time."

This casual tone sounded to the old man's ears like a challenge to his king's majesty.

The remaining elite troops wanted to surround Mo'an under his order, but without any surprise, they fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

"If my information is lost, you can ask the headquarters for another one." Mo An turned around and showed a bright smile, "I really don't have a good temper."

He was obviously a very beautiful person with a bright and bright smile, but for some reason the old man felt a chill running down his spine.

By the time he came to his senses, Mo An had already left the palace.

The old man's face turned red and white, and Mo An's attitude made him feel insulted.

"Tell the Navy that their major general killed our elite troops!" His old, cloudy eyes flashed fiercely, "Then spread the news to the outside world!"

"But...but..."

The few remaining soldiers hesitated, but were frightened by the old man's terrifying eyes.

"No buts!" The old man slapped the armrest of the king's seat hard with his hand. He was so emotional that his breathing became heavier. "We only pay a huge amount of heavenly gold every year to the world government to have money to support these people. They don't count." what!"

As for Mo An, she followed the recorded address to the place where the 'Revolutionary Army' had appeared before, but found nothing but traces of war.

This is not surprising. In a place like the battlefield, any traces have been destroyed long ago.

After resting for a night, he searched around the edge towns the next day. Mo An actually found traces of the revolutionary army on the edges.

Yes, it is the real revolutionary army.

Mo An had interacted with the Revolutionary Army before, so he had some impression of their contact marks.

Could it be that they really did it this time?

However, this idea was rejected as soon as it came up.

Compared to what they did, Mo An felt that it was more likely that they were also here to catch the guys pretending to be the revolutionary army to cause trouble.

Just when she was thinking about saying hello and gaining some experience, her phone rang again.

It's the headquarters.

"Major General An, are you still in the joining country?"

"Here, what's wrong?" Mo An took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and found a stone to sit on.

"People from the branch arrived in this country today and found that the king of this country has died!" The little girl on the operator's voice was a little panicked. "Including his guards, they were found dead in the palace!"

"Then my task doesn't need to be done?" Mo An raised his eyebrows.

He died so quickly~ It reminded him to live longer.

"..." There was silence on the other side of the phone, and then the little girl continued: "You still have to continue checking!"

"Ok?"

"Their death time was probably early this morning. Last night, they sent an accusation to the headquarters that you massacred all their elite troops!"

Mo An paused while rummaging for a lighter in his bag, curled up the corner of his mouth while holding a cigarette, and let out a chuckle of unknown meaning.

"Major General An, don't worry! The headquarters does not suspect you! But this country has spread this matter, so I still want to trouble you to investigate what happened!"

"Haha! Are you asking me to prove my innocence? It doesn't matter. Ask Warring States for me. Anyway, if the person dies, the mission can end."

When the little girl heard the sound of a lighter coming from the phone bug, and saw Mo An's indifferent attitude imitated by the phone bug, her eyes suddenly turned red with anger.

"Major General An! Don't take your reputation seriously! We were all so angry when we heard their accusations yesterday!"

Mo An: "..."

Yes, the idiot fans at the headquarters are very enthusiastic about ruining her reputation and knocking her out, but these guys won't let others slander her.

They regard Mo An's reputation as more important than their own.

She had heard of these people fighting others over her before.

It's outrageous!

"Isn't that simple? Can't you just say that I stayed with Mihawk yesterday? If he can prove that I didn't do it, no one will doubt that it was me."

Mo An provided her with an idea.

Phone Bug's eyes lit up, "So..."

"No, he has gone to the headquarters to find me. Do you think I can answer your call with peace of mind while he is here?"

The phone bug's expression was obviously lost.

The corners of Mo An's mouth twitched.

Very good, she knew who this little girl was knocking.

Just when he was about to ask her not to talk about evil things, a sense of danger came over, and Mo An quickly left the place holding the phone bug.

A slash left a deep ravine in the ground.

"Fuck!" Seeing the black-faced Mihawk all the way away, Mo An was so frightened that he dropped his cigarette and quickly hung up the phone, "That ancestor is here! I'll run away first and contact you later!"

Take care of the phone bug, Mo An doesn't care about anything and run away quickly!

She was chased out of experience!

If you are caught at a time like this, you will be severely beaten!

How did this ancestor find her so accurately?

"Brother! We have something to discuss!" After being driven away for almost an hour since the afternoon, Mo An felt a little numb when he saw Mihawk's murderous intent getting stronger and stronger, so he quickly begged for peace, "Stop chasing him now. Why don’t I farm the land for you to make amends? I’ll grow whatever you say!”

It's a good thing she didn't say it, but these words directly brought back Mihawk's bad memories, and the terrifying slash rushed towards Mo An with unmatched power.

Damn it! It seems that I said the wrong thing!

Just as Mo An was about to hide away, she saw a figure rushing towards her from the corner of her eye, seemingly trying to knock her away.

"Tsk!"

The steps to avoid suddenly stopped. Mo An grabbed the person and only had time to move away from her position. The slash hit her on the back. The strong armed domineering force could prevent her from being chopped into two pieces, but the impact was indeed real. Bear it.

A fishy sweetness filled her throat, and a trace of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.

It hurts so bad!

"Ann! Are you okay?"

"I've vomited blood, tell me if I'm okay!" Mo An angrily pinched his face, "Why are you here to join in the fun? Sabo?"

Sabo's cheek hurt a little from being pinched. He also knew about the king's murder. He just followed Mo An after seeing him being chased.

When he saw Mihawk's slash, Sabo only knew that Ace would be very sad if something happened to Mo An, so he subconsciously wanted to push Mo An away.

Mo An coughed again, feeling her whole body hurt. This was really the hardest Mihawk had ever hit her.

For a few dishes, as for...

"You hurry up and leave, I'm fine." Mo An pulled the person away and felt relieved, but it was so painful that she couldn't even laugh.

This unlucky kid!

"But……"

Sabo was a little hesitant, Mo An obviously didn't look like he was fine.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have suffered that blow." It hurt so much that Mo An didn't bother to stand. She sat on the ground and waved her hands to chase them away, "I'll go find you later. You're here. If anything happens, I'll run away." No."

Sabo hesitated for a moment, looked at Mihawk who was getting closer, and left after seeing that he had no intention of continuing to attack.

After he was far away, he looked back and saw Mihawk's black knife pointed at Mo An. Mo An was gesticulating and didn't know what he said. Mihawk kicked him away, and then he saw Mo An land on the ground. Turn around and keep running.

Mihawk seemed to be angry, and he chased after him with several slashes from the black sword.

Sabo: "..."

It seems that he is troublesome, so those reports in the newspapers that Mo An was being hunted were really being hunted?