Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

Looking at the flower of the high mountains eating gracefully with a dark face in front of him, Mo An shivered.

I don’t dare to move, I really don’t dare to move!

Whether it’s life or death, I’d like to give you a happy word!

It's so scary to be silent like this.

Mihawk shouldn't stop even if he can't beat her to death...

"Big...brother..." Mo An said tentatively, "I...I think I can explain..."

"Finally figured out an excuse?"

Mihawk's eyes did not fall on Mo An, but Mo An was immediately aroused when he heard the voice, which was much colder than usual.

Mo An shook his head crazily, "I have realized my mistake! I promise there will be no next time!"

Mihawk seemed to be angry and laughed, and the knife and fork for cutting food paused.

"You don't have a long memory." His tone was cold and particularly pleasant, and he looked at Mo An with sharp eyes like an eagle.

Mo An: "..."

Have been offended...

I want to scold my mother!

Really!

Seeing Mihawk, whose aura was at the critical point between rage and calm, Mo An honestly lowered his head.

It seems like I really got it off this time!

I’m so damn convinced!

Mo An really went out this time to find Ace.

When Jinbe accepted the mission, Moan knew that it was not far before Ace and Newgate met.

Although Mo An won't interfere with anything, he still wants to accompany Ace!

Even quietly...

As a result, Vaughn said that Caesar needed Mihawk's blood factor for experiments.

Of course, Mo An would not go to Mihawk specifically for this kind of thing.

What could be more important than meeting Ace?

I thought I would finish looking for Ace first, and then spend a few days to bother Mihawk.

But sometimes things just happen by coincidence. In the new world, she met Mihawk, who was bored and killed people.

Mo An didn't know whether to say he was lucky or bad.

Now that I have encountered it, of course I don’t want to miss it.

All Mo An could think about was finishing it as soon as possible, and then he could stay in Esna until the end of the vacation.

Drawing other people's blood for no reason is too easy to arouse suspicion, not to mention Mihawk is a pervert who can even notice that his nails are short...

Because he didn't want to cause trouble, Mo An used some special methods.

But who the hell would have thought that Mihawk would wake up when she took off his clothes!

The dosage of the medicine she administered couldn't be wrong!

Just thinking about that embarrassing scene, Mo An wanted to slap himself twice!

If I had known earlier, I would have pretended not to have seen Mihawk!

I have a dog!

What the hell is going on in her head? This uncle is not the easy-to-bully fool like Rosinandi!

Fuck!

It must be Caesar's bleating sheep who is unreliable!

This time, I really can't stand it straight and I don't feel strong.

It had been several days since she was caught by Mihawk.

The old man took her with him without saying anything. He ate and drank every day, and when he got bored, he would kill people...

Mo'an felt that Mihawk actually wanted to kill her, but she was too good these days and followed him obediently to prevent the old man from venting his anger on her.

Moan didn't know where Mihawk was taking her.

Because the navigation chart and record pointer on his body were confiscated, Mo An didn't even know where he was docking now, he only knew that he was still in the New World.

Mo An lowered her head timidly, her long pink curly hair scattered on both sides of her face, perfectly covering up her rolling eyes.

You must run...

Her one-month vacation was already halfway over.

Just as he was thinking about how to run away, he spotted a familiar figure on the street downstairs from the corner of his eye. Mo An jumped out of the window without a trace of hesitation, not even having time to pay attention to the slashing attack that followed behind him.

"Beckman! Help!"

Mo An rushed directly to Beckman, who was chatting with his companions. He grabbed his cloak and refused to let go. Mo An, who was already much taller than Beckman, was suddenly shrunk by Mo An, making him look like a bird. .

Beckman was suddenly slapped in the face by a terrible slash: "..."

"An, you still like Beckman so much." Shanks, who was also by his side but was directly ignored by Mo An, drew out his Griffin to block the blow. Looking at Mo An's actions, he still couldn't help but complain. .

Shanks' words made Mihawk's face darken, his hand holding the black knife tightened, and he approached Mo An unhurriedly.

The black top hat decorated with white fluff covered most of his face, but even so, the people present could still feel his increasingly terrifying aura.

Shaking, afraid...

Can mentally retarded Shanks speak? Don’t you think Mihawk is angry enough?

Mo An continued to hold on to Beckman's cloak and huddled behind Beckman, not daring to show his head.

Shanks didn't know if he really didn't understand the current situation, but he greeted Mihawk warmly when he saw him.

"Hawkeye, are you chasing this guy again? Did she steal something from you again?"

The knife was still there and the boat was not lost. Shanks was also a little curious about how the daring Mo An provoked Eagle Eye this time.

As for Mo An being chased by Mihawk, both the navy and those who have some interactions with Mo An have long been used to it.

Mihawk seemed to sneer from between his teeth, "You'd better not get involved."

This cold voice made Mo An shrink back in fear.

Even Shanks, who has always been very nervous, could tell that something was wrong with Mihawk's voice and attitude at this time.

He looked at Mo An, who was huddled behind Beckman, and then at Mihawk. He was about to speak and try to be a peacemaker again, but he saw that Mihawk seemed to have run out of patience, and the black knife showed no mercy. It struck in the direction of Mo An.

Shanks originally didn't want to interfere.

After all, Mo An has been hunted down too many times, and everyone knows that she will definitely not die.

As a result, he saw that Mo An changed from his normal behavior and neither ran away nor hid, and didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​resisting...

The coward clearly understood that it was completely different from the previous attitude of teasing Hawkeye.

"What are you doing?" Shanks still blocked the black knife's attack and glanced back and forth between them with a strange look on his face.

Being so cowardly is totally not Mo An's style, right?

Mihawk obviously didn't want to fight Shanks, and looked at Mo An with his sharp and beautiful eagle eyes, with a faint murderous intention surging, "Get over here!"

Mo An, who was almost killed by the cold voice: "..."

After a moment of hesitation, Beckman let go of his cloak.

Shanks almost had a big question mark on his face when he saw her cowardly and obedient look.

"Isn't it right? An, were you ever so obedient? What kind of trick did you get into Hawkeye's hands?"

Mo An's face fell and he approached Mihawk at an extremely slow speed.

She doesn’t want to either! It would be okay if the handle fell into Mihawk's hands, but at most he wouldn't be able to bother Mihawk for a short time.

But now she is the one who has done something that will make Mihawk beat her to death!

Shanks, the idiot, stopped Mihawk so she could escape!

"Wait a minute, Hawkeye!" I don't know if Mo An's prayer took effect, but Shanks actually spoke, "We also have something to talk to her about. Let's put your grudges aside for now. She can't run away anyway."

Mo An: "..."

There is a saying that I don’t know whether to say it or not.

What was Shanks doing with her at this time? She didn't do anything weird to Shanks.

All the people on the street had already hid because of the fight just now.

This is neither an island protected by Shanks nor a country that has joined the World Government. Pirates or powerful guys are terrifying existences to these people.

Mihawk didn't stop him, he just looked at Mo An coldly, who was moving at a very fast speed.

And Mo An, with the idea that he could delay for a while, stopped at a slow pace.

Pretending not to notice Mihawk's cold eyes, which were as cold as ice that had been frozen for thousands of years, he quickly retreated behind Beckman, changed his timid attitude, and shouted confidently: " What's going on! Sloppy guy!"

Shanks: "???"