When Mo An arrived, he saw a group of thugs laughing and joking around Jin who was tied up by Wu Hua, and discussing what kind of species Jin was and that he actually had wings.

Jin's mask and helmet were all there, Mo An didn't say anything, and the gangsters didn't take action either.

This group of tough bandits had all kinds of things, and some of them were covered in bandages and needed help from their companions to stand up.

But even so, this group of people did not forget to come and watch the fun.

"Lieutenant General An!" Some gangsters who were not too concerned about the excitement brought a box to Mo An and opened it with a smile. "These are our treasures. I'll lend them to you!"

Mo An looked at a box full of torture tools with a complicated expression.

This group of gangsters heard Mo An say that he wanted to torture Jin yesterday, so they spontaneously donated the tools they usually collected.

how to say……

G5 people seem to be getting more and more perverted.

But something strange seems to have gotten in. Why are there both a ball and a gag?

"Lieutenant General An, he will catch fire, be careful!" The gangsters laughed and laughed without any sense of nervousness.

But every word the gangster said seemed to bounce back and forth on the strings of Jin's rationality.

The flames on Jhin's body suddenly became strong and quickly spread towards the gangsters surrounding him.

Mo An went up and kicked him directly in the head.

As the flames burned, Jhin's defense would be enhanced, but Mo An's kick still made his mind buzz.

"Don't make trouble, Abel," Mo An squatted next to him without fear of the flames, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and there was no trace of threat on his smiling face, "You don't want me to tear off your mask now, do you?"

"Is there any difference?" Jhin's voice was still extremely arrogant, without any sense of being a prisoner.

"Of course," Mo An waved to let the gangsters go out first. The smile on his face remained unchanged and said, "You should know me very well. I like good-looking people, so I haven't reported your identity yet~ "

Her smile looked even brighter under the firelight. It was obvious that her facial features were extremely flamboyant and gorgeous, but embellished with long, fluffy pink hair and dots of freckles, there was a hint of innocence and deception.

But no one facing the current situation would feel that the person in front of them is really innocent and harmless.

"What do you want to do?" There was a little more sarcasm in his tone, mixed with a little curiosity.

Mo An, the crazy man in the navy, loves beauty, and everyone knows this.

If the other party has other purposes, there is nothing to worry about.

"I want to torture you~" Mo An smiled even more happily and began to talk nonsense seriously, "I have seen you in Bega Punk's information before. You were really cute when you were a child. You shouldn't be crooked now, right? "

Her fingertips caressed the outline of Jhin's face through the mask.

Ah ~

What's more fun than torturing people?

Of course it is torturing a good-looking person~

His fingertips pushed aside the mask along the edge, and Jin's resolute and handsome face appeared in front of Mo An again.

He has a serious face and a wreath-shaped tattoo around his left eye.

Even though he had known for a long time that the other party had discovered his identity, Jhin still felt extremely uncomfortable when the mask was taken off.

He really hates being seen by others for his true appearance.

The thick sea-tower stone chain shook. Jhin wanted to get out of this predicament, but he obviously couldn't.

"Stop struggling Abel~" Mo An kicked down the box, and all the tools sponsored by the gangsters rolled out, "So, which one do you like? You should be familiar with this kind of thing, right?"

Jhin's face looked ugly.

What he likes is to torture and abuse others, not to be tortured and abused by others.

"If you don't speak, you won't have a chance later~" Mo An picked up the ball on the ground and found that there was a matching muzzle hanging on the leather strap.

The smile on Mo An's face froze imperceptibly.

These guys are really good at playing...

But Jhin obviously wouldn't make such a weird choice.

"Since you don't say it, then I will try one by one~" The smile on Mo An's face became even brighter, "Abel, please take the initiative to take back the flames. Torturing pirates is a traditional project of G5. If you cooperate, I will be quick. You will get tired of it, otherwise I will use more annoying methods to make you do it."

The slender whip was slapped on the face with a high density of domineering energy.

When surrounded by flames, his defense will be enhanced, but increased defense does not mean that he will not be injured.

The suppression of strength and the fact that Jhin was restrained by the Sea Tower Stone still made him groan in pain.

What's more, it's humiliation.

But this was not enough for Jhin to compromise.

So the torture continues...

The gangsters were laughing and joking, but they were not doing anything serious.

They controlled the warship and rushed towards the red-haired pirates.

Who knows if the Beast Pirates have Jhin’s life card? Being chased by them would be troublesome.

Although the gangsters themselves were not afraid, they were even a little excited.

But the Warring States Marshal will definitely explode!

oh! No, he has already exploded once~

Although the whereabouts of the red-haired pirates have always been erratic, they had met not long ago, and Shanks had been wandering around this sea area with the intention of keeping an eye on Mo An to prevent her from causing a big mess. .

"Hongo, am I really not sick?"

Shanks rubbed his nose and looked at Hongo suspiciously, as if to say, 'Have your medical skills deteriorated? ’

"I told you, boss, that your body is stronger than that of a Neptune. What are you doubting?" Hongo wiped and maintained the disassembled weapon, and just had to write the words "Stop making unreasonable troubles" on his face.

"But I haven't been feeling right these past few days," Shanks grabbed Beckman who was passing by, and shouted with an exaggerated expression and panic: "Beck! Do I have some incurable disease? I haven't been feeling well these past few days. Sneezing!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Hongo also hugged his head, "What are you idiot captain worried about? You must have been beaten into a fool by her, right? I told you, didn't you? Sick! Can't sneezing mean she is missing you and talking about you? "

For example, Mo An wanted to beat up this idiot captain again and muttered a few words.

"It's really what she said. I'm afraid she also wants to beat me, right?" Shanks said with some resentment: "By the way, why is An's character getting worse and worse? It's so unreasonable for her to beat me now. What should I do?" She rushed up to me and beat me up even if I didn’t even do it, who can withstand this?”

"Vice Captain! Take this idiot captain away quickly! If he continues to ask questions, I will doubt my medical skills!"

Beckman, who was caught and couldn't escape: "..."

There is a saying that every time Shanks was beaten, he was really not unjust.

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