Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

After finishing the meal and paying the money, Mo An took the languid Vaughn and set off again on the sea beast.

It was a coincidence that Mo An caught the same sea pig when she left. She didn't even need friendly condolences, so the sea pig obediently became her means of transportation.

"I'm scared to death. I thought I was dead this time. Oh my money!" Vaughn whimpered and cried. The 2.8-meter tall man shrank into a ball, and the dog's eyes were filled with confusion. moist.

There was a large amount of solidified blood on his face, and his hair was in strands, making him look pitiful.

"It's so noisy." Mo An leaned on his back, adjusted his sitting position to a comfortable position, and threw him a record pointer, "Tell me what happened this time."

Vaughn wiped his wet eyes and turned his head to look at Mo An, "What? Didn't you come to save me specifically after seeing the news?"

"Who knows where your news is? I just met him for a meal." Mo An patted his wagging tail away, "It's a good thing they didn't beat you to death directly."

"You're still so lucky, you almost lost me as your reliable partner!"

"Haha," Mo An sneered, "I thought you were in wolf fur. If I had known you were in dog fur, I wouldn't have saved you."

"Fortunately, you admitted your mistake at the time." Vaughn just smiled and did not feel unhappy.

Just thinking about the past, he felt a dull pain on his back.

"The red hair thing was an accident. There was new progress in weapons research and development. I drank too much when I was happy, hahaha!" Vaughn's tail swayed unconsciously, "Dr. Vegapunk is really awesome. , any drawing is a priceless treasure.”

"But it costs money," Mo An looked at the horizon and sighed, "I get a headache now just thinking about your research funds."

It was not difficult to get the design drawings from Vegapunk, but the difficulty was in researching materials and other things. She could hardly make ends meet.

"What's so hard about that? Go find the target of your scandal!" Vaughn's dirty dog ​​face showed a look of shamelessness that he couldn't even hide. "We have the skills and he has the connections. We hit it off right away, don't we? !”

"Shut your mouth before I get angry and get on your way."

Vaughn chuckled, but really didn't continue.

I don’t know how long it took, but just when Mo An was about to fall asleep, Vaughan’s voice sounded like a whisper.

"I can really..." The voice behind her was so small that it could be dissipated by the sea breeze.

"Ah."

Vaughn was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Mo An, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, with a silly smile on his face, and his happily wagging tail gently rested on Mo An.

"Why are you still coaxing a child..."

The sea pig moves very quickly on the sea, but it also gets tired, so Vaughan found a resting place nearby.

After settling Mo'an, who was still awake, Vaughn began to deal with his injuries. By the way, he contacted Michus and the others who had been called to 'redeemed' him before, so don't stupidly start a fight with the red-haired ones.

Before dawn the next day, Mo An started to rush again, but this time with Vaughn around, the journey was much more comfortable. Mo An didn't have to worry about it, and the speed of the journey became faster, shortening the time to reach the destination.

Seeing that Vaughan had no intention of leaving, Mo An cast a questioning look.

"How can we talk about cooperation and let the BOSS appear alone? It won't work if there is no appearance at all."

Vaughn raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his eyes were cold and deep when he became serious.

After washing away the bloodstains of Mi Tai, his slender and muscular body was put on a well-tailored suit and gold-rimmed glasses, which instantly made this dog-head with blue and orange eyes look like a thug in a suit and a gentle scum.

It perfectly matches Moan's luxurious and exquisite style.

"Why do I think you don't have any good intentions?"

"Woooooo! An'an! Isn't Vaughn your favorite dog?" Vaughn broke through in one second, and the thug in the suit instantly turned into a crying, clingy big dog.

"Vaughn." Mo An looked at him with a smile.

Vaughn immediately put away his crying expression and looked as elegant as a noble prince.

"BOSS, please."

Twisting the ring on his hand, Mo An resisted the urge to beat Vaughn violently. He kept thinking in his mind that he asked for it and saved it. It's not worth beating him to death...

A figure fell from the sky, and its target was Mo An.

Vaughan moved his fingers, but when he saw Mo An reaching out to catch the man, he stopped moving.

"An!" Baby5 hugged Mo An happily, with joy in the corners of her eyes and brows, "Long time no see, you are so beautiful now! If the young master hadn't said you would come today, I would hardly have recognized you."

She has also grown taller in the past two years, but she is still shorter than Mo An.

Influenced by Mo'an's rainbow fart, Baby5 is obviously a lot more cheerful.

"Baby 5 is cuter too." Mo An lovingly touched her head, "Have you lent money to others recently?"

"Except for Baffara, I didn't borrow anyone else." Baby5 looked up at Mo An, looking like he was begging for praise.

"Awesome, I brought you another gift today." With that said, Mo An stretched out his hand to Vaughan.

Vaughn: "???"

He took off a pistol from his waist and put it in Mo An's hand.

"Do you like it?" Mo An looked at Baby5 with a smile, without any guilt.

Baby5 couldn't put it down and played with it.

"You gave a weapon to a weapon man," Bafara couldn't help complaining while flying in mid-air: "And Baby5, have you forgotten that she gave you a tiara before to steal mission secrets?"

Baby5 heard it, but Baby5 ignored him.

Bafara led a few people to Doflamingo's stronghold. Compared with the last time they came here, the building decoration here was more luxurious, and it felt like a European palace.

Before he walked into Mo'an, he saw Torebol's big snot-nosed figure, and he touched his waist out of habit.

oh well...

I forgot to buy a fly swatter...

Torebol also noticed Mo'an's movements, and he immediately approached Mo'an with mucus hanging on his face, and he made a weird smile.

Mo An: "..."

However, although……

Doesn't this disgusting guy care about eating but not beating?

As soon as Moan clenched his fist, a large amount of spherical mucus was shot out from Torebol's body. Secondly, it would make him unable to move if it was stuck. The most important thing was that it was really disgusting!

But this time, before Mo An could take action, Vaughn had already appeared in front of Mo An, and a squeaking electric current appeared in his right hand. As he punched, Vaughn came into contact with Torebol's mucus. There was an explosion.

Vaughn quickly picked up Mo An and moved away from the dust caused by the explosion.

"You don't need to make such a big fuss."

"BOSS," Vaughn said with an elegant smile, "Face it."

He landed gracefully, looking at Torebol with blue-orange eyes, and an inexplicable sense of oppression escaped.

Mo An: "..."

Okay, she doesn't care what you like, anyway, she is here just to be a mascot.