Pirates: Start by rejecting redhead invitations

Lin Mo was extremely sure that the 'girl' who just walked by him was his shadow clone!

With his eyes fixed on the shadow clone who was already sitting in the front row, Lin Mo now had the urge to beat that guy.

Having been in the world of pirates for so long, he rarely really wants to hit someone...

"Huh? It's not the time for the 'Mask Carnival' yet, right? Why does that girl wear a mask?" Bingshan also noticed Lin Mo's clone.

The Mask Carnival is a special festival in the Seven Waters Capital. Every time during this festival, most residents of the Seven Waters Capital will wear masks or dress up in fancy costumes.

Lin Mo withdrew his gaze and was thinking about how to deal with it.

Kalifa pushed her eyes and said calmly: "That's Lin Mo's girlfriend, right?"

Lin Mo: "?"

girlfriend?Why didn’t I know when I had a girlfriend?

A look of surprise flashed in Bingshan's eyes, and he said in surprise: "Huh? Real or fake? Lin Mo, you look young, but you have a girlfriend so soon? That's amazing!"

Lin Mo: "..."

"No, I don't know him!" Lin Mo said with a serious expression.

Although he is not wearing women's clothing, his shadow clone is exactly the same as him. When the guy wears it, it looks like he is wearing it...

Since you have to dress up in disguise, you should dress up in a normal way, but that guy is better off. He wears a dark lolita outfit. Is it because he is afraid that others will not notice him?

Thinking of this, Lin Mo glanced in the direction of Qing Pheasant. Sure enough, Qing Pheasant also noticed the shadow clone.

"Isn't she your girlfriend?" At this time, Khalifa's voice sounded again, "On the way here with Mr. Bingshan, I clearly saw Lin Mo entering the women's clothing store, and he quickly chose a skirt that was exactly the same as that girl's. , could it be that I misunderstood or saw it wrong?"

"Huh? Lin Mo has been to a women's clothing store?" Bingshan turned his attention to Lin Mo as if he had discovered a new world.

Lin Mo: "..."

Lin Mo looked gloomy and said: "It's not me..."

"Oh, maybe I really saw it wrong." Kalifa pushed her eyes again and continued, "That person doesn't have a sword, so it shouldn't be you."

"Hey..." Bingshan looked disappointed.

Lin Mo was too lazy to talk nonsense to them and turned his attention to his shadow clone again. It could be said that most of the people attending the meeting had already noticed the flamboyant guy.

Some people even went to strike up a conversation...

What on earth does that guy want to do?

"Huh? That's really weird." Qing Zhi suddenly appeared on the edge of the aisle where Lin Mo was sitting, standing there looking at Lin Mo's shadow clone, and said in a lazy tone, "How did I get out of that weird girl? Feel your breath?"

Qing Pheasant meant these words to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo: "..."

"Lin Mo." Qing Zhi looked at Lin Mo, pointed at the shadow clone, and asked directly, "Do you know that person?"

"I don't know." Lin Mo replied expressionlessly.

Qingzhi scratched the back of his head, then looked at the shadow clone, wondering: "Is it really my imagination?"

Soon, the auction will begin.

Qing Pheasant also returned to the corner where he originally stayed.

According to the usual process of the auction, the host responsible for the auction officially started the auction after a lot of nonsense.

What came out in front were all jewelry and antiques. Although there were many navy undercovers at the venue, there were also many guests who really came to spend money.

Therefore, the items in front were all bought under rounds of selling and price increase.

Seeing that the ordinary items were almost sold out, Bingshan couldn't help but said: "It seems that the person the navy is waiting for will not show up."

Isn't it abnormal that it doesn't happen?

Lin Mo didn't remember that Luo Hui would be arrested in the Capital of Seven Rivers.

Now, what he is most concerned about is whether the Fruit of Silence will be auctioned normally.

"Ah, everyone, I'm sorry." After an ordinary-looking man came on stage and whispered a few words to him, the auction host apologized to the guests who came to the meeting, "Due to some force majeure reasons, The last item in this auction will be cancelled. I would like to apologize to you for the inconvenience caused to everyone, and then we will continue the auction."

There was a sigh of dissatisfaction below.

Lin Mo: "..."

it is as expected.

The most troublesome situation happened...

The Fruit of Silence will be returned to the Navy after the auction ends. If you want to get it then, you must pass the Aoki Pheasant level.

At this time, the shadow clone suddenly looked back at Lin Mo and blinked?

Lin Mo: "!"

What is this guy going to do again?

The shadow clone's mouth curled up slightly, and he pushed the greasy man next to him with his elbow. He deliberately lowered his voice and asked softly: "Brother, do you know where the toilet is in the venue?"

"Um, little brother?" The greasy uncle pointed at himself, with a lewd smile on his face, "Are you calling me?"

The shadow clone slapped him playfully: "Otherwise? I hate it~ Do you know or not~"

"Hehe, hehehe." The greasy uncle's eyes narrowed with a smile, "Of course I know, how about I take you there?"

The shadow clone said shyly: "Okay."

Then, the greasy uncle smiled and walked out of the back door of the auction hall with his shadow clone.

Lin Mo used his sense of knowledge to hear the conversation between the shadow clone and the greasy uncle. His face had become darker than ever, and his whole body exuded an invisible aura of chilling.

Bingshan, who was sitting next to him, shivered suddenly: "What's going on? It seems to have suddenly become cold..."

The greasy uncle actually brought the shadow clone to the door of the toilet: "Little cutie, I will wait for you here. You will come out in a while. Brother, I will take you to a good place, hehe."

"Really, you are too direct." The shadow clone suddenly pointed behind the greasy uncle and exclaimed, "Huh? Look, what is that!"

The greasy uncle looked back.

The shadow clone jumped up and held down the greasy uncle's head, hitting the ground hard, knocking him unconscious.

"Hmph!" The shadow clone clapped his hands and said disdainfully, "Trash."

The shadow clone grabbed the greasy uncle's ankle, dragged him to the utility room next to him, and threw him in.

Then he deliberately tore up his clothes, pretended to be frightened, and ran to the storage room where auction items were placed, guarded by two plainclothes marines.

"Help~" The shadow clone shouted hoarsely and ran in front of the two marines, and even deliberately fell to the ground, "Little brother, help me, someone is chasing me."

"Um? Are you okay?" One of the marines immediately helped the shadow clone up, "Who is chasing you? Now the venue is full of sea... Ahem, there is an auction going on here now, everyone is at the auction venue, why? Is there someone chasing you?"

"Really." The shadow clone pointed towards the direction he came from and said pitifully, "He is right over there and will be chasing him soon. You have to protect me~"