Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

Moan was chased by Mihawk for a whole day without realizing it.

According to the baboon's recollection, Moan's voice of admitting his mistake lasted all day.

Regardless of whether he sincerely admits his mistake or not, at least he has an attitude.

What can Mo An do?

She's just here to get some food!

There was a long way to go and there was no place to eat.

She didn’t know that landing would be a chase in hell mode!

She hasn't even started making fun of the vegetable garden yet!

The rice balls in the basket have been eaten long ago, and the calories of this food cannot keep up with those consumed by being chased.

"Brother!" Mo An cried sadly. She didn't even dare to break Mihawk's hoe, "Can we stop now? I'm hungry."

Her words completely added fuel to Mihawk's bad mood!

"Have you not had enough fun outside? Are you here to tease me again?"

"No! I really think it looks good!"

Mo'an just wanted to explain that he didn't mean to tease him, and that he really thought the gems were beautiful, but it didn't mean that to Mihawk's ears.

Feeling that Mihawk's attacks were getting heavier, Mo Anxin stopped running and shouted: "I'm standing right here! If you can't kill me, I'll kill your vegetable garden!"

boom!

The fierce attack landed on Mo An's side, and a deep ravine appeared on the ground.

Mo An smiled and raised his hands to show his innocence, not caring at all that the slash almost landed on her.

"I was wrong! I'm sorry! Can we eat first?"

Mihawk: "..."

Very angry! But I can't kill her!

Mo An's growth rate is more terrifying than that of a monster.

"You are not welcome in my home." Mihawk looked indifferent. If possible, he would not even look at the person in front of him.

"Don't be so stingy~" Mo An returned to him, "Look, I've been chased by you for a whole day and I'm not angry!" She suddenly stretched out her hand to indicate the height of the two of them, her tone and demeanor were all mean. "You've gotten shorter."

Killing intent permeated the air, and it was so obvious that Mihawk wanted to kill Mo An.

However, he knew very well that Mo An was shameless. He couldn't kill him anyway, so he might as well ignore him.

Mihawk didn't answer, and Mo An didn't care. He followed him naturally and put his hand on Mihawk's shoulder. "Brother, what do you want to eat today? Is it okay if I want to eat meat?"

Mo An's answer was the crushed wooden handle of the hoe and a sharp elbow that hit Mo An's ribs.

Who has Mo An been afraid of at this close distance?

After blocking Mihawk's elbow attack, Mo An's tone did not change, and he did not let go. He still held his hand, "You weren't here last time when I came to see you, so I left the red wine and left. How about it? Do you like the red wine? ?”

Moan's actions really pushed Mihawk to the limit of his endurance.

Although Mihawk was a swordsman, he could not be inferior in skill. He swept his arms in an attempt to distance the two of them.

But Mo An was like a piece of brown candy that couldn't be shaken off. As long as she didn't run away, it was Mihawk who wanted to get away quickly.

"Is it fun?" Mihawk's eyes were unkind and his voice was cold.

"Don't be so fierce~" Mo An let go of the hand that restrained him and looked obedient, "I really have something to do this time. I can't deliberately come here for you to chase me, can I?"

Mihawk sneered at Mo'an's words. He let out a light chirp of unknown meaning and turned around to walk towards the castle.

All the rice balls he prepared were eaten by Mo An. To be honest, he was the one who hadn't eaten all day.

Mo An followed him and looked Mihawk up and down.

So where was her life card hidden by this guy?

She looked for the coffin boat, but there was none.

"Get out of here after you finish eating."

Mo An: "..."

Is she really so unpopular?

In any case, besides being cold-faced and not wanting to talk to Mo An the whole time, Mihawk didn't starve Mo An.

However, after Mo An finished his meal, the food supply in the castle quickly ran out.

After resting in the original room for one night, Moan was picked up by Mihawk early the next morning as the culprit who almost finished eating the food stored in the castle.

Mo An, who was angry about getting out of bed, almost started fighting with Mihawk again.

This guy brought a black knife to wake her up at night!

In order to have breakfast, Mo An endured it.

But the anger was still there, so after breakfast, while Mihawk was washing the dishes, Mo An took a pot to the vegetable garden and stole a pot of small tomatoes.

Mihawk, with bulging veins: "..."

"Why are you so popular?" Moan handed Mihawk a small tomato, "Can you eat it?"

"roll!"

"You really don't want to eat it?" Mo An handed it over again.

Moan passed his hand in front of him twice, and Mihawk almost crushed the freshly washed plate.

Feeling that Mo An was about to extend his hand for the third time, Mihawk could no longer hold back and waved his hand like a knife, about to chop Mo An's neck.

However, as if Mo An knew what he was doing, what he reached out for this time was not a tomato at all, but a thin chain pulled out of his sleeve.

The chain went around his neck and then wrapped around his arms.

Mihawk's face darkened, but he was one step behind Mo An after all.

Even though he counterattacked quickly enough after reacting, Mo An still tied him up.

Mo An overturned the man and threw him on the sofa, and put his knee on his lower back to prevent him from struggling. Then he touched his face and bared his teeth.

What's going on with this guy!

Are you addicted to slaps in the face?

"Mo'an!" Mihawk's voice was as cold as ice that has been frozen for thousands of years, "You are looking for death!"

What calmness and self-control! Go to hell!

"Why are you so angry again?" Mo An pointed at his face and said, "Look at how you beat me and I didn't even fight back!"

"If you want to make trouble, go make trouble with those people outside!" He seemed to be extremely angry, and his power was uncontrollably emanating from his body. The powerful domineering aura made the air around him seem to be distorted.

"Be good, be good, don't be angry or not, you have to get used to it. Anyway, you can't beat me to death now."

If Mihawk had chopped down Mo An's boat and was retaliated for, he would not have chased Mo An, and Mo An would not have taken the initiative to cause trouble for such a difficult loner.

Look at Dover, if Mo An didn't take the initiative to find him before, Mo An wouldn't even respond.

But there was no way. Mihawk was so bored that he used her as a pastime. She was being hunted so miserably that it was rare for him to find this guy interesting. Of course, he couldn't let this guy go.

Mo An was not surprised that Mihawk also had a domineering look. After all, he was the world's greatest swordsman. If he didn't have this kind of courage, then his title would be a bit watery.

While she was dealing with Mihawk nonchalantly, she reached into his pocket.

Clothes, pants...

Ok?

nothing?

The powerful overlord-colored domineering energy pressed toward Mo An like a mountain, and the powerful and terrifying power was so rich that it almost turned into substance.

This humiliating posture and the feeling of being suppressed were something he had never felt before, and his desire to kill Mo An was also stronger than ever before!

"Hey! Mihawk! Where did you hide my life card!"

The same powerful force poured out from Mo An, and the intersection of these two forces was so terrifying that the space seemed to be shaking.

However, Mo An still seemed to be okay, and even patted Mihawk on the back angrily.

Wow!

The chain made of special materials made a soft sound.

Mo An: "..."

Grab the black knife, grab the tomato pot and run away!