Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

Marco's original plan was to take Mo An to Xihai and leave. That way, by the time Mo An was done with his work, the vacation would probably be over, and he would not have time to go to the Moby Dick to cause trouble again.

But he still underestimated how shameless Mo An was.

I can't leave, I can't leave at all.

He was caught running around, flying everywhere, and worked as a bag-carrying boy for several days.

Mo An's attitude when calling people is very confident.

"Dead bird! Come here!" As soon as Mo An finished paying the bill, he started calling Marco, who was lazily pretending to be dead.

Marco raised his eyelids, not really wanting to go there.

As soon as she sent Mo An to Xihai, her attitude changed back to her previous attitude of blaming the sky and the earth.

Not cute.

Marco didn't know that he was in the entertainment news yet. He only knew that after seeing how quickly Mo An made money, he saw again how quickly Mo An spent money.

She bought so much stuff in the past two days that the rented house could hardly fit in it.

"I plan to do it the night after tomorrow. Are you really not going to come with me?" Mo An invited me again.

"Sending you here has already wasted a lot of my time. Who wants to continue to fool around with you?"

"Okay," Mo An didn't care and still said casually: "Then don't regret it."

Marco picked up the large and small packages on the ground, "Didn't the people from the Babao Navy go to sea a few days ago? They won't be back in a short time. Why don't you take action today."

"Huh?" Mo An looked surprised, "So you discovered it too."

"Don't pretend to be surprised. I was there when you were collecting information." Marco's half-knocked eyelids raised, directly exposing Mo An's lies, "You must never become our enemy in the future, so casually The ability to get the information you want just by running around is terrifying.”

Mo An didn't feel guilty about being exposed at all, "What do you mean by running around casually? I spent a lot of money."

"But not a penny was spent on gathering intelligence."

"But I spent all the money on you, have a better attitude, you damn bird!"

Marco: "..."

Is it great to be rich?

Well, it's really amazing.

Mo'an also bought the latest medical equipment he wanted and was on his way back to the new world.

Damn generous.

But if she has a slightly better attitude towards this guy, she will definitely take advantage of him!

It really gave me a headache, and I didn’t dare to speak to her properly at all.

Mo An did not continue to talk nonsense with Marco, but still took him shopping, and they met two wealthy people on this street.

That night, Mo An made an excuse to go play, planning to leave Marco behind and go directly to dig for gold.

This is the Kingdom of Flowers, and the Eight Treasure Navy Army lives in seclusion on the border of this country, but the Ice Continent is not here.

The current treasure trove of the Babao Navy is incomparable to the amount of treasures in the Ice Continent.

She set out at night, and with the time spent on the back and forth during the robbery, she would definitely be back in the morning the day after tomorrow.

If she hadn't been discovered, she could have continued riding the bird back.

If discovered...

She can definitely escape, and no one will know her anyway. She just has to work hard for Marco to be a shield.

She bought so many things for Marco, so it makes sense for him to take the blame, right?

Of course it was unlikely that she would be caught.

"Are you going to the bar?" Marco raised his eyebrows, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen any tidbits about you in a long time~"

Moan's face turned a little dark when he heard about the bar.

When she thought about what she had done to Rocinante when she was drunk...

"Yes," Mo An twitched the corners of his lips, trying to make his smile look normal, "Do you want to come too?"

She has a habit of going to bars frequently, and since Marco asked, admitting it directly would not arouse suspicion.

"Okay~"

Mo An: "???"

No!

What happened to this dead bird?

Haven't you wanted to get rid of her for a long time?

Why are you so proactive all of a sudden?

"Put your things back and leave. I haven't drank in a long time."

Mo An: "..."

The sudden refusal to say anything will definitely arouse the dead bird's suspicion.

But go...

Mo An tried to save her, "I haven't been drinking well recently."

"Do you have a bad character?"

"Dead bird," Mo Anpi said with a smile: "Sure enough, I misjudged you when I first met you. How could you be a gentle and humble person?"

"..." After a moment of silence, Marco nodded in agreement, "How can a pirate be gentle and humble?"

Mo An smiled and suddenly felt more at ease with cheating him!

Mo An, who has a lot of money, directly booked a luxurious private room.

Marco looked at Mo An, who felt like returning to his own home when he arrived at a place like this, and then looked at the wine glasses that were all over the table before he started drinking, and felt a chill in his back.

"How's your drinking capacity?"

"So-so." Marco hesitated.

"Yeah."

Mo An didn't believe his ordinary nonsense. She wasn't even in the mood to watch the show this time, so she directly ordered the strongest and most powerful drink and started pouring it on Marco.

Mo'an had never been afraid of anyone when it came to drinking wine, but just in case, she added a little sleeping pill to Marco's wine.

Anyway! If Marco can't be convinced by this, then she can't!

In just four hours, Marco heard the most and most irresistible advice to drink in his life, and for the first time he experienced the feeling of vomiting and fainting.

Mo An looked at the unconscious Marco and put down his wine glass.

"Dead bird?"

"Brother Ma?"

"Marco?"

no response.

"You can't do it," Mo An patted his face, then opened his eyelids and looked at him, "Are you really drunk?"

Great, still no response.

Mo An took out paint and painted Marco into a big painted face.

She doesn't really trust her own wine now, after all, she drinks as much as Marco.

Mo An opened his mouth and drank a few more glasses.

It’s not that I don’t want to give him medicine, but Marco is a doctor after all, and there is a risk of being discovered if the amount is too large.

Marco didn't wake up after struggling for a long time, so Mo An clapped his hands with satisfaction.

"Dead Bird, I told you that you can't survive!"

Leaving the person here, Mo An locked the door of the private room and left the bar, leaning against the opposite hiding place and smoking silently.

This is the central city of the country, and the security is very good. Even if pirates appear, Marco should be sober by the time it takes to get here, so there is no need to worry about his safety.

It wasn't until three cigarette butts appeared on the ground that Marco was not seen coming out that Mo An rushed towards the Ice Continent with peace of mind.

Feeling that things were going too slowly, Mo An grabbed a passing sea beast to take his place.

Under the threat of death, the sea beast finally delivered Mo An to his destination before dawn.

The Ice Continent, just like its name, is full of ice as far as the eye can see.

The ice here is different from what you usually see.

It cannot be melted by fire and cannot be broken by an axe.

The treasure inside cannot be stolen by ordinary people.

More than twenty years ago, Qingjiao was a big pirate with a bounty of over 500 million. Even he had to use all his strength to break the ice. Ever since his head was smashed by Garp, he couldn't do anything with this ice bed. .

Mo An will definitely have no problem chipping away at the ice, but he has to find it.

The place is quite big, even if Mo An knew the general direction, he still had to look for it.

But it's not that difficult. Someone from the Babao Navy is stationed here, just find them.

"Damn dead bird." Mo An rubbed his painful temples, "Hell, he only has an average drinking capacity."

He drank so hard that it took him four hours to drink Marco down.

The sea breeze blew again along the way, coupled with the sudden drop in temperature here, Mo An rarely felt a headache.

Sure enough, men's mouths are deceiving.