Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

After a stalemate, Mo An finally let go.

No wonder!

She took advantage of Mihawk's moment of relaxation and cuffed him with her backhand.

This time I used seastone handcuffs, and I wasn’t afraid that he would break free like last time.

After releasing the coffin boat again, Mo An fished the person out and sat on the coffin boat to catch his breath.

It's really hard to cuff Mihawk!

Especially after tying him up once.

"Why are you reacting so loudly? You should be used to it, right?" The slightly panting voice made people's ears feel itchy. Mo An touched his face and bared his teeth, then pressed Mihawk's kick, "Don't do it next time." Can you slap me in the face?"

However, Mihawk just gave him a murderous look.

Mo An raised his hand and wanted to hit him, and then...

Sorry, she really couldn't beat that face.

Mihawk leaned back on the chair and was soaked. His black top hat had long drifted away with the sea currents. Mo An could clearly see the burning anger in the sharp orange hawk eyes with raised corners.

His short, sleek hair was still dripping with water, his exposed body was wet, and his pants were wetted by the sea water and clung tightly to his thighs, and his beautiful muscles tightened with his breathing.

Even if Mihawk is really fierce, he doesn't feel oppressive at all in Mo An's eyes now.

It’s really true that the cold flowers of the high mountains show off to people in this way...

So sexy!

Mo An was suddenly glad that she didn't meet Mihawk some time ago, otherwise she would really be obsessed with him.

"Mo'an!" Mihawk's voice was already gritted, "Is teasing me that fun?"

"Who is teasing you?" Mo An rubbed his face and whispered, "You were obviously the one who kicked me first. Do you think you beat me like this and I fought back?"

However, her words made Mihawk's face darken again.

"I'm sorry," Mo An apologized knowingly, "I can untie it for you, but you can't hit me now!"

Mihawk took several deep breaths before he could barely suppress the urge to kill Mo An immediately.

"Untie!"

Mo An took out the key and as soon as he untied one of his hands, the wind of fists immediately hit him.

Mihawk took action without any morals.

Mo An had already foreseen his move and raised his hand to block it.

But who is Mihawk.

Even if he couldn't kill Mo An now, his strength was there and it was impossible to completely block him by foreseeing the future.

Mihawk's first goal was to snatch the key, but after Mo An took action, the purpose changed. The other end of the sea floor stone handcuffs was directly cuffed on Mo An's hands.

He knew that Mo An could only get beaten if he couldn't run away.

Mo An wanted to hide, but Mihawk's movements were too fast, giving Mo An no time to dodge.

They fought dozens of times in an instant, and then the key fell into the sea during the snatching...

Mo An: "..."

Good luck!

He hurriedly went to pick it up, but was pulled back by Mihawk, and the fist wind struck again.

She raised her hand to hold his fist, and this time Mo An gritted his teeth.

"I only had one key, and now it's gone."

Mihawk: "..."

His face darkened visibly.

It happened so suddenly.

This sea-floor stone handcuff has two holes in one and no chain.

In other words, the two are not far apart at all.

When they went into the sea to retrieve the key, they had already lost sight of the small key.

When the two of them returned to the coffin boat wet again, Mihawk slowly raised the black knife.

"Cut it!" Since he couldn't run away anyway, Mo An simply broke the jar and said, "Cut it to death!"

The black knife fell mercilessly.

Mo An: "..."

Fuck!

It hurts!

If it weren't for the high density of her weaponry, Mihawk would have been chopped into a broken-arm hero!

The scene was a little quiet for a while.

After staring for a while, Mo An finally suggested returning to the navy headquarters first.

She got the sea floor stone handcuffs on the warship. After all, this thing is not a one-time product. There should be a spare key at the headquarters.

After all this trouble, the sky had already turned dark, and their bodies were covered with sea water. It was extremely uncomfortable, so the two of them had no choice but to find a place to stay.

Taking a shower was okay, just rinse with fresh water, but you couldn't change your clothes.

In addition, the two of them had had a fight before, and they were in a state of embarrassment.

Facing Mo An, Mihawk had no gentlemanly spirit at all. He occupied the bed and let Mo An sleep on the floor.

Mo An: "..."

not angry! Don't be angry!

Gan!

Don't be so angry!

He slept on the floor every day and huddled on the edge of the small coffin board. By the time they arrived at the navy headquarters, Mo An's face was already so stinky that he couldn't even squeeze out a smile.

The shape of Mihawk's coffin boat was easy to identify, so they were discovered as soon as they appeared in the surveillance range of the Navy Headquarters.

The people at the headquarters hadn't figured out what Mihawk was doing here at this time, but they saw Mo An on the boat again.

Marines: "???"

Head full of questions!

Why did their iron-headed boy get together with Hawkeye again?

The expressions of both people don't look good!

Warring States, who was in the office and heard the two of them appear at the same time: "..."

When the boat docked at the headquarters port, there were already many naval officers watching the excitement.

The past two days have been really frustrating, and Mo An is still in a state of embarrassment.

Looking at Mihawk, who was also a little embarrassed, but still maintained his cool and cold appearance as a flower of the mountains, Mo An rubbed his waist, moved his neck, and spoke in a gritted tone.

"He is indeed the world's greatest swordsman," Mo An gritted his teeth, wanting to hit Mihawk. "Even his waist is better than others."

She had complained about this kind of thing a long time ago.

Although she likes to steal small coffin boards, in terms of comfort, the small coffin boards are really not as good as the big sofa on her warship!

How did Mihawk sit and run back and forth on the sea?

The navy men quietly watching the excitement said: "???"

Rocinante, who had just received the news and rushed over: "!!!"

Even if Mo An's voice is not loud, there is really no shortage of experts at the Navy Headquarters.

Even Kizaru and Aoki, who were usually very busy, now appeared in the distance to join in the fun.

Rocinante felt her head was buzzing.

Mo An obviously said that he didn't go to find Eagle Eye, but he showed up with him and said such things!

"An!" Rosinandi really wanted to ask her what she meant by this. Wasn't it because she didn't like Hawkeye?

His eyes were a little sore, and he just wanted to catch Mo An quickly.

But with his sloppy energy, it was common for him to fall down on the ground.

Mo An just watched the silly big man rush forward.

She was about to reflexively go up to help her, but as soon as she took a step, her hand was pulled, and she also stumbled.

Mo An looked back in disbelief and saw Mihawk standing motionless, his eagle-like sharp eyes looking coldly at Mo An, who fell down, without any intention of moving.

That is to say, when Mo An fell, the two people's handcuffed hands became particularly conspicuous.

The navy men who watched the excitement silently said: "!!!"

What are they playing!

They were all in embarrassment and still handcuffed together!

Why is it so exciting all of a sudden?

Mo An heard two suppressed laughs that he couldn't hold back.

Those two fucking bastards, Kizaru and Aokiji!

Don't run away after get off work! They're done with this beating!