After eating and paying the money, Mo An took the depressed Vaughn and set off again on the sea beast.

Coincidentally, when Mo An left, she caught the same sea pig. She didn't even need to express her friendly condolences. The sea pig obediently became her means of transportation.

"I was so scared. I thought I was dead this time. Woohoo, my money!" Vaughn sobbed and cried. The 2.80-meter-tall man shrank into a ball, and his dog eyes were wet.

There were large patches of coagulated blood on his face, and his hair was in clumps, looking pitiful.

"Shut up." Mo An leaned on his back, adjusted his sitting position to be comfortable, 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 after seeing the news?"

"Who knows where your news is? I just met you on the way and wanted to eat for free," Mo An slapped his wagging tail, "It's a good thing they didn't kill you directly."

"Your luck is still so good, you almost lost me, a reliable partner!"

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

"Fortunately you made a mistake at that time." Vaughn just smiled and didn't feel unhappy.

But when he thought of the past, he felt a dull pain in his back.

"The red-haired incident was an accident. There has been new progress in weapons research and development. I was so happy that I drank too much. Haha!" Vaughn's tail swayed unconsciously again, "Dr. Vegapunk is really amazing. Any blueprint is priceless."

"But it costs money," Mo An sighed while looking at the horizon, "I have a headache when I think about your research funding now."

It is not difficult to get the design drawings from Vegapunk, but the difficult part is the research of materials and other things. She is almost out of money.

"What's so difficult about that? Go find your rumored boyfriend!" Vaughn's dirty dog ​​face was full of slyness that could not be hidden. "We have the technology and he has connections. Isn't it a perfect match?"

"Before I get angry, shut up and get on with your journey."

Vaughn laughed, but he really didn't continue.

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

"I can really..." The voice at the end was very small, so small that it could be dissipated by the sea breeze.

"Yeah."

Vaughn was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Mo An who seemed to be asleep, grinning and gently resting his tail on Mo An.

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

The sea pig was moving very fast on the sea, but it would get tired, so Vaughn found a place to rest nearby.

After settling Mo An who hadn't woken up yet, Vaughn began to treat his own injuries, and by the way, contacted Mithras and the others who had been called to "redeem" him before, and told him not to fight with the red-haired ones.

Mo An started to travel again before dawn the next day, but this time with Vaughn there, the process of traveling was much more comfortable, and Mo An didn't have to worry about it, so the speed of traveling increased, shortening the time to reach the destination.

Seeing that Vaughn had no intention of leaving, Mo An cast an inquiring look.

"How can we let the BOSS appear alone when discussing cooperation? How can we do it without any appearance?"

Vaughn's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes were cold and deep when he was serious.

After washing off the dirty blood stains, the slender and strong body was changed into a well-tailored suit and gold-rimmed glasses, which instantly made this dog head with blue and orange eyes look like a suit thug and a gentleman.

It matched Mo An's luxurious and exquisite style.

"Why do I feel that you have no good intentions?"

"Woo woo woo! An An! Is Vaughn no longer your favorite dog?" Vaughn broke down in a second, and the suit thug instantly turned into a crying and clinging big dog.

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

Vaughn immediately put away his crying look and was as elegant as a nobleman.

"Boss, please."

Turning the ring on his hand, Mo An resisted the urge to beat Vaughn violently, and kept repeating in his heart that he asked for it and saved it himself, so it's not worth it to beat him to death...

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

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

"An!" Baby5 happily hugged Mo An, her eyes and eyebrows full of joy, "It's been a long time since we last met, you're so beautiful now! If the young master hadn't said you'd come today, I would have almost failed to recognize you."

She has grown taller in the past two years, but she's still a lot shorter than Mo An.

Influenced by Mo An's flattery, Baby5 is obviously starting toA lot more.

"Baby5 is even cuter." Mo An lovingly touched her head, "Have you lent money to anyone recently?"

"Except for Bafala, I haven't lent money to anyone else." Baby5 looked up at Mo An, looking like she was asking for praise.

"Great, I brought you another gift today." Mo An stretched out his hand to Vaughn.

Vaughn: "???"

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

"Do you like it?" Mo An smiled at Baby5, without any guilt.

Baby5 couldn't let it go and played with it.

"You gave a weapon to a weapon man," Bafala couldn't help but complained in the air: "And Baby5, have you forgotten that she gave you a headdress to steal the secrets of the mission?"

Baby5 heard it, but Baby5 ignored him.

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

Before entering Mo An, he saw Torrebol's big snot-like shape, and habitually touched his waist.

Oh...

I forgot to buy a fly swatter...

Torrebol also noticed Mo An's action. He immediately approached Mo An with mucus hanging on his body, and laughed strangely.

Mo An: "..."

Although...

Does this disgusting guy remember to eat but not to fight?

As soon as Mo An clenched his fist, a large amount of ball-shaped mucus was ejected from Torrebol's body. Being stuck and unable to move is secondary. The most important thing is that it is really disgusting!

But this time, before Mo An could make a move, Vaughn had already appeared in front of Mo An. A squeaking electric current appeared in his right hand. As he swung his fist, an explosion sounded after it touched Torrebol's mucus.

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

"You don't have to make such a big noise."

"Boss," Vaughn smiled elegantly and said, "It's a show."

He landed gracefully, looking at Torrebol with his blue and orange eyes, and an inexplicable sense of oppression dissipated.

Mo An: "..."

Okay, you guys do whatever you want, she doesn't care, anyway, she is here just to be a mascot this time.

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