Ugly things, what is the little master doing.

Seeing that it was Weibull, I was a little disappointed!

“What, Morro, you’re his uncle?” Zefa turned around and said in shock.

“I’m the son of a whitebeard!”

At this moment, Weibull’s courage suddenly became bigger, and he ran to Molo’s side.

“Uncle Molo, it’s my father’s friend, General Zefa, it seems that you can’t kill me!”

“What old mother, what child, all lie to you!”

Weibull took advantage of Morrowe’s presence, and suddenly became arrogant again.

Really a son of a white beard?

Molo was suddenly, a little curious.

The white beard is not very good-looking, but at least it is not ugly!

This meat ball in front of you is really ugly!

“Molo, do you want to shelter him?” Zefa asked again.

“Of course, Uncle Molo, you save me once, and I will treat you like my own uncle in the future!” Weibull turned his head and looked at Morrow expectantly.

“Stay away from me!” Mo Luo suddenly said coldly.

“You treat me as your own uncle, and I don’t treat you as a nephew!”

“I don’t even know if you’re Whitebeard’s biological child, what do you have to do with me?”

If it is really the son of the white beard, after all, it has been many years of friendship, and it is not impossible to keep it.

But look at Weibull’s urine, nourishment, disgust…

In Mo Luo’s eyes, it was also Chiguoguo’s disgust.

However, having never seen Molo, Weibull still looked aggrieved.

“Uncle Morlo, look at my beard, how can my dad not be a whitebeard!”

“But I was born in the Rocks Pirates, don’t you uncle have an impression of me?”

“Nope!” Molo shook his head.

“It really didn’t affect at all.”

At this moment, the navy did not dare to act rashly.

Zefa, in particular, was angry and hesitant.

Angry, Weibull just lied to him and almost let him go.

Hesitate, if Molo really wants to protect, it’s hard to say.

“Molo, do you care about your nephew?” Zefa asked.

“Nephew?” Molo frowned slightly.

“I didn’t say yes!”

“Where is Whitebeard, I’m looking for him!”

“Whitebeard?” Zefa looked depressed.

Whitebeard lived on ships for a long time, unlike other emperors of the sea, occupying an area of the emperor.

The exact location also changes frequently, but the Navy still has some information.

But the other party is a pirate, Zefa said.

“Molo, I can’t give you this news!”

“Why, you want to be beaten?” Morrow asked.

Burst!

Zefa: Don’t I want face?

Zefa was suddenly furious.

“Molo, even if you have an ethereal kindness for me, I will execute the justice of the navy and arrest you!”

“Huh!” Molo smiled.

Show it!

Treasure liberation!

【The ideal city that is far away】

The incomparably magnificent city of white walls suddenly appeared in the air with Mo Luo’s sneer.

The whole island is shrouded, and the light of the city of white walls is spilled out, as if in a fairyland.

“Zefa, are you serious, you want to arrest me?”

Zefa’s head shed a drop of cold sweat, turned his head to look at the adjutant general, and said.

“Get the map out!”

“Yes!” The adjutant general hurriedly took the map and handed it to Molo.

Molo glanced at it, raised his head, and gave the adjutant general a fist.

“So many red crosses, you give me staggered rolls?”

“Take a pen and draw for me, which is Whitebeard?”

“Yes!” The adjutant general pulled out his pen again and circled one of the forks.

“The last time I found Whitebeard, it was here.”

“No matter how fast he is, he can’t get out of the position I circled.”

“Good.” Mo Luo nodded in satisfaction, put away the treasure tool, and looked at Weibull.

This meat ball, or bring it first, right?

But, how to bring it, tie a rope, hang on the boat?

Your own car, never allow others to sit!

“Then come on the rope, tie up the webble, and hang it on the boat for me.” Morrow said.

The navy were stunned for a moment, and Zefa inadvertently sighed.

The adjutant general understood, and immediately led people to prepare to do what Mo Luo said.

“Uncle Morlo, why are you kidnapping me?” Weibull looked puzzled.

“Aren’t you trying to save me?”

“Who said they were going to save you?”

Molo covered his face.

“I’m just curious, whose species are you?”

“Tie you, I don’t want you to take my flying boat!”

Weibull suddenly looked aggrieved and wanted to cry.

“Then don’t tie me, I’ll just follow you!”

“Oh, then follow close!” Mo Luo stepped on [Tianzhou Maanna] and flew out.

I thought that Weibull was a little strenuous, but I didn’t expect that his fat body actually flew directly!

Mo Luo didn’t say more, and the two flew towards the white-bearded pirate group.

……

Great Voyage, Whitebeard Pirates.

The wind was fine, and Whitebeard sat on the deck, watching his sons play and drink wine.

Suddenly, a dead fat man fell, and after seeing the white beard, he shouted directly.

“Dad, I’m coming!” Weibull shouted, pounced on Whitebeard.

Burst!

Whitebeard took a sip of wine and was directly frightened.

Weibull was sprayed all over his face and immediately lay on the ground and spun around.

“Eyes, it hurts!”

Later, Moro also covered his face and flew to the bow of the ship.

“Hello Uncle Morrow!” The Whitebeard crew shouted.

And Whitebeard, after coughing a few times, also eased up.

“Molo, why are you here?”

“Drinking?”

“Drink some.” Molo was just about to sit down when he suddenly paused.

“Drink and drink, you know to drink!”

“I almost forgot, did you see that fat boy just now?”

“Your son!”

“My son?” Whitebeard was stunned, and shook his head without thinking.

“Molo, did you say the son I accepted?”

“There are indeed some, and I am my son, making waves at sea.”

“Nope!” Morrow shook his head.

“Let’s see, is it your own son?”

“Dear son?” The crew all approached.

Whitebeard also stood up.

“Dear?”

“Hmm.” Molo nodded slightly.

“Why, don’t you know your own son?”

“Dad, why are you spraying me?” Weibull also sat up suddenly, looking at Whitebeard with an innocent look.

Hiss!

Whitebeard suddenly pulled Molo to the side.

“Brother Molo, who told you that this is my own?”

“He said it himself!” Mo Luo frowned even more: “How, liar? ”

Whitebeard suddenly touched his head, a little embarrassed.

“I should not have a son!”

“Should?” Molo sounded a little confused.

“Do you have your own son, you don’t know?”

“Are you the kind who lifts your pants and doesn’t recognize people, or what?”

Whitebeard shook his head directly and explained.

“Molo, you know, when we were young, we also did some wrong things.”

“Who is with you and us!” Xiaoye vomited.

At the beginning, there were so many girls in Happy Street, and Xiaoye did not mess with sex!

“Then besides you, a few of us!” Whitebeard continued.

“I never intended to have a baby, but as for whether he was careless… In short, who the is it? ”

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