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"Sure...ugh!"

Roger answered subconsciously, and then suddenly froze.

"You mean........."

Roger's eyes widened in shock.

Mo Laike smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, that's a good idea, isn't it?"

"Then let's take action!"

As Mo Laike said this, he stood up and walked toward the dock.

After the two people left, the figure who had been hiding in the dark and observing here quickly disappeared under the night and returned to his room.

On the sofa in the house, a woman was leisurely sipping coffee.

"How about it?"

she asked.

"Success!"

The man reported.

"That's good!"

The lady nodded 16 times with satisfaction.

Then, looking at the subordinate, he ordered: "Remember to deal with the aftermath...Don't let others doubt you! After all, you are not like me!"

The lady said this.

The subordinate quickly lowered his head and praised.

"So, what about your safety?"

the subordinate asked.

"You don't need to worry about my safety, as long as you follow my orders!"

After the lady waved her hand, the subordinate retreated.

"What do you think?"

Mo Laik, who left the tavern, looked at Roger and asked.

"We have to leave as soon as possible... and not just because of our goals!"

Roger pointed to the patrol on the street.

"We can take the opportunity to kill Marine's people!"

As soon as this suggestion came out of his mouth, Roger realized that he had let it slip.

"No, we need to hide!"

Roger added.

Mo Laike shrugged, but he knew that his brother was not good at lying.

Therefore, the pirate leader said without any hesitation: "Of course, we need to disguise ourselves..."

After saying that, Mo Laike led his subordinates and walked towards a shadow somewhere on the side of the street.

"you mean?"

Roger couldn't help but frown as he watched his companion change into clothes in the corner and transform into a man who looked like a business traveler and put on a hood.

"I have sent out several waves of spies to investigate the situation. This should not be a naval stronghold... At least, it is not a stubborn stronghold... So, we must hurry up and rush to our destination... ..And here...heh, those guys may never be found there!"

Mo Laike said with a heavy smile on his face.

Obviously, the major's 'death' had angered the pirate leader.

However, this does not prevent Boleke from continuing to plan something.

"Then, let's set off!"

Roger grabbed Mo Laik's shoulders, turned around and headed towards the dock.

"Those marines are still patrolling, we want to avoid trouble!"

Roger reminded.

"Humph, their noses are not that sensitive!"

Mo Laike curled his lips disdainfully.

"All right!"

In this regard, Roger shrugged his shoulders, and he also thought that what Mo Lac said made sense.

But, obviously, Roger didn't believe that his nose was not so sensitive.

"This 550 is a gift!"

Mo Laike answered like this.

Then Mo Lak's footsteps suddenly paused.

"Do you smell something?"

he asked his brother.

"Smell nothing!"

Roger

"Then, let's go!"

Mo Laike said this.

And just when the two stepped into the street, a strong smell of blood came out.

"Someone is hurt here..."

Roger looked towards the tavern not far away.

"You go and treat that guy, I'll leave first!"

After giving these instructions, Roger disappeared without a trace.

Mo Laike was left standing in front of the tavern. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and walked in -.