"Hey, I can't help it..."

As Tom thought in his heart, Tom, who has shallow social experience and can't guess what his long legs are thinking, really can't help it. Leaned down, picked her up with a sobbing exclamation on her long legs, and put her back into the room where she had been on the ship for the past few days.

It can't be helped, if Tom does this again, I'm afraid the blood on the bow deck will be spilled to the waist and cabin. That way, it's even more of a hassle to clean up.

"Boom..."

As Tom was discrediting the body and cleaning up the blood from the bow deck, a loud explosion suddenly sounded in the sea a few kilometers away. A huge fire, illuminating the nearby sky and sea.

"Huh? Is this the way God does it without knowing it? Blade Warrior, what a guy who only knows how to pretend to be forced... ”

Dumbfounded by the flames and black smoke in the distance, Tom shook his head helplessly. There was no choice but to clean up and repair the deck. I am afraid that it will not be long before the Coast Patrol and the New York Police will arrive, and Tom will have to leave as soon as possible.

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Two days later, Tom, who had finally completed the deck repair, couldn't wait to sail his yacht to the shore and return to his own dock and berth.

No way, when he went to ask Long Legs yesterday if he could cook on the ground, the other party loudly questioned his gender. Hey, I don't know what's crazy, probably because of my aunt or menopause.

On the morning of the third day, Tom sat cross-legged on the terrace on the top of the boat, absorbing the mana in the relic.

Not far away, there are long legs slumped on a recliner, with a hollowed out body, claiming to bask in the sun. I have to say that the mutant's physical fitness is really good, and the wounds on her body have begun to stutter. Well, at least on the arms and legs,

"Huh? Who's coming? ”

Just as Tom was concentrating and absorbing the mana of the relics in his body with all his might, he suddenly heard two footsteps, and then a familiar sound.

"Hey brother, I heard that you went to sea a few days ago? It's a pity to miss out on two big buzzes, we may be here in a year... Hi Hello Beauty, I'm Luther, Luther Picasso. ”

This guy is what Tom said before, the painter on the boat next door who will die if he doesn't sleep until eleven o'clock at night. His name was Luthor da Vinci, who claimed to be a descendant of Leonardo da Vinci.

Listen to his name, Luther, loser, do you think he can become a famous painter in the future?

Also, Wasn't Leonardo da Vinci a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle? What does it have to do with drawing?

Moreover, the yacht next door was not Luther's, it was said to have been lent to him by one of his admirers. EVEN A LOSER IS WORSHIPPED, AND THIS WORLD IS REALLY HOPELESS.

"Hi, I'm Elizabeth, Elizabeth Braddock..."

THE LONG LEGS OBVIOUSLY SAW THROUGH THE LOSER NATURE OF THIS LUTHER AT A GLANCE, SO THEY DIDN'T BOTHER TO TALK TO HIM AT ALL.

Luther, on the other hand, unexpectedly glanced at the hollowed-out long legs, and then at the fierce Tom (because of the existence of the long legs, Tom has not been able to embody the golden wheel recently, so the dark circles under his eyes due to mental overdraft naturally disappeared).

With an obscene face, he dragged Tom down the terrace and came to the bow deck: "Okay, brother, I didn't expect you to finally be hard." Before, I always thought you were fast and short! ”

"What are you doing..." Tom shook Luther's hand, and then put a question mark on his head: "What's fast and short?" ”

"Hey, hey, don't pretend, we're all men, we all understand..." Luthor laughed lewdly again, and then frowned, "It's just that I didn't expect you to like that kind of tone..." ”

Tom was even more confused: "What's wrong with the man?" Also, I don't like singing. ”

Luther's lewd smile froze, and he said with a bitter face: "Brother, you're boring." ”

Tom shook his head seriously, "I really don't know what you're talking about." ”

Luthor smiled lewdly again: "Don't worry, my friend's wife can't deceive me." No wonder you and I are pretending to be stupid here, that Elizabeth is so beautiful, especially the legs... ”

Then there was a round of lewd laughter.

"Hey, didn't you just say something big had happened lately? What the hell is going on? ”

Tom couldn't figure out what Luthor was talking again, and it was the cloudy words and the obscene and strange smile. So, he decisively changed the subject.

Luther's eyebrows fluttered, and he continued, "On your first day at sea, I happened to be back from selling paintings in Queens, just in time for the NYPD to conduct a surprise inspection of the neighborhood, and guess what?" ”

Tom nodded, guessing that it was the matchmaker military who had come to track down the pursuers who had died on his ship. However, he still followed Luther's words: "What's the matter? ”

Luther's eyes lit up, and his smile became even more obscene: "I really let those waste cops touch a dead mouse to the blind cat." There are a total of 36 large and small ships docked in our dock, and 13 of them are problematic.

Two smuggled arms, three smuggled drugs, and the remaining seven were all drug ships that gathered people to take drugs. ”

"No, there's one less, isn't there thirteen?" Under Luther's eloquent explanation, Tom was also provoked to be curious.

It seems that there are many people who are as smart as Tom when they see that this place is safe.

Luther's eyes were even more measured, and his cheekbones were about to fly to the sky: "The most amazing one is this one, when the police got on the boat, several big Hollywood stars were engaged in multi-person sports with a group of models. Most of these people were taken away by the police with only a cloth wrapped around them.

On that day, everyone was very addicted, let me tell you. The figure of those girls, tsk, is really worthy of being a model. ”

"Oh..." It turned out to be about Hollywood stars, and Tom was suddenly not interested. The model's figure is good, can it be better than the long legs of the "stormy waves ahead"? Tom is also a man who has seen the world: "What about the second one?" ”

Luther's expression instantly turned into schadenfreude: "The second thing is that I heard that a gambling ship exploded in the nearby sea a few days ago, and it is said that there were billions on board at that time. That night, not only the New York police, the Maritime Patrol, and even the matchmaker military came to tell you, absolutely big.

Burning billions, even the experts and professors on Wall Street and those universities predict that our country's financial markets and future estimates will inevitably have several huge turbulences. ”

"Hehe, exciting..."

Tom was dealing with Luther, but in his heart he was actually thinking about how the military could get involved. Blade blows up the vampire's cruise ship, and the appearance of the New York police and the Maritime Patrol is understandable, but does the appearance of the matchmaker military mean that they have a relationship with one of the two parties? Or was it because of the previous group of pursuers who died on his ship?

After talking about the two things that seemed to Luthor to be the most exciting recently, he told Tom some interesting stories he had encountered some time ago when he went to Queens to sell paintings, and then Luthor went back.

Matchmakers are like that, as long as you don't have anything to do with their interests and security, they are very enthusiastic about everyone. But once you get entangled with their interests and safety, they will not hesitate to push you to hell.

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"Hey, what's wrong with your eye circles? How do you feel like you're overwhelmed by mental power? ”

The next day, after a huge blow to his heart, the long-legged man, who was temporarily in a state of self-autism, planned to continue to lie on the roof terrace of the boat as he did yesterday, blowing the wind and basking in the sun, to relieve his depression.

As a result, she met Tom, who also had his body hollowed out and had heavy dark circles under his eyes.

"It's okay, I'm just cultivating."

Staggering over to the futon and sitting down, Tom began to absorb the mana released from the relics in his body.

Yes, you guessed that right. After Luther left yesterday, Tom in the afternoon began to try to manifest the golden wheel again. The reason for this was partly because his long legs were injured and he was clearly autistic, making it impossible to notice his movements. On the other hand, it was through Luthor's words that Tom began to feel that it was starting to be unsafe here.

"Hey, let me tell you, don't practice indiscriminately. Even Professor X and Magneto don't have much to do about improving our abilities. ”

Noticing Tom's movements, the long legs that had been lying in the recliner couldn't help but sit up and speak.

"I know, I'm measured..."

Tom waved his hand, then frowned. It's not impatience, it's a real headache. Mental overdraft, after getting used to it before, really didn't hurt so much. After resting for a while, it is still really uncomfortable to come like this suddenly.

"Cut, be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs, and it will hurt you to death, a scumbag..."

The long legs, which are extremely rich in social experience, can see at a glance that Tom is hiding something extremely important from her. After cursing secretly in his heart, the long legs lay back on the recliner and continued to lie down.

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Time passed quickly, and the days came to this world in the blink of an eye, July 2004. The long leg was seriously injured last time, and this time it took half a month.

"Bye..."

Healed his injured long legs and carried a travel bag in his hand. After all, he had been living on Tom's ship for almost a month, and Long Legs inevitably bought some change of clothes and daily necessities. Besides, she certainly couldn't have worn her very expensive armor to wander among ordinary people.

"You..."

Behind the long legs is Tom, who wants to speak and stops, looking very uncomfortable.

"Got it, I'm not going to reveal your identity to the outside world, not even our fellow mutants. Also, I won't come back to you again, what kind of gold and silver nest are you? ”

Glancing at Tom, who was constipated, his long legs spoke directly and reassured. After all, with extremely rich social experience and long legs, how could you not guess what Tom wanted to say?