Chapter 1369: Trapped in the Trick (41)

At the same time, Ghana in Africa.

After finishing the race, Albert and his party left the Ghana National Stadium and didn't have much effort to get to the sand boat at the pier.

The Tiger also thought they would be sniped when they left, and that the man behind it all - the gangster old Dagt - would stop at nothing to thwart the Sphinx's return. However, Seth's men didn't show up, and everything went a little unbelievably well.

After actually boarding the sand boat, Albert was completely relieved. Seth's men probably thought it was not the right time to attack the Sphinx after the game was over, so they all gave up and went on another plan.

That's fine.

The sand boat finally set sail with the wind and left the harbor. The tiger youth sat on the deck to rest, trying to regain as much strength as possible before going back. The only thing he has to do today is to participate in the American football game, and now that everything he has to do is done, he can be said to be irresponsible. When he goes back, he must take a hot bath, then eat and sleep, and eliminate all the fatigue accumulated from the game.

He could actually take a shower in the locker room of the sandboat. But after getting used to the luxurious bathroom suite of the Grand Hotel in Cairo, he really couldn't look down on the small, narrow public bath.

The relaxed-faced tiger stretched on the deck and turned to look at the cat-man boy Mutt. Mutter had apparently not yet bathed, and saw the cat-man boy reach out and scratch at the itch like a lice-infested wild cat—mainly on his inner thighs. That picture couldn't be more beautiful.

The tiger immediately grinned in retaliation: "Hey, hey, hey." Are you embarrassed to say I'm disgusting? The person who didn't do a good job of disinfecting the protective gear was obviously you. It's good now, it's femoral moss, isn't it?" "Nonsense!" the cat-man boy gave Albert a fierce look: "I'm going to itch, it's all the fault of these bandages." They are so tightly tied that they make people feel so uncomfortable over time. "Meow, why didn't Meow remove the bandages?" Albert thought back to the previous game, and found that Mutter had suffered most of the skin injuries. That kind of small injury, any healer can use a healing magic spell to make Mutter's scar heal without leaving a trace.

Why, then, does Mutter still have so many bandages all over his body?

"The doctor said it couldn't be dismantled. To prevent wound infection or something. Mutter said with a serious face, but as he said this, the kitten's paws were restlessly scratching his arm.

"Hmph, the wounds must have healed. What do you want to keep you bandaged all the time? You've obviously been tricked, aren't you?" Albert looked disdainful, "Come on, you won't remove it yourself, I'll help you remove it." Don't be shy to meow~" "No, no, no, stop it!, this is really not good!" Mutter broke free of Albert's hand: "Listen to the doctor's instructions! Maybe they have some special reason?" "Special reason is a fart! I say yes! Do you believe me or those quacks?" "I believe in doctors." The cat man boy didn't even think about it.

Albert was stunned for a moment, then became angry: "You kid did it yourself!" He pressed Mut to the ground with one hand, and began to take the bandage from the fet-man boy's arm with the other.

"Woo woo woo no, don't wow!" Mutt struggled weakly, how could he compare with the tiger man youth in terms of strength?

Half is joking, the other half is serious. Albert quickly removed the bandage from Muter's left arm and examined the cat-man boy's arm. As he expected, the small wounds on Mutter's arms had long since healed, leaving not even the slightest scar. The doctors told Mutter that he had to be bandaged to prevent infection, and it turned out to be a lie.

"Look, I'm not wrong, am I?" Albert was a little smug, "There are no wounds at all, how can you get infected? "But," Mutter said, incredulously, getting up and checking his arm. Sure enough, there were no problems. He was still wrapped in that tight and uncomfortable bandage, and he stayed up for half an hour since the end of the game. I feel so wronged.

"Hmph. The cat-man boy moved his arm and hummed depressedly, "Okay. It's better to remove these uncomfortable bandages. The doctors were making too much fuss about it, and there was no need for such serious infection prevention measures. "I'll just say meow. Albert grinned, his hand already touching Mutter's armpit: "Come on, come on, I'll help you remove the rest of the bandages." "Don't touch me, you pervert! I can remove the bandage myself, I don't need you to help!" At this moment, the leopard man Philaeos happened to be wearing a short-sleeved civilian suit and a large bath towel, presumably just after taking a bath in the changing room of the sand boat's cabin, and came out to blow the wind. He saw the cat-man boy unwrapping the bandages at the instigation of the tiger, and his face changed: "What are you doing? Stop!" "What meow? We're tearing it down-" "Wow, a The cat-man boy waved his left arm and screamed, "My hand! Mutter's arms hang low like a kite with a broken string, swinging like a rope as he swings, looking scary and hilarious.

Albert had teased that Mutter was an octopus because of the way Mutter stretched out his arms and waved around resembled the aquatic mollusk. But the tiger never imagined that the cat-man boy's hand would be stretched as thick as a twig like now, and it would fall weakly to the ground, coiled up in a ball, as if it was about to melt! This is not an octopus tentacle, what else could it be?

"Shhhh He casually picked up his bath towel and put it on Mutter's "melted" hand, urging, "It's not safe to talk here. Come to the cabin and re-bandage it!" "It hurts, it hurts!" The cat-man boy's arm was not just softening, it was twitching. The throbbing arm was very similar to the real octopus tentacles. Albert wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh when he looked at Mutter's face distorted by pain.

"Woooooooooo Mutt immediately fainted in pain.

"It's worse than you think. Phileus muttered in a low voice, and immediately picked up the unconscious cat-man boy and said to the tiger, "Follow me." Albert followed, and the two of them quickly entered the cabin. There is a small medical room in the sand boat, which is not fully equipped, but the necessary medical supplies are still complete. Philios placed Mutter in a hospital bed, and a ship doctor had already arrived to treat Mutter's arm.

"Now you can tell meow, what's going on?" Albert asked worriedly, looking at the sweaty cat-man boy.

Philaeos closed the door of the infirmary, lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "To put it simply, our enemy has found the death of Muter. "Dead Hole?" "It's the kind of [muscle relaxant] they used against Ghana Black King Kong before. The leopard man glanced at the cat-man boy, "I don't know if you've heard of it from Mutter, Mr. Albert." But the boy had been a slave, and the slave owner who owned him was a brutal pervert. "I've heard of it. Mutter was knocked off and stuffed into an octopus pot, right? Albert struggled to keep his composure. When he heard Mutter talk about it yesterday, he thought the cat man boy was joking. I didn't expect this joke to be true.

"Now that you've heard of it, it's much easier for me to explain. Philios continued: "As you know, Mutter's arms and legs have actually been knocked off, and they are irreversible comminuted fractures. The guys in charge of stuffing people into octopus pots [executions] are very professional, and their methods can ensure that a person's limbs are completely destroyed and can never be restored. When Daddy Sphynx rescued the kitten, everyone thought that Mutter would be permanently disabled and would never be able to get out of a hospital bed for the rest of his life.

However, he himself healed himself. He was stuffed into an octopus pot, and in the course of years and months of abuse and rape, his shattered arm and leg bones gradually coalesced into a tiny whole, forming a spine-like skeletal structure again, and gradually merging with his muscular structure. "It's like a snake. Albert couldn't help but interject.

"Well, it's like a snake. Philios nodded and repeated, "Originally, this change was useless, just to reduce the chance of bone fragments stabbing the muscles, and to relieve the pain of Mutt trapped in the octopus pot. But after we rescued him, during the long period of rehabilitation, Mutter mastered the ability to use muscle power to drive his alienated limbs. Maybe the cat people were born with a talent for this, and he eventually controlled his snake-like limbs so skillfully that he even allowed himself to stand up and move like a normal person. This has to be said to be a miracle. "It's not a miracle. Albert knew it in his heart. Mutt is a man who has crawled out of the abyss of despair, who has endured great humiliation and pain, but still does not know how to give up. Such people do not need to rely on miracles from heaven at all, they can already perform miracles.

In short, the cat-man boy who had to spend his whole life in a hospital bed with broken hands and feet stood up on his own. But what does this have to do with the current situation? Albert still couldn't understand it.