Chapter 4 Wrestling, Are You Afraid?
"Wait a minute!"|
Redbeard Sloe's voice suddenly rose a little higher.
"What? Do you want to go back on it!?"
Yalei was so angry that Cheng DΓΉ jumped violently.
"This is the ...... of nine hundred soles"
Redbeard gloomily spread out his left hand, twisted the nine banknotes into a fan, and spread out his right hand:
"Here are the scattered fifty soles...... What about fifty? Want to get by?"
Yalei was a little confused at the moment, and began to calculate hard.
(At the beginning I had fifty soles, and I sold the boat for a thousand soles, and the ticket minus a hundred soles, and the rest was ...... Nine hundred and fifty soles...... I actually forgot about the fact that the ferry ticket went up!)
"Isn't it less than fifty, can't you be accommodating!?"
Yalei still maintains an awe-inspiring posture on the surface, although he is ashamed in his heart, at least he can't lose his momentum!
"A thousand soles, not a single son is not enough, and one of your tickets is only fifty. β
"Isn't it a hundred!? You profiteer! Sure enough, you're sitting on the ground and raising the price!"
took the initiative to expose himself, how could Yalei let go of such an opportunity.
β......β
The ugly face of the red-bearded Srock was distorted instantly, he had already forgotten this stubble to the outside world, and said stubbornly:
"Yours is the last one, it must be a little more expensive, and the price will definitely go up if there is no market. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"
"Is this a rule made by your captain? I want to see the captain! I want to see the captain!"
"Let it go!" "Just don't let go!"
The two scuffled again, and Areley still had the absolute upper hand, and in the blink of an eye, he had swollen Slok's left eye and cheek, and attacked the left side of the opponent's face with ferocity and succession.
"Let go, let it all go!"
The cabin was not closed, and a large wave of sailors poured in, sleepy-eyed, angry, and vicious.
Anyone who is disturbed in the middle of the night has this attitude.
"I'm the captain, who can tell me what happened here?"
A middle-aged woman in pajamas among the sailors spoke, which was a little red among the ten thousand green leaves.
"Woo woo woo!" (Captain, help me, someone is beating people here!)
Slok the Redbeard was now pressed under Yare, his face was red and swollen from the beating, and he was already missing teeth, and his speech was even more leaky, and non-professionals couldn't understand it at all.
"What are you talking about? I didn't hear clearly, speak to me well!" the female captain was a little irritable.
Shouldn't the captain be lame, with a big brimmed hat, with a steel hook on one hand, and a black cloth over the other? At least there should be a parrot or a monkey on his shoulder?
"Here's the thing......"
The lame doctor who was hanging on the side said:
"There is someone here who has appendicitis, but there is no money to buy medicine, this young man wants to help pay in advance, but unfortunately the money is not enough, and there is still a gap of fifty. Rotten Srock disagrees, and then the two argue for a while and decide to wrestle. If the lad wins, then fifty soles will be counted on Srock's head. If Srock wins, the lad will have to work as a monthly worker on the ship, counting the money for the medicine. β
"Oh, righteousness! Rotten Srock is also the number one person on our ship, you are so young, you dare to fight him alone, admire!"
The middle-aged woman gave Yalei a thumbs up, and then waved her hand:
"Go on, we'll be witnesses!"
Is this the legendary ...... Good guy?Yare looked at the lame doctor gratefully, and the other man winked at him.
The sailors also boiled, rolled up their sleeves, and began to bet, the captain took the initiative to sit in the bank, began to collect money, the atmosphere suddenly became warm, and took the initiative to clear the field.
"Woo woo woo !! woo !! woo woo !!"
The only one who is against it is probably Slok who is being destroyed, but this person has been ruined in his ability to speak, so that little opinion doesn't matter.
Ignoring Srock's gaze begging for mercy, Areley rode upside down on his back, grabbed his legs, and then used his waist strength to lean back!
"Reverse shrimp type fixation!"
Srock's features crumbled together and slammed the floor in pain.
"Could this be the legendary, the one with a torn waist, fixed in the reverse shrimp shape! so cruel! so bloody! one! two! three!"
The captain's eyes sparkled, and he temporarily played the role of narrator.
"I'm rubbing so violent!" This is the typical sailor, humanoid gorilla, full of muscles.
"Hard, hard! Reverse shrimp fixed and then arch bridge back fall!" This is mostly a wrestling enthusiast.
"Well done!" this man must have a grudge against Slok.
Eat me big arch bridge back fall!Eat me reverse cross fixation!Eat me cross lock wrist back fall!Eat me deep water explosion!Eat me flying King Kong arm!Eat me ......
Yalei perfectly recreates a series of gorgeous wrestling tricks, and the sailor gets carried away with excitement and is very enjoyable. The captain let out an even piercing scream, tearing his pajamas apart, revealing a large area of snow white.
Srock no longer had the strength to wail, he felt like a punching bag, completely defenseless to be ** by his opponent in various ways.
He wanted to simply faint, but the opponent was very delicate, and the fight was very painful, but it didn't hurt his muscles and bones, which was a little too professional.
In the end, Yare lived up to expectations and won by a landslide, and in the midst of the wolf howls of the sailors, the captain offers a fragrant kiss to reward the winner of the "race".
Like a rag doll that has been played with, Slok the Redbeard is thrown aside, his face unbelievable and uncared for.
"Ahem, although I don't want to disturb everyone's interest, there are already people here who are dying. β
The lame doctor pointed to Sal, who was pale, almost fainting, with one hand, and the other to Slock, who had passed out:
"There are people here who need to be rescued. β
"Hurry up, hurry up, it's important to save people!"
Under the captain's command, the sailors carried Thrall and Slok into the infirmary, yawning and returning to make up for their sleep.
"Thank you, sir. β
In the merchant ship's infirmary, Areley sincerely thanked the lame doctor.
"Don't worry, Slok bastard, I wanted to clean him up for a long time, there was nothing but money in his eyes, and everyone on the boat was disgraced by him. β
The old doctor fed Sal the medicine, and then began to pull out bottles and cans to treat Slok's injuries:
"Tsk, the injury is all skin trauma, and even anti-inflammatory drugs are saved, young man, haven't you practiced less?"
"Some family heirloom martial arts are just ......"
Looking at Slok, who was still grinning in his sleep, Yare asked melancholy:
"But if you do this, what will you do if Srock recovers from his injuries?"
"He didn't dare, it was my daughter who kissed you just now. β
The old man smiled slyly at Yalei, baring his teeth neatly.
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