Gently put Annie on a clean boulder, let Chu Wenle take care of it, Mo Ran took Xiao Hei to hunt some ingredients around, before he was afraid of exposing the target, he didn't dare to make a fire, but now that all the hidden dangers have been solved, he can rest assured to play boldly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he hadn't hunted for a while, Mo Ran's craftsmanship was not rusty, and under Xiao Hei's envious, jealous and hateful gaze, he easily managed to get rid of two hares and an antelope.

These things were enough for them to consume for a day, and they walked in front of them happily and happily, followed by Xiao Hei, who worshiped him as a god, and carried an antelope without any effort, and the big man ate a lot but also had advantages, at least he had enough strength.

Now that he has something as convenient as a lighter, he naturally doesn't need Mo Ran to drill wood to make fire when he is tired and sweating like a stupid dog. One point is instantaneous, and it feels like it's cool, but Mo Ran also knows that the kerosene used in this thing can't last long, and even if it is not used, it will volatilize naturally, so this is not a long-term source of fire.

Xiao Hei also wanted to wake up Anne to get up for dinner, but was stopped by Mo Ran: "Let her sleep in peace, he has been scared all night, and he needs to rest now." ”

Chu Wenle relayed it, Xiao Hei thought about it carefully, it was also the same reason, Miss Anne didn't eat a lot, and a meal and a half meal were not a problem at all.

So I didn't bother her anymore, the three big men had a good meal and drank nonsense, you know, Xiao Hei scavenged all the cigarettes and alcohol brought by those people, although the amount was not large, but it was enough to satisfy the cravings.

Of course, they didn't forget the white captive, Xiao Hei personally served, the two people with the largest color difference stood together, the effect was not ordinarily good, if it wasn't for the fierce expression on Xiao Hei's face that ruined the picture too much, otherwise, the scene frozen at this moment would definitely become a swan song for the ages, put an end to racial discrimination, and eliminate the struggle for skin color!

Pseudo-Jack has not had a good life since he fell into the hands of the two of them, either as a coolie or as an abused person, he is very aggrieved but has no way to vent, these people are more terrible than himself as a pirate, and he can't afford to provoke him.

Now that he has recognized the reality, it is impossible to please these people, so he just wants to be able to give food and water to drink, then he is satisfied.

He didn't dare to ask for too good treatment, he was taken prisoner, and he was not qualified to talk about treatment, and Mo Ran was already a noble hand if he didn't kill him.

He has no opinion on becoming a coolie at all, if he even loses this use value, then he is estimated that he will not be far from death, and now he not only does not alike becoming a coolie, but looks forward to Mo Ran every day to let him do more work, and only if he pays will he be rewarded, and he can change his food.

Although there was food, Pseudo-Jack was usually kept under strict guard, and within a few hours, he loosened the tightly bound rope once, did some work, and then tied it back on......

In two days, Pseudo-Jack has gained weight. Naturally, it's not because the food is good, but Xiao Hei always likes to find fault with nothing, and sometimes he gives him an old punch for no reason, and he will never give up if he doesn't fight his nose and face are swollen!

These two people don't know why, it's easy to pinch together when they see each other, uh no, it's purely one-sided, in front of Xiao Hei's physique, pseudo-jack doesn't have the slightest ability to fight back, every time he fights, he takes care of all important parts of his body, and he doesn't fight back if he dies, and he doesn't fight back if he doesn't die.

Pseudo-Jack's evasion strategy did not make things better, but only stimulated Xiao Hei's temper even more, Made, just such a wreck can scare the masters?!

So Xiao Hei, who is unhappy in his heart, is unhappy to find fake Jack again and again, and a little bit of a small problem will definitely make a big fuss, and it doesn't matter if he can't find it, he doesn't need a reason to beat him.

But what makes Xiao Hei a little depressed is that no matter how he provokes and abuses, Pseudo-Jack just doesn't respond, and would rather bear it alive than say a word, this kind of resilience is a little moved by Mo Ran.

Pseudo-Jack's forbearance alone is enough to prove that he will be extraordinary in the future, and people like this are like the old saying, 'A dog that barks doesn't bite, and a dog that bites doesn't bark.'" Usually it looks soft and glutinous, it's just a gas bag, but once it is launched, it will definitely go to the bone.

This kind of person, once one day can't be suppressed, it is the most terrifying dark thunder, which makes people return to the underworld when they are most defenseless.

His brows gradually furrowed, and Mo Ran was thinking about whether his original decision was right or wrong, and bringing Pseudo-Jack back seemed to have brought a great crisis to this small group.

But there are two sides to everything, if you can grasp it well, it may be able to become a sharp weapon, at least it is still possible to be a coolie, and it is still the kind of hard work.

"What's wrong?", Anne, who was sitting on the side resting, saw that Mo Ran's face was a little abnormal, so she asked thoughtfully.

"It's nothing, it's a small thing. By the way, how are your feet? are you better?" Always communicating with Anne in broken English, Mo Ran felt a little haggard. However, he also knew that it was easier to learn a skill in practice, so although he was not used to it, he tried his best to keep his sentences flowing.

"Much better, don't worry. It was hard to imagine that a rude and willful eldest lady could say such heart-warming comforting words, but all this was normal in Mo Ran's opinion, after all, he had not been in contact with the previous Anne, so he didn't feel abrupt.

These words sounded so normal in Mo Ran's ears, it seemed that they should have been so, just like he had done a lot for Anne, and he didn't feel how good he was, nor did he deliberately want to do anything, naturally, it came naturally.

"Well, that's good, you cultivate well, I'll solve something. After thinking about it, Mo Ran still felt that this matter had to be solved in time, otherwise there would be endless trouble.

"Alright then, there you go. Although she was a little reluctant, Anne knew that the young man in front of her had his own ideas, and sometimes no one could change his decision.

Smiling slightly, Mo Ran left the flat stone face, got up and walked towards the big tree where the pseudo-jack was bound. This meeting will make the difference between life and death.

"Hi Jack. Walking over, Mo Ran greeted Pseudo-Jack from a distance. Hearing the call, the bruised and swollen pseudo-jack looked up to see a young face, which he had defined as a demon that night, and even more chilling than the abominable old.

"I love that title. Reluctantly raised his face to squeeze out a smile, Pseudo-Jack was very happy that Mo Ran could put his idol's name on him, but before he could laugh, he touched the bruises on his face, so this smile was even more ugly than crying.

"Are you okay?" Mo Ran greeted with a little smirk.

"As you can see, the situation is not very rosy. Pseudo-Jack couldn't help but roll his eyes at Mo Ran's knowingly question, he was firmly tied to a tree, and the bruises on his face could be seen everywhere, how good can this state be?

"It's true that Holmanger has gone a little too far. Mo Ran seemed to be very indignant, but it made people feel a little awkward about crying rats and fake compassion.

Without waiting for Pseudo-Jack to answer anything, Mo Ran Shi Ran continued: "Do you want to be free? I can give you freedom. ”

'Freedom', a simple word, but it makes Pseudo-Jack's eyes instantly bloom with a dazzling light, freedom, what a longing thing. If you haven't lost your freedom, you'll never know how valuable it is, and now Pseudo-Jack knows it well.

In the past, although he was looked down upon and often bullied in the pirate group, he was never restricted in his freedom. Now being tied to a tree and beaten is not only a physical pain, but the unspeakable depression in his heart is the most uncomfortable place for him.

Now, Mo Ran, the person who almost single-handedly caused him to end up where he is now, actually said that he would give him freedom, which made the pseudo-Jack, who has always been full of comedy spirit, a little overwhelmed, and he didn't know which play he was playing.

"Hey, don't be too surprised, you want me to give you freedom, it's not gratuitous. It seemed that he saw the confusion in Pseudo-Jack's heart, and Mo Ran did not hesitate to solve his confusion.

"That's true, tell me about your conditions. Pseudo-Jack admits that what Mo Ran said is right, there is no free lunch in the world, and if you want to regain your precious freedom, you must give something else.

"Quite simply, I give you freedom, and you have to be completely loyal to me. After thinking about it carefully, Mo Ran tried to express what he wanted to express in his own way as clearly as possible.

I sighed quietly in my heart, my English level is still too low, otherwise, this sentence just now can be said in another way: "Surrender, poor man, if you want to gain precious freedom, you must bow down to me, I will give you great strength, exempt from anyone's humiliation, and you will receive the supreme honor of one person under ten thousand people!"

Although it sounds a bit like the chant of the Grim Reaper, Mo Ran feels that this is enough to pull the wind, he has no domineering spirit, he can only rely on domineering words to support himself in the scene, but unfortunately his English level is really limited, which is not enough to support his such a bullish declaration.

"You mean you want me to surrender to you?" Pseudo-Jack understood Mo Ran's broken English for a long time before he understood.

"That's right. ”

"Then what's the difference between me and losing my freedom?" Knowing Mo Ran's purpose, Pseudo-Jack couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, isn't this playing with me? Is there a big difference between being restricted in freedom and surrendering to others? It's not a complete self, from a captive to someone else's slave, Pseudo-Jack doesn't think there is any improvement in this.

"You know, if you don't agree, you will be very uncomfortable in the future, and you may even die under the rope, but if you surrender to me, you can gain relatively complete autonomy and a good life. Mo Ran is still tirelessly seducing pseudo-Jack.

"I need to think about it. Mo Ran said very reasonably, although it was not his original intention to surrender to him, at least he could save his life, and maybe he could live a much better life in the future.

But it is not without a price, that is, in the future, his behavior will be restricted, and everything will be subject to Mo Ran's dispatch and orders.

The advantages and disadvantages are obvious, which makes Pseudo-Jack very tangled and difficult to decide for a while.