Roar of the Pirate Fire Dragon

The small pirate ship went further and further away, and soon disappeared on the sea level, and no trace of it could be found.

The night gradually replaced the day, a bright moon hung in the sky, and night came.

It was quiet on the pirate guerrilla warship. The sudden battle during the day made these proud sailors lower their proud heads. They were instantly killed by an unknown AoE without even seeing the enemy's face. As a marine, Said that it was really too rude, and they no longer had the arrogant confidence.

"Teacher Zefa"

Ain was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed with some worry, his hands were trembling together, and his expression was very solemn. After a deadly fight with Vlad, Zefa was seriously injured, and there were only a few intact parts of his body. The place, coupled with the sudden onset of the disease, if not for timely treatment, I might not be able to come back.

Zefa, who was now wrapped like a mummy, was still lying on the bed unconscious. For a strong man like Zefa, this was really unimaginable.

"hateful"

Binz, who had broken free from the shackles of butter, stood by the door, looking at his most respected teacher lying on the hospital bed, the anger in his heart still accumulated to a very serious level.

"Those pirates, those bastards"

This is uncontrollable anger, not only for those pirates, but also for himself. His most respected mentor has been hurt to such an extent. As a disciple, Binz once again feels his own powerlessness. , just as powerless as a few years ago, Teacher Zefa once again suffered huge injuries in order to protect himself and others.

"hateful"

"boom"

Binz punched the wall, tears of regret flowed from his eyes, "Why can't I help?"

Every word is like a cuckoo crying for blood.

"Binzi, my disciple,"

A weak voice rang out, breaking the silence in the ward: "There's no need to blame yourself, stupid boy"

"Teacher Zefa"

Ain stood up suddenly, with tears in her eyes, and her face suddenly showed the same joy as the rest of her life. For her, Zefa is not just a teacher, but also a father. There is no doubt that he is the closest person in this world.

"Wake up, Teacher Zefa"

Ain moved closer to the bed excitedly, with no excitement in his eyes.

"Teacher Zefa~"

Binz also came to the bedside with great excitement, and the tears in the corners of his eyes had not yet cleared away.

"You're crying, Binz,"

Zefa's tone sounded really dissatisfied: "Didn't I say that the so-called man laughs when he wants to cry the most?"

"Yes"

Binzi wiped his eyes. He never wanted to disappoint Zefa at any time. He didn't want to disappoint the man he treated as his father. "I'm sorry, Teacher Zefa, I was too rude today and was actually killed by a pirate."

"Silly boy, what is there to be ashamed of?"

Zefa smiled and said: "Wasn't I also defeated by a pirate? Do I have to commit suicide in shame? Please spare me, I still want to live for a few more years."

"Teacher Zefa"

Binz was extremely excited, and his expression was even ferocious: "This is different, Teacher Zefa, you are doing it because you are sick, but I am different. The other person is obviously about the same age as me, but, but, "

"But I don't have the power to fight back at all. I can't even fight back when faced with the other party's attack. If the other party didn't want to kill me, I would be dead."

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bsp;"Can I, such a weak person, really be able to stay on this ship?"

Binz's tone sounded like he was crying.

Ain on the other side also looked downcast. She also clearly understood her own powerlessness in today's battle. Facing the pirates, she didn't have much power to fight back. She was too powerless, just like that day a few years ago. Same.

"Say something stupid"

The corners of Zefa's mouth curled up slightly. The mature man naturally understood that his disciples had fallen into confusion: "You are already very strong."

""

The two disciples raised their heads at the same time and looked at their teacher.

"My disciples, the so-called strength is not just strength."

Zefa said: "The real strength is the strength of the heart. The first thing to be truly strong is to have a strong heart. Only a strong mind can control powerful power."

"But" Binz wanted to say something else.

"Silly boy,"

Zefa said: "Dare to go to war with enemies who are far stronger than yourself, and are willing to risk your life for justice. Binz, you are already a very qualified sailor."

"A man risks his life for his perseverance. Isn't that cool?"

"With you like this, who else can say that you are weak? As a teacher, Binz, I am very satisfied with you."

Zefa's voice was very serious.

"Teacher Zefa"

The tall man lowered his head, then raised it proudly, and his whole demeanor immediately changed.

"Hahaha"

Zefa smiled: "Ain, where is the phone bug in the headquarters?"

"Although it's embarrassing, this must be repaid."

Snod, your son is really an amazing guy.

“Oops, ouch, ouch, ouch”

"Death, death, death, death"

At this time, as the winner, Vlad, who also didn't have many good parts on his body, was wrapped in a bandage like a rice dumpling. Only his eyes, mouth and nose were exposed, and his mouth made a wailing sound like a pig being killed. .

"Captain, please be quiet."

As a man with professional education and some basic medical skills, the chef shouldered the responsibility of bandaging and treating Vlad's injuries in the difficult environment where there was no ship's doctor on board.

He was holding a roll of bandages in his hand and was rolling it on Vlad's body, "It's just a simple treatment, no need to make such a fuss."

The chef made an understatement, as if treating Vlad was a simple matter.

"The question is are you treating me? Are you really trying to kill me?"

Vlad's face was covered with cold sweat, "You have broken all my bones that were not broken, okay?"

"Sorry, Mr. Captain, I have not actually operated it."

The chef apologized very guiltily, sincerely, and it didn't look like he was lying at all. After such a long period of contact, Vlad knew his chef very well, so it was clear that he was not lying, it was true. Apologizing, faced with such an unpretentious apology, Vlad couldn't refuse.

"Forget it, keep going"

"Okay, Mr. Captain"

The chef held out his hand.

"Ah my waist"

The screams resounded through the sky.