Pirate: I have General Pai Daxing

The wooden stick poked the starfish's body and made a pleasant beeping sound.

The sailor found it interesting, so he put aside his worries and took two steps closer. At this time, he discovered that the starfish really had a face.

Not only does it have a face, but it also has a mouth.

His mouth turned into a small round trumpet for a while, and then he made a "ba" sound, as if he was snoring; and then he grinned, as if he had dreamed of something good.

"The thing above the mouth should be the nose..."

The sailor poked with a wooden stick and found no holes like noses:

"If you don't have a nose, do you have eyes?" As he said that, he looked at the eyepatch. Since this is an eyepatch, the things under the eyepatch must be eyes.

It can't be the nose.

"Why does it feel like he's sleeping?"

"Or...is he really sleeping?"

The sailor felt that he had said nonsense, and he had unknowingly improved his literary quality. The next moment, he roared and kicked his foot violently, kicking Starfish into the wall.

For some reason, he felt angry when he saw the other party sleeping unconsciously:

"How dare you sleep, how brave you are!"

The crew cleaning on the deck heard the sound and saw the starfish at the same time.

Even the first mate came over and said softly:

"Is this a specialty of Fish-Man Island?"

They heard that Fishman Island not only has fishmen, mermaids, and sea beasts, but also all kinds of weird marine creatures. For example, they once saw a shark with a human mouth.

When they kidnapped the mermaid, the other party chased and bit them.

"Where did it come from?" the first mate asked the sailor. The sailor replied: "I found it when I was cleaning the deck. It was probably sprayed up by the sea monster just now."

While several people were talking.

Patrick finally woke up.

He subconsciously lifted his blindfold and touched his right side.

According to past habits, there should be a Krabby Patty on his right. "Hey, where's my Krabby Patty?" Not only is there no Krabby Patty, there's also no alarm clock on the bedside table.

Patrick scratched his head strangely, and in a blink of an eye he saw a large group of people looking at him.

He said hello honestly:

"Hello, I'm Patrick Star. Who are you?"

"We are not things."

The sailor answered subconsciously and immediately saw his colleagues looking at him as if they were mentally retarded:

"No, only you are not a thing. We are a thing."

Ok?

It still doesn't seem right.

Ignoring the short-circuited words of the crew members, the first mate rubbed his chin and looked at Patrick. When he saw Patrick's silly expression, he suddenly had an idea and his eyes suddenly flashed:

"Come here, lock him up." After the first mate issued the order, he was about to return to the cabin.

"First mate, which cabin should you put him in?"

"Whatever, just don't let him get away."

"Yes!"

……

Two sailors tied up Patrick with a rope. Patrick cooperated very well and kept looking at them honestly:

"Want to play games together?"

"Play with you. I'll sell you when I get ashore, and then you'll be put in a cage by someone else."

"what?"

Pai Daxing was stunned, his mouth pursed and he cried:

"Don't sell me, I'm worthless. And I have a big appetite. Most people can't afford to feed me, unless they have a Krusty Krab like Mr. Krabs. Also, I have armpit hair, I'm worthless."

If you really want to sell, you might as well sell Squidward.

If it really doesn’t work, you can still sell Mr. Krabs..."

Listening to his weak and helpless cry, the two sailors looked at each other with a hint of unbearability.

This feeling comes inexplicably, but it is extremely real.

They didn't expect that they, who had committed all kinds of crimes including murder and arson, would still have compassion. How long had it been since they had experienced this feeling? And still sympathize with a starfish?

"How about we let him go?"

A sailor stopped tying up and asked softly:

"I think he's right. No matter how much a starfish is worth, it's not as good as catching a few more fish. And did you hear that, he still has armpit hair!"

"Armpit hair?"

Another sailor murmured something, a smirk flashing across his lips.

He suddenly pushed Patrick to the ground, grabbed his arm, and looked closely. Suddenly, he took a breath and said, "It really does!"

"Let me see, let me see." Another head came over.

Under Patrick's arm, a bush of hair as thick as a broom danced in the wind. Looking at the scene in front of them, the two of them seemed to smell something that went straight into their lungs:

"vomit……"

"I can not stand it any more."

"Is this armpit hair? The hair on my head is not that thick. Why is it like this?"

Not caring about what others were doing to him, Patrick lay down on the deck, adjusted the direction of his head, and put his right ear on the ground.

The smell of wood and seawater came from the freshly washed deck.

Pai Daxing smelled this smell and fell asleep unconsciously.

"I'm going to take a nap first. Call me when the banquet is held."

"it is good."

The two sailors nodded in agreement and carefully tied Patrick into a very comfortable position so that he could sleep without feeling restrained. At this time, another sailor didn't give up and secretly took a look at Patrick's armpits. There was no armpit hair anywhere, and it was obviously smooth.

He scratched his head and wondered secretly:

"Am I dazzled?"

"By the way, Patrick, should I put you in the sea and escape?"

Pai Daxing talked lazily in his sleep:

"No, no, no, I want to attend the banquet, I want to eat Krabby Patty, I want to eat Krabby Patty..."

The two sailors said nothing and carried Patrick down to the cabin below. They walked all the way to the end and arrived at the cabin where the mermaid was kept.

They were obviously very familiar with the crew members guarding the mermaid, and they greeted them warmly:

"The first mate asked us to lock him in too."

The guard crew took a look at Patrick Star and found that he did not look threatening, so they opened the door:

"When will you tie up another little fat sheep? Is he also valuable?"

"Hey, he's just an ordinary starfish. He's worth nothing."

The sailor carried Patrick into the cabin, glanced around, and found that there was only one bed that was relatively comfortable, but there was already a mermaid girl on the bed...

"Whatever, if you press it, it won't break."

Duang.

Throw Patrick onto the mermaid girl, turn around and leave. But when leaving, I seemed to hear the mermaid girl letting out a muffled groan. She turned around and found nothing.

The guarding crew member closed the door, locked it, and casually chatted:

"Since he is worthless, why is he locked up in this cabin? There is a mermaid in it?"

"It's good for two people to keep company."

"Huh?" The crew member was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at his two partners and found that they both had serious expressions.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt a sense of disobedience.

Is this still his vicious partner?

How does it look...

So holy.