captain migraine

Walking back to the captain's lounge, the captain immediately overturned the image of a foolish king he left for everyone to favor the walrusers, and threw McGarr into the soft sofa very roughly. The latter lay on the sofa, grinning in pain.

"Put your big white teeth away, what are you doing grinning like an idiot?" With his long legs straddling an armchair beside the sofa, the man said sullenly, "Like a mother Like them."

"Emotionally, those people who peed on your deck just now are the real men in your eyes?" Comrade Walrus resisted very unconvinced, "I just gritted my teeth without saying a word and finished your devilish 25 whips! "

"Devil?" The man smiled and asked back, the corners of his lips curled up playfully, he tilted his head slightly to look at McGarr, and saw that the latter's hairs were standing on end, and then said lightly, "Did you be beaten to death? "

McGarr: "No."

"So, I let the water go."

Said the captain expressionlessly.

"..."

Comrade Walrus, who was still barking his teeth and claws, fell silent for a moment.

McGarr lived up to expectations and blushed his old face thicker than the city wall——Caesar's understatement "I let the water go" stopped in McGarr's ears, which was not much different from "Well, I like you too", pouted. With his bloody butt pumped, Comrade Walrus was in tears, his heart was full of "it's better to be a big dog after all", and he didn't notice that his focus was completely wrong and went to the country of Java.

…and also forgot that the blood dripping down his waist at this moment was all drawn by someone who claimed to have "drained the water".

The black sincere dog eyes that were so silly and flickering that they almost said "thank you" made the captain feel uncomfortable. He paused, cleared his throat and stood up from the chair, turned around and went to his lounge to reserve I picked and picked in my medicine chest, and finally came out with a few bottles and jars.

Grabbing the bottles with one hand, he walked back to the sofa, Caesar stretched his head to look at McGarr's back, and sat back with a click of his tongue: "It's just a skin injury, it seems that my whipping technique is more proficient than I thought. "

McGarl: What the hell?You say you love me more than you think? (⊙o⊙)?

Caesar: "What are you doing so excited?"

McGall: "Hey."

"...Accordingly, 25 whips from a nine-tailed cat are enough to see the bones," Caesar leaned closer to McGarr's back, sniffed his nose like a dog, and smelled the bloody smell in his nose with satisfaction, "It's just a skin trauma, seven days You can go to the ground."

McGall: "Hey."

"Do you want me to drag you back and beat you again? You are the first person in history who dared to smirk at me after being whipped."

He stretched out his hand and patted the forehead of the black-haired young man. The captain found the tweezers out of nowhere, and patiently put the tweezers on the candle to sterilize them. The clothes that were together were pulled apart—the hot tweezers accidentally touched McGarr's skin, and the latter let out a ghostly scream, subconsciously wanting to jump up—

Then with a puff, accompanied by the smell of burnt meat, the tweezers inserted along the wound into the bloody wound.

"What's the mess?" The captain raised his eyebrows, and the villain complained first.

McGarr was in so much pain that he couldn't speak a word. If he could, he believed that he would not hesitate to deduct all his salary for the next month and scold the big dog bloody.At this moment, the black-haired young man frowned tightly. The completely relaxed environment made his ability to accept pain drop to the level of a normal person. Big drops of sweat dripped down his forehead. The mat was soaked and wet.

Big dog, although your desire to take care of me personally is very touching...

But Lao Tzu's body really can't bear this heavy love!

"No... just get out of the way," McGarr trembled, his eyes darkened with pain, "Let, let a professional do it."

"Ah, Bakir is busy." Caesar said blankly, "There are a lot of executions today, and some of the injured yesterday are still lying in the medical room. How dare you bother him."

I am embarrassed, give me a chance, I am really embarrassed!

The corners of McGarr's lips trembled, and just as he was about to say something, he roughly pushed his head back into the sofa——

"Don't move around, I'm going to pull it out."

The man's low voice sounded above his head, and in the next second, McGarr was not allowed to resist, and with another sharp pain in his back, he felt very clearly that the tweezers were pulled out of his flesh again——

Pain to tears.

"pain?"

"You come to try?"

"Pain is inevitable."

"..."

"I know it hurts, so I will remember it better next time," Caesar said flatly, without blinking, he peeled off a piece of clothing with flesh attached from Megal's back and threw it under his feet. Fuzzy, but the man has long been used to it, working without blushing, heart beating, and hands shaking, while saying, "If you want not to eat the whip in the future, there are two secrets, do you want to listen?"

"..." Fuck your uncle's cheating secrets.

"Secret one, kill me, superior, and you will be the captain, no one will dare to whip you again." Caesar sneered, "But I advise you to give up this year."

"..." Do you dare to come up with a secret of sincerity?

"Secret two, listen to me obediently. For my orders, you only need to answer 'obey, captain' instead of others." Caesar paused, glanced at the sapphire ring on McGarr's hand, "I asked you to throw it away Throw it away immediately."

"...why does it look like a cult?" McGarr said.

"What?" said the captain without raising his eyes, "In front of me, you can use English, Arabic, German, French or Spanish, but don't try to speak a language I don't understand."

"..."

"Did you hear?"

"……Oh."

"kindness?"

"Yes, Captain."

During the entire back treatment that followed, Caesar seemed to spend every second explaining how incapable of taking care of others he was.Without waiting for the medicine to be applied, McGarr passed out without hesitation in the process of cleaning the fragments of clothes from the pile of rotting flesh. Before he passed out, Caesar poked tweezers into his wound three times In the first time, it was still the villain who complained first and reprimanded the walrus for his disturbance; the second time he argued that he saw something dirty in the flesh; the third time, Caesar said, the ship shook violently.

This gave McGall a sort of... big dog carrying him back just to continue another form of lynching.

McGarl didn't know how long he had slept.

Anyway, he was dreaming again.

This time it was not a spring dream, he dreamed of his father, mother and brother Xiongzi.

In the dream, the family is celebrating Chinese New Year. Grandparents, grandparents, grandparents, aunts, aunts, uncles and uncles are all sitting at the small table at home. The table is full of chicken, duck and fish. The meat is cooked, and the fish is freshwater fish. , there is no rust smell in the fruit, and the drink in the cup is also a normal cola, without any strange carrots or spices that taste out of the sky; beside the table, McGarr and Brother Xiong are jumping around holding out the bowl from the grandfather chopsticks No matter how many years of cursing and complaining, the Spring Festival Gala that you still have to watch as usual is playing on TV. At this moment, Song Zuying, the former mother of the country, has just finished singing "Flying Song of the Earth", and Zhao Benshan is going to the stage with his hands behind his back. go up——

Holding up the bowl containing the chicken legs, McGarl rushed to the front of the TV amidst the parents' scolding, the cell phone rang, and it was snowing heavily outside the window, amidst the sound of fireworks and firecrackers one after another, McGarr grabbed the cell phone with his greasy hands, smiling He quickly answered the phone and said, "Hello? Happy New Year, Professor", without looking at the other hand, he grabbed a piece of cut fruit from the table and stuffed it into his mouth——

It's a slice of lemon.

Then, McGarr was soured.

woke up.

The sound of firecrackers is gone, and the Spring Festival Gala is gone. The only thing around me that can be called meat is probably the pieces of clothing that are covered with McGar's own flesh. Yes, it was already dark at some point in the sky, and the howling wind outside the window was like the wailing of the devil, and the whole ship was shaken from side to side. The lamp also swayed, and the light and shadow flickered.

At the desk not far away, under the orange light, the tall man seemed to have heard the movement, raised his head to look at him, then lowered his head expressionlessly, and continued to look at the piece of paper he spread out on the table. Something—probably a map.

"woke up?"

"kindness."

"If you don't want to be interrupted, don't spit out the lemon in your mouth. It's anti-scurvy."

"kindness."

McGarl was lying on the sofa, with his head half propped up, looking at Caesar not far away, who was working under the dim light.

... Well, men who work hard always look particularly handsome.

The black-haired young man sighed, trying to change his position, but accidentally pulled the wound on his back, and lay back grinning in pain.

……

In fact, at the moment of waking up, McGarl had to admit that he was very, very disappointed in his heart. For a moment, he wished to raise a torch and burn everything in front of him to ashes. In China in 2012, where he was also called Luo Shenzhou, he was a SHI college student who was fearless.

but……

Not far away, when the particularly handsome canine creature at work raised his eyes and glanced at him, the calm amber dog eyes instantly killed the crazy little devil in Comrade Luo Chenzhou's heart.

Now, lying on the sofa, he feels very peaceful and at ease.

Suddenly, you will believe in love again, and suddenly you will feel that the sun will still rise at dawn tomorrow.