Pirates: Fire Dragon Roar

The little pirate ship drifted further and further away, and soon disappeared on the sea level, and could no longer find a trace of it.

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

The pirate guerrilla's warship was quiet. The sudden battle during the day made these proud sailors bow their proud heads. They were killed by an unknown aoe without even seeing the enemy's face. As a navy Said, it is too rude, and they no longer have arrogant confidence.

"Teacher Zefa?"

Ain sat on the edge of the hospital bed with some worry, his hands were shaking and his expression was very solemn. After the death battle with Vlad, Zefa was seriously injured, and there were not a few intact parts of his body. The local area, coupled with the sudden onset of the disease, I am afraid that if it is not treated in time, I will not be able to return.

Now wrapped up like a mummy, Zefa is still lying unconscious on the bed, which is really unimaginable for a strong man like Zefa.

"hateful!"

Binz, who had broken free from the **** of butter, stood by the door, looking at his most respected teacher lying on the hospital bed, the anger in his heart was still accumulating to an unbelievable level.

"Those pirates—, those bastards!"

This is an uncontrollable anger, not only for those pirates, but also for himself, his most respected teacher has been hurt to such a degree that as a disciple, Binz once again felt his own powerlessness , just as powerless as a few years ago, just like a few years ago, Teacher Zefa was once again severely hurt, in order to protect himself and others.

"hateful!!"

"boom!"

Binz punched the wall, tears of remorse streaming from his eyes, "Why can't I help!!"

The heart of every word is like a cuckoo crying blood.

"Binz, my apprentice,"

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

"Teacher Zefa?"

Ain stood up abruptly, with tears in her eyes, and her face was filled with joy like the rest of her life. For her, Zefa was not just a teacher, but also a father. The existence of , is without a doubt the closest person in the world.

"Are you awake? Teacher Zefa!"

Ain moved closer to the bed excitedly, and there was no excitement in his eyes.

"Teacher Zefa~"

Binz was also extremely excited and leaned over to the bedside, the tears from the corners of his eyes not yet cleared.

"You're crying, Binz,"

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

"Yes!"

Binz wiped his eyes. He didn't want Zefa to be disappointed at any time, and he didn't want to disappoint the man he treated as a 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, "I was defeated by a pirate too? Don't I have to commit suicide in shame? Forgive me, I want to live a few more years!"

"Teacher Zefa!"

Binz's emotions were abnormally excited, and his expression was even a little grim: "This is different, Mr. Zefa, you only got it because you were sick, but I am different, the other party is obviously about the same age as me, but, but, "

"I don't have the strength to fight back. I can't even fight back in the face of the opponent's attack. If the opponent didn't want to kill me, I would be dead!"

"Is this kind of me, such a weak me, really able to stay on this ship?"

Binz's tone was like weeping.

Ain on the side also had a gloomy expression. In today's battle, she also clearly understood her powerlessness. In the face of pirates, she didn't have the strength to fight back. She was too powerless, just like that day a few years ago Same.

"What nonsense?"

The corners of Zefa's mouth twitched slightly, and the mature man naturally understood that his disciple had fallen into confusion: "You guys 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 the strength of strength!"

Zefa said: "The real power is the power of the heart. The real power is first and foremost to have a strong heart. Only a strong mind can control a powerful force!"

"But—" Binz wanted to say something more.

"Silly boy,"

Zefa said: "Dare to fight an enemy far stronger than yourself, willing to risk your life for justice, Binz, you are already a very qualified sea soldier!"

"A man is betting his life for his persistence, isn't he handsome?"

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

Zefa's voice was serious.

"Teacher Zefa—"

The tall man lowered his head, and immediately raised his head proudly, the whole person's appearance changed immediately.

"Hahaha!"

Zefa smiled: "Ain, what about the phone bug in the headquarters?"

"Although it's embarrassing, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, but this must be rewarded!"

Snod, your boy's son is really an amazing guy.

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"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"To die, to die, to die!!"

At this time, as the winner, Vlad, who also had few good spots on his body, was wrapped in bandages like a zongzi, only his eyes, mouth and nose were leaking out, and his mouth made a wailing sound like killing a pig. .

"Captain, please be quiet!"

As a professionally educated man, the chef has a little knowledge of medicine, and under the difficult environment of no ship doctor on board, he took over the burden of dressing and healing Vlad.

With a roll of bandage in his hand, he was rolling it around Vlad's body, "It's just a simple treatment, no need to make such a fuss?"

The chef put it down, 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 in cold sweat, "You forcibly broke my bones that weren't broken, okay?"

"Sorry, Mr. Captain! I haven't actually done it."

The chef apologized with guilt and sincerity. It didn't look like a fake at all. After such a long contact, Vlad knew his chef very well, so he knew that he was not lying, it was true. In the apology, in the face of such an unpretentious apology, Vlad had no way to refuse.

"Forget it, go ahead!"

"Okay, Mr. Captain!"

The chef held out his hand.

"Ah!!! My waist!!"

Screams resounded through the sky.