Pirate Forest

The flying dust blocked everyone's sight, and there were still expressions of surprise on other people's faces. The suddenness of the incident made them somewhat shocked.

The pirates retreated all the way to the side of the ship and glanced at the sea below them. It was so dark that they couldn't see how high it was. Several of them tensed up and were ready to jump into the sea at any time.

"Morgan"

Without enough time to help Daisy up, Tata quickly stood up and ran into the dust. He covered his mouth and nose with his arm and carefully reached forward with his other hand. He accidentally tripped over a warped board and lost his body instantly. The center of gravity fell forward.

thump

"what"

A dull, thick scream suddenly rang in Tata's ears. He was so frightened that he quickly got up. When he took a closer look, he saw Bob in a navy coat holding his stomach and curling up in pain.

There were raindrops of blood hanging on the coat. Looking down, there were streams of plasma pouring out of the abdomen, staining the surrounding wooden boards, dark red. The facial features were squeezed into a ball, suffering unbearable pain for ordinary people, and there were big beads of sweat. The ground flowed from his forehead.

"Bob, who did you get? Wait a minute. You wait for me. I'll go find Morgan." Originally, Tata wanted to ask who did it, but in the blink of an eye, he thought it was useless to say this now, so he turned around again. Look for any trace of Morgan.

"Morgan, Morgan." His sight was blocked by the fine dust around him. Tatata was so anxious that his forehead was sweating and his throat was rolling up and down. Only by finding Morgan and using his ability could he save Bob's life.

Maybe Worthy Bob's attitude was a little rough and he was hostile to them. The reason for their encounter was because he took a fancy to Morgan's bounty and his ambition to become famous.

In the beginning, Tata's senses were not good to him, and that hasn't changed now. But Tata has a characteristic. No matter how other people treat him, he always wonders if there is something about this person that others can't see. advantage

Because he has been like this before, many people like to make fun of him by laughing at his overweight figure, so he always wonders if there is something admirable about those who are the butt of jokes in the eyes of others.

No one is worthless, right?

They just need to find someone who can understand them.

In the early morning, some people chased and quarreled with their friends on the beach, stepping on the soft golden sand, and the cold sea water flowed in and climbed up the insteps, passed between the toes, and sometimes jumped on the calves.

Tarta is always alone, looking at the smiles on the faces of his peers. He always wants to go over and say hello to them, but as soon as he reaches out his hand, he is pushed hard on the back and plunges into In the cold sea water, my mind suddenly went blank.

When he sat up, he saw sneering faces. There was still a nervous smile on his face, which made him look a little uneasy. He was about to open his mouth and ask them if they could play together when he heard the words from those people. Said coquettishly.

"Hahaha, look at that look on his face. Is the dripping oil on his face?"

"It's so disgusting. His stomach is about to burst. It's as bulging as pork. Did he eat all the leftovers from their restaurant?"

"Yeah, he can't be a picky eater anyway. It's really annoying to eat everything. I'm just not used to carrots."

"Yeah, I'm not used to drinking milk either, but every time my mother would point at him and tell me to eat everything like him. Who wants to be as fat as him?"

"That is to say, if you have become a fat pig, do you still want to drag others down?"

“Really disgusting”

"Look at him crying."

"It's all your fault, but he is useless enough."

"Hey, tell me what your expression is like and lick this clean for me."

The seawater wetted his shorts, and his tears also wetted his self-esteem. His eyes stared helplessly at the pair of slippers raised in front of him. Dark mud and sand were wrapped around the sides and soles of the shoes, and he could even smell it on the tip of his nose. It smells fishy.

"What should I do?" At that moment, he really thought about strangling them all. A group of children were fighting to see who was stronger. Although he had never fought, with his size and strength, he could definitely pull most of them into the sea. Die together.

It was because he didn't react that he was pushed down by that person just now, otherwise very few people of his age could beat him.

But he didn't dare, didn't want to and couldn't do such a thing. His dead father often told him to make friends with sincerity. As long as you treat others sincerely, others will definitely respond to you with sincerity.

"Can you be friends with me?" His tongue seemed to be fighting and he stumbled, and it took him a long time to say it.

"Ah, friend, did I hear you right?" The short-haired boy who held out his slippers raised his head and showed a funny smile to his friend behind him, his eyes rolling in his sockets.

"Pfft." A little girl couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

"It's too much. He's asking you to do this."

"Yeah, in that case, does Elsa want to be friends with Pig Head?" The playmate next to her pushed Elsa with her shoulder and raised her eyebrows. Others also shouted and cheered.

"I don't want it." Aisha felt very angry and slapped her playmate in embarrassment.

"Sure enough, no one wants to be friends with you." The short-haired boy raised his eyelids and waved his hands helplessly, as if he felt a pity, but everyone could hear his sinister tone.

Suddenly he was stunned, what kind of eyes were there, the gray side seemed to be soaked in dust, tearing his heart apart silently, revealing large areas of blood-red flesh, that was the feeling of despair that Tata had experienced for the first time.

"Why don't you say anything or you lick my shoes clean, and I'll let you be my friend." He deliberately emphasized the last two words, as if being his friend was a reward for Tarta.

The dirty shoes shook, and he laughed arrogantly. The playmates around him also laughed. The fisherman not far away saw his child smiling happily and didn't take it seriously.

"Lick it quickly"

"lick"

After waiting for a long time, Tata did nothing and just looked at him stupidly. The short-haired boy felt as if he was being humiliated. He roared angrily and kicked out his feet.

He was about to kick Tata in the face, but he still looked dumb and stupid. He ran away without knowing where he was. He sat down on the beach and gave up resistance.

Snapped

A leg suddenly came out like a tomahawk and cut off the leg kicked out by the short-haired boy with a clean cut. The fragile bones twisted with a "click".

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the short-haired boy burst into tears in an instant, covering his twisted calf and letting out a heart-rending roar. His face suddenly became distorted, and tears burst out of his nose.

Such a loud sound suddenly attracted everyone's attention. The fisherman uncle put down his fishing net and looked here. The playmates backed away in horror and ran away in the blink of an eye. No one paid attention to the short-haired boy, and a flash of light flashed out of his dull eyes. A little spark.

"What's your name?" Tata analyzed it several times in his mind before confirming that she was calling him.

"Tata." It turns out that my own name is also stiff, and my mouth is like a rusty door. It took me a long time to say it.

"Really? My name is Vic, and I will protect you from now on."

"Listen to me"

"I will kill anyone who dares to bully this fat man."