When most people were asleep, a door quietly opened and people walked onto the deck silently.

He took out the ring in his arms in a secluded corner and started shaking it.

“After I count one, two, three, I will start training while sleepwalking, swinging a knife a thousand times, doing a hundred push-ups, and a hundred handstands, and I will start repeating these training contents every night after I fall asleep.



two

three. "

Then Bucky's eyes began to become hollow, and the remaining smile on his lips gradually disappeared.

Although I didn't hang up, I hung up and upgraded through my own efforts.

Bucky walked to an open space blankly and began to swing the knife continuously.And in his hiding place just now, the waiter also came out, his eyes were as empty as Bucky's, and he was still holding the wooden stick that he used to attack Bucky in the afternoon.

In his subconscious, this is his "knife".

Then he stood opposite Bucky and exercised with him. Because he couldn't fully understand Bucky's words, he could only simply imitate Bucky.

pat, pat.

That was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden board. Except for the captain, only the steward was wearing leather shoes on the whole ship.

The butler, who couldn't sleep, came to the deck to enjoy the sea breeze. As soon as he came out, he saw Bucky and the waiter exercising.

Looking at the waiter who was not lazy, the butler's face showed an expression of relief, and he even forgot that he came out to have a nice day.

"I thought Davarisi had a good impression of him, but I didn't expect that he would actually take him to exercise together. It seems that he is really a smart kid."

Then, as if he remembered something, his smile gradually disappeared, replaced by an expression of hatred. The butler returned to the passage. Soon, screams came from a room, waking up many sailors.

However, they all closed the door tightly, and no sailor came out to watch the fun. Just from the sound, they knew that the swordsman was unlucky. The swordsman's fun was not something they could watch.

But there were still many good sailors with their ears pressed against the cold door, ready to hear what was going on.

A man with gray hair wearing a suit and pajamas walked out of the room. Although his hair color was almost fifty years old, when he peeled off his clothes, he still had a body full of muscles.

"What's wrong"

The housekeeper stood beside him, put his own clothes on him, and said with a smile.

"It's nothing serious. I just think he's too lazy now, so I couldn't help but teach him a lesson."

The swordsman nodded against the red slap marks. He was slapped even though he had done nothing. He wanted to ask why, but he didn't dare, for fear of getting slapped again.

Obviously I am still training as usual, why do I say I am lazy? It’s like sitting on the bed and the pot comes from the sky.

He is afraid of comparison in everything. In the past, he was the only one on the boat exercising and there was nothing wrong with him. But now, even the waiters are exercising while he is sleeping. This comparison makes him extremely lazy.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the slap mark on the swordsman's face. The butler's strength must have given him a round slap on that spot, and the swordsman still stood obediently. Without these two things, there would be no way to make such a slap mark.

"It's really shameful that I can't bear the pain at all. But little slippery man, don't slap people in the face even if you teach them a lesson. Men still need to have face."

Just when the swordsman was about to thank this man in his heart, he suddenly said something else.

"Just tie him to the mast and let him dry out in the sun for two days. I believe he is still willing to change."

The butler said respectfully.

"Captain, what you said is that I will tie him up at noon tomorrow."

The old man waved his hand.

"Don't mention the captain anymore. I'm old. I'm the first mate now. I will retire in a few years."

As he spoke, he patted the butler's palm.

"I'm getting old and it's time to make way for you young people."

The butler didn't answer his words and just said something.

"You will always be my captain."

With his status, even the captain is not worthy of him saying such words. Although the captain is theoretically older than him, he and the captain are the boss's subordinates after all. In terms of closeness, he and the boss are the closest.

He said these words because this man was the captain who gave him the gun back then, and only the people on the ship back then would call him the nickname Little Slicker.

When he came to the door, the captain returned the butler's coat to him.

"Okay, go back to bed quickly. There are still many things to be busy with tomorrow."

As he spoke, he kicked the wall violently. The butler smiled happily. The old captain in front of him didn't look old at all.

The sailor who was listening in the corner immediately covered his ears and crawled back to bed. What he said just now was not only for the housekeeper, but also for them, so that they should not let this matter affect their work.

This old captain is usually very amiable, but once his bottom line is really touched, he will let you know what is called punishment.

The footsteps of the butler came through the passage again. The swordsman stood at the door with his head lowered, not daring to move. His brain tried hard to recall what he had done wrong, but he couldn't think of it. He had to wait quietly for the butler's reprimand.

The butler looked at the swordsman who was still standing there and became more and more angry, and scolded him.

"Why are you still standing here? Why don't you go to training? I really want me to tie you to the mast."

After saying that, he walked to his room, not wanting to see this stupid and lazy person at all.

The swordsman covered the slap mark on his face with a turban and walked helplessly to the deck.

I couldn't help complaining in my heart, it was obviously time to go to bed late at night, so how could anyone exercise at night?

Even if you do, it's just a show. If you don't practice during the sunny day, you have to practice at night. This is not a show.

The swordsman who had not yet walked out of the passage suddenly stopped. His hearing had improved to a certain extent after long-term training. The sound was unmistakable. Someone must be exercising at night.

The swordsman immediately realized why he was beaten, his eyes filled with anger, he covered his face with one hand and held the sword in the other, and walked quickly outside.

He wanted to see who was deliberately showing off in front of the housekeeper to frame him.

After seeing Bucky's face clearly, the swordsman changed his face from Sichuan Opera without any training, and his eyes became kind. This was a ruthless man who killed a whole ship of pirates by himself, and he couldn't be offended.

Then he looked at the person opposite Bucky, ready to vent his anger on him.But after seeing the waiter's face clearly, he immediately gave up the idea.

Because he successfully recruited the pirate hunter Davarich, he was about to be transferred to another ship. It was very likely that he would replicate the butler's success in the future. Provoking him was obviously an irrational decision.

Even if he didn't take the credit for recruiting Davarisi, his status was almost the same as his.As the only waiter on the ship, his job is obvious. He comes into contact with all the powerful people at sea. It is obvious that he was trained as a butler.

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