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The comment has just been posted.

Suri felt that something was wrong. It was likely to cause a war on the Internet and increase the popularity of the other party, which would actually benefit the other party.

So I subconsciously wanted to delete it.

After all, according to common sense, there is no need to bite back if you know it is a mad dog.

As soon as I stretched out my finger, I thought about it again and thought why should I swallow my anger when a mad dog bites me? Why should a good person be silent and not hit him back with a stick?

More than 20 years ago, he got sick once, and he has already "died" twice. If there is anything he can't let go of, Su Rui is not afraid of trouble.

The reason why he hates the rapper Marshall Branham has nothing to do with his comments on the new song. There are so many people who don't like him on the Internet, and Suri usually doesn't bother to read it.

What really aroused Suri's anger was that, firstly, this guy was a racist, and secondly, because he insinuated that as a major shareholder of Facebook, he forcibly pushed the hot topic of singing in a bar that night.

The strange smell could be felt through the screen.

Unlike some real critics, judging from Marshall Branham's past news, this troll does not have any good intentions.

In just a few sentences, he attacked Suri's ability, race and identity. No wonder he couldn't hold his breath.

You have to be strong when you should be tough, otherwise you will only be taken advantage of.

Putting the phone aside, Suri didn't care about it for the time being.

At an inadvertent glance, I saw a black spot on the sea from a distance, and it was still moving, like someone's head.

On a flat, open sea.

The weather is particularly sunny, and it is easy to notice anything slightly abnormal.

He read it carefully and found that there was really movement. He was startled and hurriedly came to the captain's cab and said, "Wait! There seems to be a guy in trouble on the right. Let's drive over and have a look and prepare the lifeboat!"

Captain Randall has been making a living on the sea since he was a child. After hearing this, he immediately went out and frowned into the distance.

All crew members understand that to make a living at sea, they must help each other. After all, no one knows whether they will be the next unlucky person to have an accident.

Once a survival signal is received, surrounding ships will often rush to help.

Discovering that there was something real, Captain Randall hurriedly changed the course, adjusted the rudder while observing, and asked the stewards on the yacht to prepare blankets, pacemakers, epinephrine, etc. in advance, just in case.

Wait until the yacht slowly approaches.

Suri stood on the first deck with a stunned expression on his face.

The thing more than ten meters away was indeed a living thing, but it was not a person. At first, he thought it was a dog. After careful identification, he determined that it was more like a bear cub with round ears and looked a bit like Paddington Bear. .

It was lying on a piece of driftwood, obviously very panicked and seemed very weak.

So much so that when Captain Randall used a fishing net to fish the little bear cub out onto the boat, it didn’t even have the strength to struggle and was trembling and curled up in the net.

"This fishing net is really strong."

Suri didn't know why she cared about this matter at this time.

I have some suspicion that Captain Randall would fish to pass the time when he was not at sea. He searched carefully in the utility room and maybe he could find a fishing rod.

Of course, as long as he can do his job well, it doesn't matter at other times. This is a very easy job.

Captain Randall smiled and said: "It's okay to catch thirty kilograms of fish with it, but it's better to use a fishhook, which is safer and won't jump into the sea again. By the way, why is there a brown bear cub on the sea? "

Focusing on the little bear cub in front of him, Su Rui remembered something and replied:

"When I was at the airport just now, I heard that someone was smuggling a bear and it escaped. Maybe it was this little bear that was accidentally swept away by the waves at the beach."

Before, I subconsciously thought it was lying on the driftwood, but now I looked again and found that it was the body of a Hawaiian monk seal. It had been dead for an unknown period of time and began to become bloated. From a distance, it looked like a log.

Captain Randall stared at the monk seal on the sea and said:

"This brown bear cub is so lucky. Although bears can swim and are good swimmers like polar bears, if there is no place to rest, sooner or later it will be exhausted. If you hadn't discovered it, boss, it might not be able to hold on for too long. Long."

Suri brought a bath towel and wiped the bear's body with his own hands to prevent hypothermia.

Although he had no strength left, the bear was a bear after all and weighed more than 20 kilograms. He could only carefully hold down the bear cub's head to avoid being bitten in the end.

Then he called an animal shelter on Kona Island and learned that it was a brown bear. The other party only replied that there were no conditions for adoption and asked Suri to send the little guy to a zoo near Waikiki Beach to try.

It was clear from his tone that he was trying to push back and didn't want the little bear cub.

Rolling his eyes, Su Rui thought that he was doing good things, but he was still disliked.

Too lazy to spend another half day going back and forth, I went all the way to Honolulu and continued back to Lanai.

There was a delay in rescuing the cub.

When the yacht arrived at the cargo dock, it happened to bump into the fishing boat that had returned, indicating that the iron cage containing the Arabian horse had been unloaded on the dock.

Can't wait to get off the boat, Suri said:

"There happens to be a cage. Little Rock, you go to the yacht and pick up the bear cub I picked up. Remember to be careful to avoid being caught and bitten. Also, prepare some milk later. I guess it hasn't been weaned yet. "

".Bear? Boss, when you came back, you picked up a bear on the sea? How is this possible?" Bennett, the freckled boy, said in a surprised tone.

Su Rui spread his hands and said, "No one would believe it, but it's true."

Little Rock and Bennett made a fuss, but the old cowboy Andy was calm and told:

"It's just a bear. It's not like I picked up a panda. When I was ten years old, I went hunting black bears with my father. We have successfully hunted them five times to prevent cattle and sheep from being harassed by them. Oh, by the way, I was accidentally hit and killed by a car once. For one, it cost me four thousand dollars to repair the car. Another time, a black bear broke into my lakeside vacation cabin while I was sleeping. Fortunately, he stole the steak and left. Because he was starting to feel protected, he was afraid of getting into trouble, so he stayed. It lasts.”

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What could Suri say? In the end, he only said with emotion: "The ecology of Tennessee is really good."

"Yeah, sometimes the bears hang around the ranch, digging through trash, like stray dogs."

Old Andy cared more about the horse than the cub and told him:

"You lift the black cloth later. Don't rush to open the cage yet. Approach it gently with your hand. It's best to feed it some fresh grass. Wait until it is no longer irritable and then open the cage. Horses are very smart. animal, so it’s easier to accept you.”

A racehorse that has been tamed since childhood is not a wild horse.

The Arabian horse was probably hungry. The long journey had exhausted its energy. When Suri brought fodder, it opened its mouth to eat without any intention of losing its temper.

When he saw Suri leading the colt in front of him, old Andy, who had played with horses all his life, had a look of fondness in his eyes. He stroked the shiny and smooth horse hair and said:

"This kind of good horse was born specifically for the track. It would be too wasteful to use it for farm work. When the time comes, we will arrange a separate stable for it. It is best to find someone to train it from an early age."

Suri nodded:

"The pasture area is so large that it can run freely. We will talk about the competition later, and it is no problem if we don't win prizes. Since I have become a rancher, I really need a good horse. I hope it can adapt to the weather here."