84th bowl of soup (5)

"Owen! Owen!"

"Owen, come here! Otherwise you will suffer!"

"Owen--"

Even in the kitchen, Qing Huan could hear the disgusting sounds outside. She was slicing vegetables, seeming to treat the meat on the cutting board as the scum on the outside. I shouldn't have gone out just now, at least...I shouldn't have heard those words. Owen has always been the most outgoing and outgoing one on the ship, and no one can think of what terrifying things he has experienced.

It should be... a long time, right? Such scars, if they linger in my heart for so many years.

She decided not to listen anymore. Instead, the slave focused on lunch. If everyone had to eat a double portion as Nick said, then the rice must not be enough now, and another pot would be needed. But there will be no more cooking rice pot. It's better to pancakes, and steam some rice cakes. Time is too late. She has prepared the ingredients long ago. She originally planned to have dinner that night, but now we can only make it in advance.

On the deck, except for Nick holding a weapon, the other three were unarmed. This made the men on the opposite ship roared with laughter: "Look and see, they are going to fight us with their fists!"

"It's so laughable, do you really think you can beat us?" Not to mention the suppression of height, the number of people alone is dozens of times more than them! There are more than two hundred people on this ship! Even with one punch, you can kill these brazen boys!

But of course they are reluctant. After all, there are few women on the sea, and most of the men are big and rough. They can be so delicate and good-looking, and I am sorry if they don't use it as a woman.

Nick's smile was fleeting: "The guy who doesn't live or die."

"It's so funny." Owen suddenly put away the darkness around him, raised his head and smiled happily. "If you die with a smile, it will be more beautiful."

Then they didn't even see how the other party acted. The dozen people on the bow, including the captain, all fell down! Owen stepped on the captain’s chest with one foot. He clearly looked so much thinner than them. He was exactly the same as the helpless kid back then, but he couldn’t push away when he stepped on the body. He even had difficulty breathing and his face was congested. And become extremely bright red.

Owen's smile was as gentle and elegant as ever. He shook his head and said helplessly: "Look, I said, women are much better than men." Especially when thinking of the beautiful and moving Miss Qinghuan, thinking of her gentle smile And that good dish--

"So." The smile disappeared, and the eyes were dark, "you go to die."

He raised his foot high, and then fell down, only to hear the creaking sound of bone cracking, the captain's face was twisted, and it turned out that the neck bone was completely crushed. Owen moved his shoulders and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt. "I don't like to be rough, please forgive me."

This, this is not like being rough? ! What if you like it? What does it have to be like? !

The long jade young man walked towards them with blue eyes and a smile, and the rest of the people backed away in fear, but were attracted by a thick smell of blood. The two blades of Nick's sword were full of blood. At this moment, it was dripping down and the blood gathered into a winding river. They saw the torn apart bodies behind them-all dead, after they were brutalized by Owen. When shocked, the other three! Everyone on their ship has been killed! Don't leave one!

No, perhaps, none of them stayed, but the slaves who were locked in the bottom of the cabin for smuggling were all released, including the woman who was first held and rubbed by the captain. The slaves shrank into a ball and did not dare to move, but there were only a few of them left, and they were surrounded by Owen and others from four directions.

The man in front of Owen smiled again. The man on the left was flexing his muscles and squeaking his fists. The man in the oriental gown on the right was playing with a few sharp scalpels in his hands, complaining in a gentle manner: " Really, all the knives underneath are dirty, and they have just been maintained."

He said that, but quickly shot a knife at a person who was secretly trying to escape. The person screamed and crawled on the ground, then kept bleeding and convulsing, but he couldn't get up anymore.

Behind is Nick with countless blood on the sword. He glanced at Joe coldly and said, "The knife doesn't stain blood. What kind of knife is it called?"

They seem to treat this place as a vegetable market, and don't care how other people think of them. Until this moment, everyone really understood that they were serious when they said that they would kill them in fifteen minutes.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's almost time, go back for lunch!" Lance shook his hand. He likes the feeling of his fist touching the body. One punch is very stable, but the hand will inevitably hurt. Especially a few hard-skinned guys hit several times before they fell.

"Spare! Please spare!"

I don't know who knelt down first, and the others immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, but none of these four people were moved. Nick cast his eyes to Owen, who rubbed his wrist, bent over and took out two guns from his boots. The smile on his face is always the same, it seems that the demon from **** is not him. "boom."

He used his mouth to imitate the sound of shooting. The people on the ground were frightened and sifted, but Owen laughed: "How courageous, I remember you weren't like this before."

"There is so much nonsense, quickly kill and go back to eat." Nick urged impatiently.

"It's Master Captain. Everything is up to you." Owen shrugged. After the gunshot, a small puddle of blood began to spread from the deck. He smiled and put the gun away again and jumped onto the deck. Slyly said: "I am the first to go back."

? ? ? ?

Too bad, right? ? ? ? ?

Are you going to be the shopkeeper in the future? ? ? ? ?

Joe reacted the fastest, he quickly wiped the scalpel clean and chased him up: "Goodbye!"

Lance followed.

Nick, who reacted the slowest, froze in place for three seconds and cursed in a low voice.

The kitchen is already full of steaming and fragrant meals, all of which are very oriental foods. After entering Owen, his eyes lit up: "Miss Qinghuan is awesome! This is really the most delicious food I have ever seen!"

Qing Huan opened the steamer, as if nothing had happened, she didn't know anything, and smiled at him: "Hurry up and wash your hands and get ready to eat."

"Good~~"

After Lance and Joe both returned, she looked behind them curiously—"Where is Nick?"

"Nick said he's not hungry, let's eat first." The answer was a serious Joe.

……really?

Whether it is true or not, they are all looking forward to the meal. Faced with such three pairs of eyes waiting to be fed, Qing Huan really couldn't bear to refuse. When Nick came back after handling the rest of the boat, there was only leftovers left on the table.

He stood at the door of the restaurant, the pressure was terrible. The sharp eyes of the eagle falcon swept over the people present one by one and drew their swords.

"Ah... Nick, you are back. I was a little hungry so I started the meal ahead of time, but don’t worry, I saved a portion for you, so I won’t be hungry!" Qing Huan hurried up to the round and pulled Nick to He sat down at the table and brought out the meal reserved for him.

Owen and others widened their eyes: "!!!"

Nick was proud now, he inserted the knife back, sat down, and deliberately ate slowly in front of Owen and the others. He usually devours meals, but this time he slowed down especially, not only chewing slowly, but also deliberately provoking. Qing Huan felt that they were about to fight, so she spoke first: "Yes, that ship..."

"It's all solved."

"Where are the others on the boat?" Qing Huan kept thinking about the rubbed girl.

"There are people in the slaves who can take the helm, and they can go ashore by themselves." Nick didn't lift his head.

"Clean up?" The person who asked this time was Lance.

"Well, throw it down to feed the fish."

Talking about the corpses.

The sea gives people the most gentle comfort, the craziest wind and waves, and the most unknown existence and disappearance.

Qing Huan didn't think he had heard it at all. Qiao glanced at her and said, "Don't say this in front of Miss Qing Huan."

To put it bluntly, I am still worried about her soft and gentle personality, for fear of being scared by them.

"It's okay, I don't care." She smiled, "They are not good people anyway."

Everyone then remembered that she had been abducted and sold, and they should have a very bad impression of the group of people and snakes. Those people never regarded slaves as human beings. They were used to being arrogant. When they went ashore, they saw young girls with good looks and knocked them unconscious, regardless of the others, and threw them into the sea without knowing how many lives were on their hands. Feeding fish is really their good fortune.

After lunch, everything was calm again. It was rare for Qinghuan to sit on the deck instead of taking a nap. Nick lay not far from her. He seemed to never sleep enough. It seemed that he was too tired in the past, so he lay down when he had time.

The sea breeze was slightly fishy, ​​and Qing Huan closed her eyes and took a deep breath. At this moment, someone sat next to her and opened his eyes to see that it was Owen.

"Why are you here?"

Owen did not answer her, but looked into the distance: "Will Miss Qinghuan look down on me?"

"Ok?"

"I said, Miss Qing Huan would look down on me?" He asked again, "the humble and lowly me in the population."

Qing Huan only felt a slight pain in his heart, "No."

"It's really not easy for people to live." Owen sighed, "I feel wronged and force myself to please and flatter others. It doesn't matter even if it's ruining my body, just to live."

"Is there anything wrong with this?" Qing Huan looked into the distance as he did. The two of them didn't look at each other, but they were talking again. "Does it mean that if you suffer humiliation, you must die? Is that a man of integrity? What's wrong with trying to live?"