Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1798: The Sun Wheel (4)
Chapter 1798 of the sun wheel four
Stop talking. Mutter devoured the rest of the breakfast on his plate a little bit: we gotta get out. The team should have assembled at 8:05, and even if we rush past, the time is very tight.
Mutter has a vague fear in his heart that the Sandstorm Sphinx will sail away without waiting for them. Given his terrible performance on the field yesterday, it's no surprise that the Sphinx will despise him, right? Of course, this is just the idea of the cat boy's own willingness.
Don't worry, you have appendicitis again. Albert put on a pair of jeans casually, and went over naked and stuffed his jersey and other things into his gym bag. The muscles of the orcs are actually extremely difficult to develop, and Albert is not considered strong, strictly speaking, it is just a vague muscle line on his body. Walking on the street with such a naked upper body, Mutter would feel embarrassed.
Are you really going to go out like this? The cat boy can't help but complain: "Would it take you a lot of time to wear a shirt and go?"
The tiger, who was the party involved, was nothing: the clothes he brought over were all tattered during the battle. To find a shirt to wear, he had to go back to my room with Uncle Palamidis, and it was too late. . That's it for now. Anyway, no one will see it in the early morning. Is there a problem, meow?
No problem, the cat boy pouted.
Albert pushed open the door of the luxury suite and snorted in a low voice. After we've assembled, get on Daddy Sphinx's sand boat and slowly change. The boat journey is nearly an hour. Having said that, we are playing against Team Shimiao today?
Angola's Claws. Mutter's expression sank: It's a very strange team, the previous results were very mediocre, but this year's league results have improved by leaps and bounds, always beating its opponents by a small margin. I don't know if all of this was the result of Angola's game manipulation, but the team felt a little unfathomable. I've watched footage of their previous games, but I can't always see how strong this team is.
Like a previous team
I also think someone is running the team behind the scenes. The cat boy glanced back at the room, checked that all electrical appliances were turned off, and the fire was out, before he stepped out of the threshold with one leg. His gaze subconsciously stayed on the microwave for a tenth of a second longer, and he couldn't help but feel irritable.
The Big Underworld's name popped into Albert's mind when he heard that someone was rigging the game. As Daddy Sphinx's nemesis, Set, who is also a character full of mysteries, will never let the Sandstorm Sphinx team advance smoothly. Only God knows how many dirty little tricks Seth has done behind his back.
Mutter remained silent during the elevator ride, and even seemed to tremble slightly. Albert didn't say anything, just let one minute of elevator time pass. Even after so many incidents, the cat boy's claustrophobia has not been cured. He must be very uncomfortable in such a narrow space.
It's so slow. After arriving at the basement of the Cairo Hotel, Captain Shiloma gave the tiger man and the cat man a blank look, and pointed at his watch: I'm still thinking, if you come over a minute later, we'll just leave you behind Sail away.
The result still has to wait for us hehehe. Albert said with a hippy smile.
Well, I'm very sorry, Siloma captain Mutter apologized in a low voice while boarding the ship: It was all because of my dereliction of duty yesterday that the team almost lost
We won anyway, so that's fine. The tiger man Shiloma walked to the deck with a look of disapproval. In fact, he also had some minor injuries, and the bandages on his arms had not been removed. The quarterback is responsible for pitching, and he is also the commander of the entire team. The injury on Shiloma's arm is likely to evolve into the key to the outcome of today's game. In short, the situation is very bad.
Everyone is here, let's go out. Shiloma said to the walkie-talkie.
Rumble, rumble, rumble, the sand boat started, and there was a loud mechanical sound in the shaking. The sand boat departed from Father Sphinx's private dock and soon arrived in the sandy sea outside Cairo. It drove southwestward, straight into the endless sand dunes of the Sahara Desert.
Where are the others? After the ship set sail, Mutter asked curiously. In his memory, many main players were injured to varying degrees in yesterday's game, and the players on the offensive and defensive lines were inevitably seriously injured. What he is most worried about is Gusta, who is a center and blocks the center of the offensive and defensive line.
Everyone else is resting in the cabin. Yesterday's game was like that, and today's game is expected to be even tighter, so everyone should try their best to take every minute and every second of rest time. Shiloma grinned and said: "You also go to lie down in the cabin, there is still juice supply in the cabin. Wake you up in an hour.
No, I actually meant to say that Mutter didn't enter the cabin, but stayed on the deck to breathe and enjoy the scenery. The cabins of the sandboat are cramped, which is not a pleasant experience for a claustrophobic cat boy. But after thinking about it, Mutter changed his mind immediately: I'd better go and take a look. Where is Mr. Gusta's cabin?
4 cabins on the second floor. The tiger man Shiloma continued to sneer: The dead fat man is probably asleep now, and even if he goes to visit him, he may not be able to wake up.
Nevertheless, go see it. Mutter didn't say this, he said goodbye to Captain Shiloma in a hurry, and walked into the cabin.
Aren't you going? Shiloma originally thought that Albert would follow him, but he didn't expect the tiger man youth to just watch the cat man boy leave, but he didn't move on the deck, so he couldn't help but be a little curious.
Is that kid going to someone else to apologize? Albert shrugged: Then let him go alone. If I follow along, the atmosphere will become even more awkward. And
Albert looked serious and looked at quarterback Shiloma: I have something I want to ask you.
Oh? The tiger man Shiloma seemed to have long expected that Albert would talk to him, and grinned mysteriously.
In the cabin.
Anyone? Mutter knocked gently on the door: Mr. Gusta, are you asleep?
No one responded. There was a snoring sound in the cabin, and it was estimated that Gusta was sleeping soundly inside. The door was closed, but it was not locked at all. When Mutter knocked on the door, he inadvertently let the door squeak open a small crack, and he could see the situation in the cabin a little. But Mutter still didn't peek into the cabin out of respect. He thought that Gusta, who was sleeping soundly, probably didn't like being disturbed, so he had to retreat temporarily.
It was supposed to be like this.
Boom! However, Mutter just turned around and wanted to leave, when there was a sudden muffled sound of heavy objects hitting the floor in the cabin, which startled the cat boy.
Mr. Gusta? Mutter then turned his head curiously and asked.
There is no response from the cabin.
The cat boy has a bad premonition. He began to speculate in the bad direction. The sound just now sounded like the sound of a heavy object hitting a person. Could it be that Gusta was stabbed while sleeping, and his life is now hanging by a thread? ! Judging from Gusta's undefended attitude that he does not lock the door when he sleeps, he really may be assassinated! Mutter didn't want to disturb Gusta's rest, but he was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, if Gusta was really stabbed and Mutter did not stop it in time, the problem would be serious!
Mr. Gusta, how are you? ! The cat man boy rushed into the room of the tiger man Gusta without hesitation.
Different from Mutter's expectations. In fact, there is no one else in the room, and there will be no assassins to assassinate Gusta. The tiger man was just drowsy and had a bad sleep. The thud just now was actually the sound he made when he fell off the bed. Even now, the tiger man wearing only a pair of pants is still lying on the ground and continues to sleep, only one of his legs is still on the edge of the bed, and he himself is pulling the quilt that is still on the bed with one hand, just casually covering it on his shoulders, Continue to sleep soundly.
Unbelievable. Mutter muttered. This is the first time the cat boy boy has seen a guy who sleeps like this. Even Albert, who was in the same room as Mutter, slept poorly, but it didn't seem to be so bad that if the tiger fell off the bed, at least he would wake up and climb back to the bed to continue sleeping. Now Gusta is acting like a total rude hooligan
Well, a cat boy like you who catches a cold said so. Although it is inconvenient to wake up Gusta in the past~IndoMTL.com~ and it is impossible to move such a big man from the floor back to the bed, Mutter still reaches out and pulls the quilt over the bed so that it can better cover the tiger man. on the body.
Is that all right? Mutter withdrew his hand and was about to leave.
I didn't expect Gusta to grab Mutter's kitten paw with one hand: No! Leia, don't leave me!
Huh? ! This sudden shock caused the cat boy boy to break out into a cold sweat. You must know that he is a long way from Gusta. He just reached out and helped the tiger man to cover the quilt. He did it with Mutt's special ability that his arms can be stretched at will. Gusta is generally unaware that someone is approaching him.
Don't, don't, Mr. Gusta! You hurt me! Mutter tried to retract his hand, but Gusta gripped it tightly, his big hand gripping the Catman boy's wrist like a pair of iron pliers. Mutter's arm was extended using the rubber-like ability to stretch and shorten at will. Because the muscles were stretched unscientifically, when the arm was retracted, there would be a lack of strength, so I am afraid that it would not be able to break free from the opponent's grasp.
Leia Leia! Don't go! I won't let you go again! Gusta didn't hear Mutt's words at all, and just continued to murmur. Only then did Mutter understand that the tiger man didn't wake up at all, he was just dreaming.