On the deck, Gro was knocked to the ground by a sudden punch, and stood up unsteadily, with a look of confusion and disbelief on his face. He stared at Morton in front of him, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and murmured: "You... how dare you hit me?"
"It's all... you forced me." Morton said, his voice a little weak.
Some identity deterrents and psychological fears cannot be easily eliminated. Even if he really punched Gro in anger, he still felt a little panicked when he saw Gro's eyes.
Groke didn't care this time. He was furious at this moment. He roared deep in his throat, stamped his feet violently, and rushed towards Morton fiercely.
Whether he is a prince or not, he has dignity. Morton hit him and he had to pay it back.
With a "bang", Morton was thrown to the deck. Grot rode up, clenched his fist and hit Morton hard on the face, hard.
"Bang bang bang!"
The punches hit the flesh, and half a minute later, Morton was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
The strong pain stimulated Morton, who burst into anger again, struggled with his body, and tried to overturn Gro to fight back.
"Bang bang bang!"
Groh pounded Morton, wheezing and pounding.
Morton, on the other hand, was like a maggot, twisting and turning, and suddenly with a sudden force, he broke away from Gro's control and successfully stood up.
Morton's face had completely changed, and he was gritting his teeth, ready to take revenge.
Suddenly, there was a soft "bang" sound, and Pandora, who was taking a nap on the suitcase, was awakened. She jumped off the suitcase and walked between Gro and Morton with a frown.
Gro had his eyebrows raised, showing no signs of weakness, and was ready to continue teaching Morton a lesson. But after seeing Pandora, his expression instantly became peaceful.
"Uh, um..." Gro turned around suddenly, stepped forward, and slid to the edge of the deck as if nothing had happened, looking at the scenery on the shore.
Morton was confused, shouted "Don't run", and chased towards Gro. On the way, he saw Pandora blocking the way, and he waved his hand and was about to push it aside.
Then…
Just as he waved his hand out...
A crisp sound of "click" resounded throughout the deck.
Morton's expression changed instantly. One moment he was extremely angry, and the next moment he was in extreme pain. The muscles on his face were directly twisted together, his eyes were widened, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".
His arm was broken, apparently for the first time in his life, hanging limply on his chest. This unprecedented experience made Morton almost collapse, and he moved desperately to one side on the deck, as if preparing to throw away the arm that did not look like his, and at the same time let out a sharp scream: "Help! Help!"
Pandora frowned and looked at Morton, as if thinking about how to make him shut up.
Richard raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head and looked to one side, thinking in his mind: This look might attract people from the White Stone Tower.
As soon as Richard finished thinking, the people from the White Stone Tower appeared.
A young man wearing a black robe hurriedly walked up from the cabin below the deck, walked up to Morton, glanced at Morton and said seriously: "I am the direct student that Mr. Seaver just accepted, and I am responsible for management. Some order on the ship. Isn't it clear that fighting is not allowed on the ship? You... what's going on? "
"This... Sir, it wasn't me who was fighting, it was a group of them who attacked me. Yes, they attacked me for no reason, saying that I stole their exam exemption certificate, but I didn't steal it at all." Morton cried.
"Huh?" The young man who came out frowned, "Them?"
"Yes, that's them." Morton quickly reached out and pointed to Gro, then Pandora. Finally, thinking that Richard and Gro had been together, his fingers stayed on Richard's body for half a second.
The young man looked at Richard and his party in the direction Morton pointed, and then was slightly startled.
Their eyes met in mid-air, and the atmosphere quickly changed.
"Is it you?!"
"Well, it's us." Richard said, his eyes flashing slightly, already thinking about something, "So there are two high-level talents, and the remaining one is you..."
"Well, actually... I don't know about talent or anything. It was Teacher Xifu who told me, and he accepted me as his direct disciple. Actually, I have to thank you that day, otherwise... I wouldn't have interacted with Teacher Xifu. ..." the young man said.
Morton, who was groaning in pain on the deck, was stunned, staring at the young man with wide eyes, and felt a chill.
This... something seems wrong. This seems to be different from the scene he imagined...
"This... this sir..." Next to the young man, Morton said in a weak voice, "this sir, they... they just attacked me... you..."
The young man turned around and looked at Morton, his eyes flickered, then he lowered his face and asked aloud: "What's your name?"
"My name is Morton." Morton said honestly, adding at the end, "I am from the Pangbo family."
"Huh? The Pangbo family?" The young man's expression suddenly dropped, "Do you... have a cousin, or similar relative, named Hilde Pangbo?"
"Well, yes, he is very close to me. Do you know him?" Morton suddenly felt a little hopeful.
"Of course I know him, I will never forget him." The young man's face was already dark.
"Uh..." Morton felt like he had misunderstood something and made an explanation that he shouldn't have. That…
"..." The young man looked at Morton and opened and closed his mouth.
Morton didn't hear clearly: "Huh? What did you say?"
"I said, no fighting!" The young man almost shouted, and then kicked out hard, hitting Morton between the legs.
"No fighting! Bang!"
"No fighting! Bang!"
"No fighting! Bang!"
"No fighting allowed..."
"Bang bang bang..."
The young man kicked once, twice, three times... The kicks made Morton curl up, twitch all over, and foam at the mouth...
After a long time, the young man finished the kicking, gasped and pointed at the confused Morton, and said to everyone on the deck: "I warn you again, no fighting is allowed on the ship, otherwise you will be like him!"
Everyone was silent and confused: since fighting is not allowed, why should only Morton be punished as punishment? From a certain perspective, Morton is the victim, right
Everyone couldn't understand, but they didn't dare to refute. The black robe worn by young people is a symbol of status and rights.
The young man took a long breath, then looked at Richard and his group with a somewhat relaxed expression, and said: "Anyway, thank you. By the way, let me introduce myself. My name is Martin Luther King. I have a problem on the ship. If you want, you can come to me."
"Martin Luther King?" Richard's eyes flashed.
"What, is there a problem?"
"No problem." Richard shook his head and said, "I just think your name is very good. It is somewhat similar to John Calvin Joe, another highly talented person."
"Is there any?" Luther was slightly confused, but he didn't think there was any similarity.
At this time, a voice came from below the cabin, shouting: "Luther, come here and take care of this place!"
Luther's expression changed slightly.
"Senior Demi called me. I'm leaving now. We'll talk when we have a chance. Anyway, thank you and goodbye." As Luther spoke, he hurriedly walked towards the cabin below the deck. Before leaving the deck, he didn't forget to face The people on the deck shouted again: "No fighting! No matter what the reason is, if there is a fight, both parties will be severely punished!"
Morton: "Well..."
…
"Creak, creak, creak", the wooden boat successfully lifted anchor, adjusted its direction, left the port, and sailed along the Emerald River towards the estuary.
Somewhere on the shore, a man in black robes appeared, looking at the wooden boat, and said to himself: "It's a bit interesting. But, that's all. Just wait, you... are all going to hell." of… "
On the deck of the wooden ship, Richard turned his head and looked at one place, looked for a while, and then looked away.
"Is it an illusion?" Richard said to himself.
The wooden boat moved forward at full speed...