“…”
看到枪，船长倒是第一时间举起了手，但同时也不太确定的试探着问…
“I actually uand English as well！”
“Fuck！”
一见对方这模样，小记者就知道自己刚刚背了好久的应急阿拉伯短语，意思肯定扯到他吗臂里去了，只能翻着白眼套上救生衣，并拿枪指了指旁边的救生艇…
“You are responsible for rowing！”
“I give you money！”
“Sorry, I don''t ～”
“All right～All right～”
老船长走南闯北这么多年，当然知道不图钱的敌人有多难缠，同样也不想临退休还死的那么憋屈，只能暗骂晦气的掀开外衣，示意自己没有武器，不情不愿的放下救生艇，并在跳上船之后，试着为小命做最后的争取…
“but young man，we may try to talk about the ditions，After all, I don''t want to die yet，what''s your opinion?”
“have you ever done anything wrong?”
一句有没有做过亏心事，直接把老船长问沉默了，小记者却故作不知情的跳上船，一边挥舞着幽灵枪示意赶快划船，一边等待舔吊般的瘫靠在船尾，自顾自说着…
“If you have never done anything bad, then you don''t o worry about death！”
“okay, it seems that otiations have failed～”
老船长倒也是个实在人，自知罪孽深重，便不再多说什么，开始迎着风雨埋头划船，只是偶尔也会看着黑压压的天，唉声叹气两下，似是在悲凉自己这离奇讽刺的结局…
“what is your destination?”
“djibouti port～”
其实小记者很难得有这种被照顾的体验，更何况还是一个老人，这不禁让他想起了曾经在托孤所和老院长的点点滴滴，所以在内心触动之余，毫不犹豫的踹了脚船长的屁股…
“I hope you do it faster，otherwise, a storm will e，we all have to die here～”
“I am already 62 years old！”
明明自己已经干的很卖力了，还无端被人踹一脚，这让老船长很是愤愤不平，但看着对方黑洞洞的枪口，也只能加快手上速度的同时，嘴上解解恨…
“If you pursue speed, You should steal a speedboat, not a damn lifeboat！”
“okay, ime I''ll pay attention～”
见老船长哼哧哼哧的更卖力了，小记者心满意足的咧了咧嘴，不仅没有任何帮忙的意思，连手中的枪也一刻不停的瞄着他的后脑勺，毕竟就算是个老头，也有偷袭的能力…
“but now I need you to work harder，please show me your passion in your work！”
“Fuck！”
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