Chapter 1798 The Glory of the World to the Sun (4)
"Stop talking." Mutt gulped down the remaining breakfast on the plate: "We have to leave quickly. The team should gather at 8:05. Even if we rush there now, time is very tight."
Mutt had a vague fear in his heart, fearing that the people from the Sandstorm Sphinx would sail away without waiting for them. In view of the poor performance of the cat boy on the field yesterday, the people from the Sphinx would
Isn't it surprising that you dislike him? ------Of course, this is just the wishful thinking of the cat boy.
"Don't worry, you may get appendicitis again." Albert casually put on a pair of jeans, went over with his upper body bare and stuffed his jersey and other things into his sports bag. The muscles of the orcs are actually extremely difficult to build, Albert
It's not that he's strong. Strictly speaking, he just has some faint muscle lines on his body. If such a "macho man" with his upper body exposed walks on the street, even Mutt who is walking with him will feel embarrassed.
"Are you really going to go out like this?" The cat boy couldn't help but complain, "Will it take you a lot of time to put on a shirt before leaving?"
Tiger, who was involved in the incident, said as if nothing had happened: "The clothes I brought here have all become tattered in the battle. If I want to find a shirt to wear, I have to go back to Uncle Paramedes and I's room. We don't have enough time. For the time being.
That's it. ------No one will see it this early in the morning anyway. Is there a problem?"
"No problem..." the cat boy pouted and said.
Albert pushed open the door to the luxury suite and muttered in a low voice. "After we gather together, we can board Father Sphinx's sand boat and then slowly change clothes. The boat trip takes nearly an hour."
By the way, are we competing against the Shimiao team today?"
"Angola Giants." Mutter's expression darkened: "It is a very strange team. Its past results have been very mediocre. However, this year's league results have improved by leaps and bounds. They always beat their opponents by a slim margin. I don't know.
Is all this the result of the Angola team manipulating the game, but this team is a bit unfathomable. I have watched the videos of their previous games, but I can't always see where this team is strong."
"It's very similar to a previous team..."
"I also think someone is manipulating this team behind the scenes." The cat boy glanced back at the room, checked that all electrical appliances were turned off and the fire was extinguished, and then he stepped one leg out of the threshold. His
My eyes subconsciously stayed on the microwave oven for a tenth of a second longer, and I couldn't help feeling irritated.
Seth, the boss of the underworld------Hearing that someone was manipulating the game, Albert's name naturally popped up in his mind. As the old enemy of the Sphinx, Seth was also a
A character full of mysteries will never allow the Sandstorm Sphinx to advance smoothly. Only God knows how many dirty tricks Seth has done behind the scenes.
During the elevator ride, Mutt remained silent and even seemed to be shaking slightly. Albert didn't say anything and just let the one minute of elevator time pass. Even after so many incidents, Cat Man
The boy's claustrophobia has not yet 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 Hiloma gave the tiger man and cat man a blank look, pointed at his watch: "I'm still thinking, you guys can come here in one minute."
, we will just abandon you and sail away."
"In the end, we still have to wait for us, hehehe." Albert said with a playful smile.
"Um, I'm very sorry, Captain Shiloma..." Mutt apologized in a low voice while boarding the ship: "It was all because of my negligence yesterday that the team almost lost..."
"Anyway, we won in the end, so that's fine." Tigerman Siroma walked to the deck with a disapproving look. In fact, he also had some minor injuries, and the bandages on his arms had not been removed yet. The quarterback was
He is responsible for pitching and is also the commander of the entire team. The injury on Shiloma's arm may very well become the key to the outcome of today's game. All in all, the situation is very bad.
"Everyone is here, let's go." Hiloma said into the intercom.
Rumble, rumble, rumble------The sand boat started to move, making a noisy mechanical sound amid the shaking. The sand boat set off from Daddy Sphinx's private dock and soon arrived in the sand sea on the outskirts of Cairo.
It drove southwest, straight into the endless sand dunes of the Sahara Desert.
"Where are the others?" Mutter asked curiously after the boat set sail. In his memory, many main players suffered injuries to varying degrees in yesterday's game, and players on the offensive and defensive lines were inevitably injured.
It's very heavy. What he is most worried about is Gusta, who is the center and blocks the center of the offensive and defensive lines.
"Everyone else is resting in the cabin. After yesterday's game, today's game is probably going to be even tighter, so everyone is trying their best to seize every minute and every second of rest time." Hiloma said with a grin.
: "You guys should go and lie down in the cabin. There is juice supply in the cabin. I'll wake you up in an hour."
"No, I actually ------" Mutt originally wanted to say that he would not enter the cabin, but stay on the deck to get some air and enjoy the scenery. The cabins of sand ships are all small and small, which is not suitable for a claustrophobic cat boy.
It was not a pleasant experience. But after a second thought, Mutt immediately changed his mind: "I'd better go over and have a look. Where is Mr. Gusta's cabin?"
"The A-4 cabin on the second floor." The tiger man Shiloma continued to sneer: "That damn fat guy is probably sleeping now. Even if I go to visit him, he may not wake up."
Despite this, I still wanted to go take a look. Mutt did not say this, and hurriedly said goodbye to Captain Hiloma and walked into the cabin.
"Aren't you going?" Hiloma originally thought that Albert would follow, but she didn't expect that the tiger man youth just watched the cat man boy leave without moving at all on the deck, and she couldn't help but be a little curious.
"That kid went to find someone else to apologize, right?" Albert shrugged: "Then let him go alone. If I follow, the atmosphere will become even more embarrassing. And------
"
Albert showed a serious face and looked at quarterback Hiloma: "I have something to ask you."
"Oh?" The tiger man Siroma seemed to have expected that Albert would talk to him, so he grinned mysteriously.
Inside the cabin.
"Is there anyone there?" Mutt knocked lightly on the door: "Mr. Gusta, are you asleep?"
No one responded. There was a snoring sound in the cabin, and Gusta was probably sleeping soundly inside. The door was ajar, but in fact it was not locked at all. When Mutt knocked on the door, he inadvertently let the door creak.
A small slit was opened, and the situation inside the cabin could be seen a little. But Mutt did not peek into the cabin out of respect. He thought that Gusta, who was sleeping soundly, probably didn't like to be disturbed, so he had to step back temporarily.
.
That's how it should be.
Boom! But just as Mutt turned around and wanted to leave, there was suddenly a dull sound of heavy objects falling on the floor in the cabin, which startled the cat-man boy.
"Mr. Gusta?" Mutt turned his head curiously and asked.
There was no response from the cabin.
The cat boy had a bad premonition. He began to speculate in the wrong direction. The sound just now sounded like the sound of a heavy object hitting a person. Could it be that Gusta was being raped while he was sleeping?
Assassination, is your life hanging by a thread right now?! (Judging from Gusta’s undefended attitude of not locking the door while sleeping, he may really be assassinated!) Mutter originally didn’t want to disturb Gusta’s rest.
, but don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected. If Gusta was really assassinated and Mutt didn’t stop it in time, the problem would be serious!
"Mr. Gusta, are you okay?!" The cat boy rushed into the room of the tiger man Gusta without hesitation.
It was different from what Mutt expected. There was no one else in the room, and there would be no assassins coming to assassinate Gusta. The tiger man was just sleepy and in a bad state of sleep. The thud just now was actually from him falling off the bed.
The sound he made when he came down. Even now, the tiger man wearing only a pair of underpants is still lying on the ground and continuing to sleep. Only one of his legs is still on the edge of the bed; while he is holding the quilt still on the bed with one hand.
Just put it on your shoulders and continue to sleep soundly.
"Unbelievable." Mutt muttered. It was the first time for the cat-man boy to see a guy with such a different sleep state. Even Albert, who lived in the same room with Mutt, also had a bad sleep state, but it seemed that
It's not that bad - if the tiger fell from the bed, he would at least wake up and crawl back to bed to continue sleeping. Now Gusta is acting like a rough gangster...
"Well, you'll catch a cold like this..." the cat boy said. Although it was inconvenient to wake up Gusta, and it was impossible to move such a big man from the floor back to the bed, Mutt still reached over and lifted the quilt on the bed.
Pull it over and let it cover the tiger man's body better.
Is that okay...? Mutt retracted his hand and was about to leave.
"Huh?!" This sudden shock scared the cat-man boy into a cold sweat. You must know that he is some distance away from Gusta. He just reached out to cover the big tiger-man with the quilt. Mutt himself could stretch his arms at will.
This is achieved through his special abilities. Gusta usually won't notice anyone approaching him.
"Don't, don't do this, Mr. Gusta!... You're hurting me!" Mutt tried to retract his hand, but Gusta's grip was quite tight, and his big hand clamped the cat boy's hand like an iron plier.
Wrist. Mutt's arm is extended using the rubber-like ability to expand and contract at will. Because the muscles are unscientifically stretched, there will be a lack of strength when retracting the arm, so I'm afraid it will be impossible to break free from the opponent's grasp.
"Leya...Leya...! Don't leave!...I won't let you leave again!" Gusta didn't hear Mutt's words at all, and just continued in a whisper. Only then did Mutt understand that the tiger man