“…”

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 understand 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 can give you money！”

“Sorry, I don't need it～”

“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 conditions，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 need to worry about death！”

“Okay, it seems that our negotiations 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 can 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, next time 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 m