Chapter 442 Klein: I feel so panicked!

Chapter 442 Klein: I feel so panicked!

In the captain's room of the Black Death, Admiral Tracy was choosing a suitable long whip.

Choosing a long whip is also a profound knowledge. First of all, the surface of the long whip should not be too sharp, otherwise it will easily hurt the delicate skin when cutting through clothes.

The most suitable long whip, with appropriate force, can cut through the clothes that are in the way and leave a light red mark on the white and tender skin.

It hurts a little, but it is not the kind of unbearable pain. The slight pain will make people moan beautifully.

"Elaine, how do you think I should discipline you this time?"

Tracy whispered, and the fingertips of her right hand gently touched each long whip, and finally chose a dark black, nearly two-meter-long long whip.

The person who escapes needs a certain lesson, and you can't easily forgive her every time, otherwise she will choose to escape next time.

It's still very interesting to play this game occasionally.

When Tracy had chosen a whip that suited her, there was a knock on the door. "Captain, Elaine has been brought aboard."

"Oh, let her go down and wash herself, and then change into a new set of clothes."

Tracy smiled, put the whip on the table, and then lit a candle.

Sometimes, the dim light of the candle is more mysterious and can cover up some excitement that cannot be told to outsiders.

After finishing these things, she came to sit behind the desk, crossed her slender legs, and the clothes she wore were cooler and more transparent than during the day, and you could vaguely peek into her heart-stirring style.

On the other side, Klein, who pretended to be caught and successfully sneaked into the Black Death, was restraining his deep shame and began to wear women's clothes.

In the original world, there is such a saying that women's clothes can only be worn once and countless times.

Although he didn't think he would be obsessed with this feeling in the future, it felt good to wear women's clothes, very cool, and the feeling of clothes touching the skin was very delicate.

Fortunately, he had practiced the components of women's clothing before, otherwise, he would not be able to dress neatly and not reveal any flaws in this regard.

After changing into women's clothing, Klein came to the full-length mirror and looked at the charming self in the mirror.

Her red hair was loose, her green eyes were shining like gems, and she was wearing a golden red long skirt. The ribbon around her waist was tied into a flower, which was very tight, highlighting the slenderness of her waist as much as possible.

Her face flushed slightly, as if she was shy, but also like she was forced to be angry and helpless.

Klein looked at himself in the mirror. If you really want to count, his appearance as a man dressed as a woman can be ranked in the top three among the women he has met.

Those stubborn and helpless eyes really make people want to conquer and discipline from the bottom of their hearts.

While there is still some time, Klein focused on practicing the emotions in his eyes, trying to fit the role as much as possible to avoid being easily seen through.

Dongdongdong!

There was a knock on the door, and there was a voice urging him from outside. Klein took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and walked out of the room with anger and stubbornness.

The blonde maid glanced at him, raised the handcuffs and said: "Put your hands behind your back, you are a prisoner now!"

"Humph!"

Klein turned around and let the other party handcuff him.

He couldn't help but feel a little strange. He had only seen the handcuffs in some comic books.

After putting on the handcuffs, he came to the captain's room under the guidance of the blonde maid.

"Let her come in alone." There was a voice from the captain's room that didn't have much emotion.

The blonde maid's eyes darkened, pushed open the door, and signaled Klein to walk the last part of the journey alone.

Entering the captain's room, the door was closed again.

Klein walked in on the thick carpet, and with the dim candlelight, he saw the sick lieutenant general Tracy sitting behind the desk.

She wore beige trousers on the lower body and only a white linen shirt on the upper body. She was very beautiful inside. Fortunately, her long black hair covered the most critical part.

It must be said that there is really no ugly person in the Witch Path. Their appearance and charm are not comparable to ordinary people.

The sick lieutenant general Tracy in front of him was also very beautiful, and her beauty was very aggressive, especially the look she cast on him, as if she wanted to tear off his dress and take every inch of his skin into her eyes.

At this moment, Klein thought of another thing instead.

The sick lieutenant general Tracy in front of him should have been a man, and so was he, but two grown men were doing this in a dark room with candlelight and long whips.

Fortunately, there is no UC browser in this world, and no one saw this scene of him wearing women's clothes, otherwise it would definitely become the front page headline tomorrow.

"Come here, do you still need me to go and invite you in person?"

Facing Tracy's commanding words, Klein still stood still, just slightly raised his chin, his eyes slightly red.

Tracy watched for a while, then chose to walk from behind the desk to Klein, staring at her red eyes, "Tell me, how should I punish you this time?"

"Coming back here is the biggest punishment." Klein tried his best to imitate Elaine's tone and emotions.

"Coming back is a punishment?" Tracy reached out and touched Klein's cheek and slid down. Her fingers slid across her collarbone and tended to continue moving down. Her eyes were hazy and her tone was extremely seductive: "Although you resisted at the beginning, in the end, you were always more enthusiastic than me..."

Madam, do you want to listen to what you are saying?

I am still pure, but I cannot understand your ambiguous words.

When Tracy's fingers continued to move down along her collarbone, Klein's left palm strangely pulled out of the handcuffs, grabbed her wrist fiercely, and pulled it down hard!

Take off this powerful extraordinary item from her hand!

Tracy, who had encountered a shocking change, woke up instantly from the haziness in her eyes, but Klein had already taken the lead. She was hit hard in the abdomen, and her body retreated in pain, followed by the sound of gunshots.

Although she dodged in a hurry, her shoulder was still hit, and a string of blood spurted out. She could not suppress her anger and said: "You are not Elaine!"

Klein did not answer, but accelerated his offensive, trying to get rid of this disease vice admiral in a short time.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated the combat power of a pirate general. This disease vice admiral Tracy had other life-saving extraordinary items on her. When she took the opportunity to shout that the enemy was attacking, Klein knew that he should leave.

This is the Black Death. There are at least a dozen Beyonders on board. If they unite, they can keep him on board.

Assassins, if you fail to strike, you should flee immediately.

Klein finally smashed the window and jumped into the sea to leave.

Traumatized, Tracy looked at the direction where Klein fled with sharp eyes.

Did Elaine betray her?

No, she might just be forced.

Thinking of this, the pain and hatred in her heart were mostly dissipated. Then she looked at the first, second, and third mates who rushed into the captain's room and began to assign tasks, while letting the Black Death set sail at a high speed, away from its original location.

…

In the middle of the night, at the private port of Blue Mountain Island, a female figure emerged from the ebb and flow of the tide. It was Klein in Elaine's guise.

Klein walked from the sea to the beach and was about to change his appearance and return to the appearance of Gehrman Sparrow. Suddenly, a voice came from the front.

"Mr. Hasta, look, there seems to be a girl drowning in front."

The crisp and pleasant voice, although a little anxious to rescue someone who fell into the water, is still elegant and calm.

Mr. Hasta?

Klein's heart trembled inexplicably. No way, no way, is there really such a coincidence?

It should be just a coincidence, right?

Klein didn't even have the courage to look up. He just wanted to turn around and leave quickly, soak in the sea water again, and let the tide carry him to other places.

Now, he was wearing a tattered golden red long skirt, and a corner of his top was burned in the battle just now, revealing his crystal white skin, and vaguely visible his considerable breasts.

There was no way, Elaine herself was not small, in order to play this role well, he basically restored every part of his body one to one.

If he was recognized by someone familiar with him, he would be socially dead!

The degree of social death was no less than that of Roselle pretending to be a witch in person.

"..."

Klein pretended not to hear the voice, turned around, and quickened his pace to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute, the wound on your back is cracked and needs treatment. We won't hurt you."

There was a sound of anxious footsteps from behind. Seeing that he couldn't get away smoothly, Klein could only take a deep breath and hope that Mr. Hasta in the previous words was not the Hasta he knew.

When Klein turned his head with all his strength, he saw a familiar figure under the moonlight.

Hasta Campbell!

It was really the young earl of Backlund!

Klein's facial expression froze, and he forced a bitter smile on his face. Now, he could only hope that Hasta didn't recognize his true identity.

"Madam, you are seriously injured. You should get treatment first." Audrey looked at the beautiful girl with tattered clothes and scars with sympathy, and then glanced at Hasta beside her, reminding her with a little dissatisfaction: "Mr. Hasta, staring at a lady in distress like this is not the demeanor of a gentleman."

"Sorry, I just suddenly felt that this beautiful lady in front of me looked very familiar."

Very familiar?

Klein accurately grasped the key point of this sentence and glanced at Hasta. He saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the smile that was about to overflow from his eyes was so obvious.

His heart skipped a beat. Was his identity exposed?

No way?

But why did he feel so panicked!