In the offshore waters of Jamaica, beautiful coral reefs can be seen everywhere. The rocks on the seabed are covered with seashells, colorful nautiluses are slowly squirming, and various kinds of swimming fish are weaving flowing brocades. Everything is beautiful. Of course, there are some dangerous hidden caves in the coral reefs. A soft tentacle will suddenly stretch out from the cave, sucking in the swimming fish or other marine life, and eating even the bones. The people living there are ugly. octopus.
Drug trafficker Mike is used to a life of debauchery. In order to seek dangerous and terrifying excitement and vent his hatred, he spent a lot of money to buy an octopus and named it Ron. It is said that a woman named Ron cheated on him, hence his name. Mike had a strange idea. He used super cement and iron bars to seal Ron the Octopus in a solid underwater cave. Mike admired his masterpiece very much, and the next step was to implement his plan.
Octopus Ron is 1.5 meters long and weighs 500 kilograms. Its tentacles are 4.5 meters long, and there are 250 suction cups in the shape of hemispherical caps inside the tentacles. Once the suckers suck something, they will be rolled into the huge mouth like a bony parrot's beak. Its bony tongue has several rows of sharp teeth, which can be rolled up like a razor and cut off a large piece of the animal in its mouth. Octopus Ron is a huge creature and consumes a lot of food every day.
Mike goes into the water every day wearing an oxygen mask, carrying a large ball of bright red beef on the harpoon, and goes to the iron fence to tease the octopus and watch how it stretches out its tentacles to beg for food from him. It's not enough to stretch out one tentacle, you will definitely not get any scraps of meat, nor are two tentacles. Only when all eight tentacles are stretched out, dancing like a mad woman's long hair, will Mr. Mike feel a little happy and bring the beef closer. The tip of the longest tentacle of an octopus. But when the suction cups of the tentacles quickly turned to the beef, Mr. Mike used the jet diving device on his back to retreat far away, leaving only the smell of beef near the iron fence that made the octopus salivate. When Ron the Octopus retracted his tentacles back into the cave in disappointment, Mr. Mike quickly brought the beef over to tease him. In short, only when he is exhausted from playing and laughing so much that the oxygen mask is about to fall off, he will give the beef a hard shake and let it fall near the iron gate. At this time, Octopus Ron had almost no appetite to eat the big ball of beef. Mike was very satisfied. Seeing Ron the Octopus's depressed look, he felt relieved. He thought of that woman.
After a while, Ron the octopus lost weight quickly, almost 10 kilograms lighter. He seemed to understand that he could not survive on the big ball of beef that Mr. Mike gave him every afternoon. Decide to hunt your own food.
At first, it lay focused on the iron fence, extending its octagonal tentacles, trying to catch every fish swimming through the cave. But unfortunately, its eyes are on the top of its forehead, and the further its tentacles extend, the less it can see its prey. It retracted its four tentacles at once, but this still didn't work. The iron fence was like a bloody mouth. Who dared to approach easily? It's still hungry. Octopus Ron retracted two tentacles, leaving the last two tentacles outside the iron fence, ready to catch prey swimming over at any time. Several days passed and it still couldn't catch any prey. Ron the octopus seemed to gradually realize the danger of the imprisoned environment. He stretched out his tentacles, grabbed the nearby seaweed, stirred up the sand, covered up the outline of the iron fence and concrete components, and buried the last tentacle deeply in the sea. Under the sand. Wait patiently for the opportunity.
This trick worked. A big fish that loves to eat seaweed swam over stupidly. Suddenly, a ball of sand flew up, and the tentacles with countless suction cups suddenly wrapped around the body of the big fish, and immediately sent it to the iron fence. The terrifying parrot beak poked out, and with just one mouthful, the big fish was sucked away. The fish bites in two.
Octopus Ron caught this big herbivorous fish one after another with one arm, and soon he was half full. Soon, its one arm caught some other daredevils... They were not herbivorous fish, but they were deceived by the camouflage outside the cave. In this way, Octopus Ron completely got rid of the threat of hunger. Soon it regained its weight and gained new vitality. In this imprisoned cave, it might be able to grow to 700 kilograms, 800 kilograms, or even 1,000 kilograms.
The problem is that it is becoming less and less interested in Mr. Mike's teasing every day.
Mr. Mike still dives down every afternoon and picks up a large piece of bright red beef with a harpoon, but he can never see the eight tentacles of the octopus dancing like a crazy woman's hair, nor can he follow the octopus. He came to play a game of chase. Mike was very angry, and tossing Ron the octopus was part of his life. The quieter the octopus Ron was, the more anxious and restless Mike became, even furious. Mike became cold and vicious. He increased the amount of beef again and again, but still had no obvious effect. Finally, he decided that the seaweed at the entrance of the iron gate was blocking Ron the Octopus' view, so he decided to do a big cleanup.
He used a harpoon to remove the seaweed farther away first, and then took the risk to remove the seaweed close to the iron fence. After half a day, the surrounding area became much tidier, and nothing unusual happened. He stood on the seabed to rest for a while, preparing to get closer. Clear away all the seaweed at the entrance to the coral rock cave. Suddenly, the sand on the soles of his feet started to move, and with a burst of sand turning up, his body was caught in something, spinning like a pen in the sea water. Mr. Mike immediately understood that he had been fooled by Octopus Ron. He immediately took out the dagger he carried and cut off Octopus Ron's arm. By the time the octopus extended its other tentacles, Mr. Mike had already pressed the jet device. , swam away quickly.
Mike did not go into the sea for three days in a row. The injured octopus starved for three days. Although its wound healed, its anger did not subside at all. It waited intently for the person who tormented it, as if swearing that it would take revenge.
On the afternoon of the fourth day, Mr. Mike dived down again carrying a bloody ball of beef. Ron the octopus couldn't bear his hunger, nor could he suppress his anger, so he pressed his body against the iron fence. Stretch out the tentacles and grab it forward fiercely, and the big lump of beef will fall off the fork tip and enter its huge mouth in the blink of an eye.
Everything is back to how it was before, except that Ron the Octopus has one less tentacle. Mike felt that this was a lesson to Ron the Octopus. If you try to make trouble with your master, you will never get any good results. He dived down every day, and when he found seaweed near the iron fence, he removed it. Soon there was no seaweed around the iron fence anymore.
However, he didn’t know one of Octopus Ron’s secrets. The octopus is not a low-level marine animal. Although it is very docile, it can also hold grudges. Only fishermen who have been dealing with octopuses for generations will know that octopuses have endless tricks! Usually, as long as the deep sea undercurrent brings a little seaweed, it will stretch out its tentacles and catch them in the cave. Before long, the cave has already A lot of seaweed was stored, enough to camouflage the iron fence perfectly. Whenever Mr. Mike is about to dive into the water, he cleverly and instinctively rolls in all the seaweed at the entrance of the hole, then dances his seven tentacles, pretending to be impatient and begging for the bloody beef.
Mr. Mike is very satisfied with the performance of Ron the octopus. It is as obedient as before. Even better! Mike sneered, can you escape my grasp? After Mr. Mike left, Ron the Octopus rolled out some seaweed hidden in the cave and buried it in the sand at the entrance of the cave. Then he rolled out some more and wrapped the iron fence in the fluttering seaweed. Mr. Mike thought the octopus was exhausted from hunger, but in fact, it was getting stronger day by day. It was waiting, waiting patiently, its eyes a hundred times colder than Mike's.
This afternoon, Mr. Mike used a harpoon to carry a large ball of bloody beef into the water as usual. However, when he came to the iron gate of the coral cave, he did not see the tentacles of the octopus sticking out. The seaweed around him was also bare, the sand on the seabed was also bare, and the surroundings were silent. Yesterday, its seven tentacles stretched out early and danced non-stop, eating beef as soon as it was rolled in. Why is there no movement today? Did Ron the Octopus starve to death? Mr. Mike felt a little regretful at this time. If he gave the octopus more food, it would not starve to death and he could play with it for a few more days.
He lowered his harpoon and walked slowly towards the iron fence. There was a lot of sand piled next to the iron fence, and it was piled up to one-third of the height of the fence. It looked like a newly dug grave, which was eerie and scary.
Where does this sand come from? Did it come from undercurrent? It looks like the octopus is dead, otherwise its tentacles will always flatten the sand outside the iron gate... Mr. Mike was still thinking, and suddenly, a tentacle covered with suckers stretched out from under the sand and rolled violently. He caught him and dragged him towards the gloomy iron gate. Mike instinctively drew out his dagger, preparing to cut off the tentacle in front of him again, but this time, there were three tentacles lurking under the sand! The other two also quickly stretched out and wrapped around Mr. Mike's hand. Another tentacle stretched out from the iron grille and wrapped around Mr. Mike's hand. Another tentacle protruded from the iron grille and took off his oxygen mask. Then, two other tentacles lifted him and brought him to the huge bony mouth. A strong fishy smell hit my nose. Mr. Mike's eyes widened with horror. He saw several rows of sharp teeth on the octopus's tongue. He even saw the shadow of the death devil. At this moment, Ron the Octopus closed his sharp mouth and bit Mr. Mike's neck with a click.
Octopus Ron finally got his revenge.
Is this it~