Gray took the initiative to stand up and spoke to the people next to him knowingly.

"There is no child. Have you seen the child?"

The passenger he called shook his head in panic, curled up and took two steps back, and huddled with the people next to him, causing a panicked scuffle.

Because everyone can see that the double-barreled shotgun in the captain's hand has been aimed at the first bird without hesitation, ready to pull the trigger at any time and use bullets to greet the guy who doesn't know what to say.

"Shut up and roll over to the wall."

Gray had no choice but to do so angrily.

The old sea dog's dim eyes were confused for a while, and he raised his knife and shouted to the passengers gathered together: "Did you hear that? If the captain said there are children, they must be there. Search them out quickly! Otherwise, I will kick you all off the ship!"

Gray on the side squinted furtively, leaned his body against the wall of the ship, raised his hands in the air and performed a French military salute, trying his best to show that he was not a threat.

From his point of view, he could see several passengers in the back row huddled up while trying to shield the mother with her child, like magnets attracting iron sand, layer upon layer covering one corner of the ship.

The captain holding the pipe in his mouth smiled scornfully, and slowly lowered the barrel of the gun in his hand, "Maybe I heard wrong, old sea dog, please come back, I have a new task for you..."

He stood up and opened the cabin door behind him with his fingers, making a "dong-dah-dah" sound.

"...You can throw this guy on the ground with only one breath left. Maybe it will produce some magic effect and make the child I want out of thin air..."

A second after the knock on the door, a violent noise suddenly sounded on the deck, as if some unknown entity was violently attacking the closed iron door.

But this attack did not last too long, and the being outside the door lost its patience and turned into hoarse roars and bites, as if it was madly attacking the source of the sound with its claws and teeth.

The resulting vibration caused the stranded ship to shake violently, as if it was about to capsize at any time in an unknown attack. It was like waves, one after another, just like the mood of the bloodless passengers in the cabin...

"There! I saw the child at the very back!"

A bald passenger finally broke down, covered his face and said to the captain, "Stop knocking! Stop knocking! Please, stop knocking!"

A middle-aged woman next to him suddenly pushed him and shouted angrily: "Do you know what you are doing! Bastard!"

The bald passenger said desperately: "Then do you know where we are? How long can we survive?! No matter what we sacrifice, we must protect Mr. Sionnis! Only he can save us now!"

The old sea dog looked at these people with some confusion, as if he couldn't figure out why the passengers who had been so rigid just now suddenly started fighting among themselves after the captain said something. But he faithfully carried out the master's order, dangled the handle of the knife, and picked apart one by one.

From the crowded crowd, a thin passenger was pulled out.

"Release your hands and let me see what's in the bag!"

The thin passenger's face instantly turned livid, and the veins on his hands were bulging, but they were still no match for the strength of the old sea dog. His eyes were like hooks, searching for anchors willing to help - but the passengers around him were silent and looked at the middle-aged man lying on the ground.

After that, they all lowered their eyelids.

"There's nothing! There's really nothing in there!"

He was like a hound that had discovered its prey in a burrow, shouting and screaming to scare the prey, and spread its inner ecstasy to all around.

The old sea dog lifted a large travel bag high above his head and replied to the captain, "There is indeed a problem!"

"Look! A sleeping child!"

The captain stood up expressionlessly, pointed his gun at Gray, "Very good, there is something hidden about me on the ship..."

"You must know that I am the captain, and this captain obeys me...Old sea dog, since there are extra people on the ship, please teach the disobedient passengers a lesson..."

The old sea dog volunteered and said, "Captain, I'm going to tie up this little guy and his family! Give him some color and see!"

The captain ignored it and said to himself.

"Throw the child out."

The captain's words were as easy as throwing a ball of paper in his hand. The captain's words swept through every inch of the air in the cabin, adding a chill to the invisible things inhaled into the lungs.

The bald man opened and closed his mouth blankly in shock. The passengers were still staring and could not wake up. The thin passengers had already fallen to the dirty floor of the cabin, stirring up an alarming amount of dust.

Even the old sea dog didn't seem to hear the order clearly, "Captain, you... what did you just say..."

The captain, who was smoking a pipe, casually put down his dirty hat, strengthened his tone, and spoke word by word.

"throw it out."

The old sea dog's rickety body became even more distorted, as if the burden in his hand suddenly became several times heavier.

From the opening of the travel bag that was not completely closed, one could see a childish face sleeping soundly and unconsciously, with an inconspicuous teardrop hanging from the corner of the eye.

"Captain...I don't understand what you mean...outside, outside..."

The old seal stammered.

The captain picked up the double-barreled shotgun and said with a ferocious smile: "I know what's out there better than you, but I want to know more about what's going on in the cabin..."

"Old Sea Dog, please help me calculate, are there thirty-six or thirty-seven people on the boat?!"

The old sea dog's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and he opened his mouth and muttered: "Captain... you... are you doubting me?"

"Oh? Shouldn't I doubt you?"

The captain's tone gradually became stern, "Since you deliberately met these people late, you have always inadvertently prompted me to do what the liars on the ground say... I have known you for so long, and I never thought you would have such deep thoughts...

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"Captain, you misunderstood me...I have no selfish motives..."

"I'm not interested in what you think! There is a problem with this route, do you understand? However, after so many years of traveling on the sea, I have long understood that the route is not wrong, and it must be people who make mistakes!"

The old sea dog went limp and put the package in his hand on the ground. In an instant, the thin passenger snatched it back wildly. If the force had been like this just now, the not so strong old sea dog would not have been able to snatch the travel bag away.

Later, the cabin was filled with the suppressed sobs of the mother and the sobbing of the child after waking up.

"Captain, my son is dead..."

"Mr. Sionis told me that my son died..."

"I admit that I am a gambler, a scoundrel, a scumbag, a bastard with no honor and no sense of loyalty, but my son is not..."

The old sea dog raised his eyes blankly and looked at the black fog outside.

"He had good moral character, rich knowledge, and a willpower that transcended his lowly bloodline. But he died in the concentration camp, but I, an old fool, am still alive... I really didn't think of anything else. I just suddenly felt that I had to

Save the child..."

Gray looked at this scene and said under the pressure of the captain's narrowed eyes, "Captain, we are all stranded and in distress. It is better to unite and find a way to survive instead of fighting among ourselves. I happen to know some first aid knowledge, maybe I can

First wake up the gentleman lying on the ground... I just need a chance..."

The captain looked at him with a sneer, "That's very well said, but I advise you to stop making small moves to get close easily, unless you want to try whether your punch is faster or my gun is faster!"

Gray's secretly moving steps quickly stopped.

After being bound to this body, all of his superhuman physique seemed to have lost its effect, leaving only a frail body that was suffering from hunger and cold.

"Don't be so nervous, Captain..."

Gray smiled and moved back, "Boss has told me a long time ago that if you are seven steps away, the gun is fast..."

The captain said disdainfully, "What about within seven steps? Does it mean that the punch is fast?"

Gray made another French military salute against the wall, and quickly explained: "No, no, no, within seven steps, the gun is accurate and fast!"

But at this moment, a bald and thin figure rolled out from the crowd. He quickly passed by the old sea dog who was sitting slumped on the ground. He casually took the waist knife from his hand and flashed in the next blink of an eye.

The captain dropped his hat on the ground.

I saw the shameless informer just now turned into an assassin with the rising sun above his head. The sole of his shoe was stepping on the dirty hat, the blade of the blade was leaning up against the captain's beard, and he was looking at him with a smile.

Gray finally stopped saluting, scratched his head and said pretentiously, "I'm sorry for being interrupted, where were we just talking about... Oh, by the way, it was accurate and fast..."

Gray took a step forward, grabbed the double-barreled shotgun under the captain's angry eyes, deftly unloaded the bullet and checked the condition of the gun, then reloaded it and pointed it at the captain.
Chapter completed!