Mo Kai's anger made the two people on the ground tremble.

And along with it, dark clouds passed by and thunder sounded, as if a storm was brewing.

The night became darker and heavier, and the whole boat became like a terrifying hell. A ghostly black shadow slowly rose along the railing of the boat...

A bolt of thunder struck down, and a sudden bright light brought this scene directly to Qiao An's eyes.

Qiao An's pupils suddenly dilated!

It was the short-haired man who was beaten to the ground first! At some point, he had picked up the iron rod that had fallen to the ground, raised his head high and pointed his eyes ferociously at Mo Kai's back!

The weakness of the body and the pain in the ankle seemed to disappear at this moment, and Qiao An was left with only physical instinct and rushed straight towards the man holding the iron rod on the edge of the boat.

With a clang sound, the iron rod missed its target and landed on the edge of the ship.

Mo Kai turned around and his heart almost stopped at that moment.

The short-haired man was pushed hard by Qiao An and fell over the railing.

And Qiao An himself, because he tried his best, the inertia also threw her out, and his slender body fell straight down.

Mo Kai, with quick eyes and quick hands, rushed forward, and the two men's hands were close at hand.

However, when the fingertips touched, they failed to grasp it.

"An'an!"

Another thunder pierced the dark sky, and the heavy rain poured down at that moment.

Qiao An was like a falling leaf, her eyes were filled with Mo Kai's panic, and the thoughts that jumped into her mind...

At a certain moment, there seemed to be another her who was exactly the same as this moment.

——

Joan fell into darkness and chaos.

There was darkness in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see clearly clearly.

But the dim light allowed her to feel her situation again.

She was in a cabin, surrounded by the stench of rotting fruits and vegetables, mixed with the body odors of all kinds of people that had not been cleaned for a long time.

She huddled in the corner.

"Eat something." A clear young man's voice sounded in her ears.

It was a hard piece of bread, like stale bread.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the boy squatted down beside her and said in a low voice, "The ship will leave for the Philippines early tomorrow morning. Tonight is our last chance to escape. Eat something to gain strength when we run."

"

The cabin was so dark that she couldn't see the boy's face clearly, she could only see his shining eyes.

"Before we leave, they will take us out of the cabin to count the number of people. Then we will create chaos and wait for an opportunity to escape. Can you swim? The ship is not far from the shore now. Remember to swim to the north. Here, eat some." The boy held the bread in his hand.

He handed it to her again.

Outside the cabin, everyone was asked to stand in groups.

In other words, according to the "value" grouping stations, she was "lucky" to be grouped with the boy.

Black clouds are pressing down, dirty sins are hidden in the darkness, and they are doing whatever they want.

There was thunder and thunder and heavy rain.

The foreigner spoke English and explained the ownership of the "goods".

Suddenly, a person standing in the row pushed the person in the front row down and ran frantically towards the entrance of the boat.

There was a gunshot.

The team instantly became a mess, and the original plan was completely disrupted, leaving only headless flies running around.

She was pulled up by the boy and hid in the cargo pile on the deck.

But there were gunshots outside one after another, and the shooters cursed, "Whoever runs again will be killed!"

The smell of blood makes one's scalp numb.

Unfortunately, the two people hiding behind the goods were discovered with a gun pressed against the boy's head.

"Are you looking for death?" The leader of the fat men gritted his teeth, "If your skin wasn't so valuable, I would have killed you long ago!"

"You want to be a hero, right? I will teach you today that in this world, only villains can live longer. If I am interested today, I will play a game with you."

Frail as she was, she was pushed to the edge of the boat.

The fat man raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at her, "The name of the game is [life or death]. Only one of you can stay today. Don't you want to be a hero? I give you the choice. Shoot her and you can

live!"

The young man was as stiff as stone and motionless.

The fat man put the gun into the young man's hand and said sadly, "If you don't choose, you both...will die!"

The young man shook his head and backed away, but with the fat man's men behind him, he had no choice but to retreat.

The fat man was impatient, grabbed the boy's hand, and yelled, "Shoot, shoot!"


Chapter completed!