GBT Chapter 59

Chapter 56 (1)

It was the 29th of the Lunar New Year. Apart from the captain directing in the wheelhouse and a few deputies and lookouts, everyone else was frantically checking each hold. Their tense nerves only slightly relaxed as dawn approached.

They confirmed that only one hold was breached, and they had discovered it in time. The valves were closed as quickly as possible, preventing seawater from flooding in.

Everyone slumped in the small mess hall, walkie-talkies and hard hats tossed aside. Their clothes were damp with sweat.

One leaking hold wouldn’t sink the ship.

But they were still trapped here. What would they encounter tomorrow, the day after, or even in the next hour? They didn’t know.

There were no other ships around; their vessel was drifting alone in this area, unable to send out a distress signal.

“I’ve never wanted to see pirates so much.” One of the crew members pounded his sore legs with his fist. He hit them violently a couple of times, then howled in despair, “Ah! Where are the pirates? Why aren’t even they showing their shadows?”

The crew member next to him spat a few times, finding it ominous, “Are you crazy? If pirates come, do you think we’ll survive?”

“You don’t know shit! They’re always lurking in unknown waters, they know the deep sea better than we do. If they were here, we could follow them!”

“Damn, you’re really crazy. You want pirates to guide us? Why would they? Are you the son of fortune or the prince of the sea? If they come, they’ll just rob us of our supplies, kill us, throw us overboard, sink the ship, and look for their next prey!”

The two started arguing, faces red and necks thick, saliva flying everywhere, their necks stretched out long, like two travelers who had been trekking in the wilderness for a long time, a final burst of energy before dying.

No one tried to mediate.

In the midst of the extremely chaotic and extremely oppressive atmosphere, a thin, light-orange line slowly appeared on the horizon.

The line was surrounded by a soft halo, forming a stark contrast with the cold, dim seawater. It made their eyes sting and their hearts surge.

Dawn had broken.

Uncle Zhao rubbed the indentation left by his hard hat on his forehead and blurted out, “It’s New Year’s today.”

The two crew members who had been fighting just a moment ago were stunned.

“It’s New Year.” The old man sucked on the end of his cheap cigarette several times, only throwing it away when he couldn’t get any more flavor out of it. “Everyone tidy up today, have a good meal at noon, and have a couple of drinks.”

“Yeah, don’t think too much, life and death are destined.”

“Maybe after we eat the New Year’s Eve dinner, the compass will work again. Didn’t it react before…”

Some people were panicked and collapsed when they first left the shipping lane. They all wanted to jump into the sea to see if they could swim out. A few even tried, but they swam back to the ship like drowned rats. Over these past few days, they had gradually come to terms with it.

After a while, an old crew member, who had spent most of his life at sea, spoke, “As long as the signal is restored and the sea chart appears, even if the ship hits something and sinks at that time, we can survive.”

Uncle Zhao echoed, “That’s right, the restoration of the compass means we’ve left that ghostly sea area. At that time, even if the ship capsizes, we still have hope.”

“Don’t jinx it!” The younger crew member with less experience couldn’t bear to hear this.

“Jinx it? What’s the young people’s term for this, f, f something?” The old man said with a smile.

The younger crew member refused to answer.

Everyone drank some water, watched the sunrise they were already tired of seeing, and the atmosphere eased a little.

After all, the New Year was a festive occasion, and it was traditional, everyone celebrated it, so there was a sense of common ground.

Besides, it wasn’t their first time spending New Year’s on a ship, they had memories.

So the fear brought about by the jolt last night was temporarily put aside deliberately, and they made room to welcome the New Year.

Uncle Zhao took the breakfast and returned to his room amid his colleagues’ ambiguous or disdainful gazes. He was shocked as soon as he entered.

The young man on the bed was lying flat, his face without a single patch of intact skin, as if he had just finished a fierce battle, still carrying the ferocity he had brought out from the battlefield.

“Xiao Jiao?” Uncle Zhao reacted and quickly closed the door to prevent his colleagues from peeking inside. “Where did you get those new injuries?”

“I fell.” Jiao Bai’s mood was the opposite of his battered physical condition. He was very happy, even with a little anticipation of seeing the climax of a movie. After the climax, he could fast forward and send it to the recycle bin.

He was so sick of the churning feeling in his stomach. He threw up every day, and his throat was never better, with an lingering taste of rust in his mouth. Please let the dog blood at sea come quickly.

Uncle Zhao didn’t know what Jiao Bai was thinking, he only felt that he was in a bad mood, and was too lazy to find a reasonable explanation for his lie. Falling and ending up like that? No three-year-old would believe it.

This kid had a bit of a… self-destructive tendency.

Uncle Zhao thought, at such a young age, and not exactly being the most unique and handsome, for him to live in the Qi family, he must have been under unimaginable pressure. It wasn’t easy for anyone.

“How’s the ship?” Jiao Bai turned his head.

Uncle Zhao explained the general situation.

Jiao Bai: “…” It shook so violently, but only one hold was breached? That’s impossible.

He said meaningfully, “Uncle Zhao, you have to be prepared.”

Uncle Zhao was tearing open a packet of pickled mustard tuber: “Prepare for what?”

“You mean the shipwreck?” He squeezed the pickled mustard tuber from the bottom up and shook some into the porridge. “It won’t sink, our ship isn’t an ordinary small boat, it’s okay if one or two holds are breached.”

“Xiao Jiao, the wound on your mouth is getting worse, you’re bleeding when you talk. You should wait for the porridge to cool down before eating it.” Uncle Zhao moved the small table in front of the bed so that Jiao Bai could reach it.

Jiao Bai had no appetite, he turned his head to look at the only small window in the room. Outside was water and sky.

It was the same scene every day, the view was tiring and monotonous.

Jiao Bai really wanted to see cars and houses, he felt like stepping on land was something from a previous life. One day on the ship was like ten years.

Jiao Bai closed his eyes in the roaring of the engine room and yawned.

He was tied to the ship on the Little New Year’s Eve, and he was still on the ship on New Year’s Eve.

Really, whoever can get me ashore on the first day of the New Year is my ancestor.

Sigh…

Damn!

Jiao Bai’s fingers, resting on the old army-green cotton quilt, tapped randomly. Based on his many years of experience watching dog-blood comics, the dog blood was probably sent by the Qi family’s second son. After all, his absence from the sea voyage was a bit subtle.

And it was related to Li Jue.

Otherwise, his participation would be meaningless.

In “Broken Wings,” the original Wang Chuqiu died early, there was no plot where he was tied to the ship by Qi Zi Zhi, and Li Jue wouldn’t be involved. So Jiao Bai didn’t know what the development would be. Anyway, it couldn’t deviate from the essence of dog blood.

Jiao Bai scratched his greasy hair, a few scabs stuck to his hair, and were all pulled up by his scratching, causing the wounds to bleed again. He felt pain and pleasure at the same time.

The pain was physical, the pleasure was psychological.

Because Jiao Bai thought of the mouthful he spat on Qi Zi Zhi’s face, and the feeling of tearing off his hair and scratching his flesh at the time.

Tsk.

I’m really a pervert.

Jiao Bai wiped away the blood flowing from the cracks in his hair and took a slow breath.

Today, he didn’t want to go to the cargo hold to deal with the Qi brothers.

It’s New Year, I need to treat myself better.

In Jiao Bai’s half-dreaming and half-waking state, to the southeast of the sea, which was where the cargo ship “Ping Shun” disappeared, a huge ocean-going ship was anchored.

The lifeboat storage area was full, and a row of elite Qi family team members stood on the deck. Everything was ready, waiting for an order and the release of God.

To let them into their destination to carry out rescue work.

On this New Year’s holiday, everyone on the ship faced the sea, the time passing by second by second, from morning to afternoon, they were still waiting.

The ship was also slowly moving in this area, mostly being pushed or retreating by the waves.

Just as the sky was about to darken, the latest news came from the wheelhouse.

When the ship was avoiding a detected small vortex and going against the current to a deep-water area, the radar failed for less than a second.

“Prepare—” The experienced captain was calmly directing.

The news spread on the ship, but no one panicked. They had signed a life-or-death agreement. The agreement clearly stated in black and white how much compensation the Qi family would pay if something happened to them. To put it bluntly, they came voluntarily, not through coercion.

Zhang Zhen paced back and forth, holding two iron walnuts. This trip was rushed, and the Qi family used ninety percent of their resources, gathering the top domestic nautical technology team before going to sea.

If they couldn’t enter the mysterious sea area, they would return the way they came, while ensuring the safety of the Third Master.

If they entered, they would definitely be able to come out.

They had to come out.

Otherwise, the Qi family of West City would be finished.

Zhang Zhen didn’t feel the New Year at all, he only hoped that the ship could dock and that everyone would be safe.

There were too many dangers at sea that science couldn’t explain. Third Master didn’t even look at the risk assessment report, he didn’t know what he was thinking.

Although Third Master didn’t say how long they would search, today should be the last day, right? Spending a week at sea wasn’t short. Zhang Zhen’s mind was full of the scene of Jiao Bai lying on the side of the bed, looking as if he was about to die, his face covered in blood that morning.

Zhang Zhen felt a stabbing pain in his head, he used the iron walnuts to rub it, and vaguely heard Third Master say something, his thoughts were diverted: “Third Master, what did you say?”

Qi Yi Liao was sitting at the table, his forearms pressing on a pile of documents, he was holding a fountain pen, black-rimmed glasses were on the bridge of his nose, and his overly tired eyes behind the lenses were staring at the computer screen.

“Just now, the ‘Heavenly Star’ A attachment had some activity.” Qi Yi Liao took a sip of coffee. After he finished speaking, he put down his water glass, which was a similar color to his clothes, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

The leather chair swayed slightly, the arc comfortable and relaxing.

Zhang Zhen was stunned for a long time, the iron walnuts fell down and hit the back of his foot, but he didn’t feel the pain, he only felt that a crack had opened in the boulder pressing on his heart.

That’s great…

He must still be alive. Jiao Bai, you have to live, you have to be worthy of so many people’s search and waiting.

“Third Master, should we notify Chairman Shen?” Zhang Zhen asked in a low voice.

His Third Master didn’t answer.

He seemed to be asleep, not hearing.

In East City, Yu Ling immediately dialed a series of numbers as soon as he discovered this signal. That was the contact information for the private villa where his younger brother was temporarily staying.

Yu Xiang was secretly brought from South City to East City by Cen Jingmo’s people, and then taken to England by private plane to recuperate. During this period, he had been in a coma, never waking up. He was escaping reality.

Yu Ling asked the nurse to put the phone next to his brother’s ear.

“Xiao Xiang, my ‘Heavenly Star’ A main component has just received the signal fluctuation from the attachment.” Yu Ling bit on half of his cigarette, his abdomen still wrapped in gauze, his cheeks slightly sickly, a layer of rough and casual stubble on his face, but his eyes were as firm and iron-blooded as ever. “Jiao Bai has a chance to return.”

There was only the cold sound of instruments on the other end of the phone.

“His situation over there must be very difficult, but he is persisting, you should learn from him.” Yu Ling glanced at the bandage on his wrist. “When he comes back, you still have to accompany him to the college entrance exam, send him into the examination hall, this is what you told your brother. Don’t forget.”

Yu Xiang’s eyelashes twitched slightly on the hospital bed.

The sky was dim. Jiao Bai was holding a water pipe and rinsing the deck cover, the water flow soaring up and sweeping past his eyes, rushing into the sky.

Originally, he was sleeping in Uncle Zhao’s room, but as soon as his good friend came online, he came out to do this work.

A broken body, and still being enslaved.

It’s miserable enough, right?

If it wasn’t enough, then he could take off his cotton coat and shake out the wind-leaking sweater with afterimages.

While rinsing the deck, Jiao Bai paid attention to Qi Zi Zhi’s avatar, which hadn’t gone offline yet.

He was lurking beside a certain corner within five meters of him.

Jiao Bai couldn’t see Qi Zi Zhi, but the sea lion was lying dead right under his nose.

Yes, lying dead.

Its belly turned up, two short, fat paws placed on it, a smiling face.

Very peaceful.

He could send it away with a round of trumpet solos at any time.

And the activity level, it would jump 0.5 once in a while, the frequency was very regular.

Jiao Bai couldn’t figure out yet what the key was to Qi Zi Zhi’s activity level breaking through the fifty mark.

The Shen Ji level was that he had said “get out” with extreme disgust.

Qi Zi Zhi was…

Jiao Bai had beaten him, grabbed him, and even spat saliva on him, but it still didn’t work.

“Xiao Jiao!”

Uncle Zhao’s shout rang out from the cabin.

Jiao Bai hurriedly finished the work at hand and entered the cabin, his body staggering, his legs shaking violently. He lost his balance and fell heavily on the water-stained deck.

Ouch, ouch, ouch.

The self-inflicted pain trick could only be used once, he really couldn’t use it again in the future.

Qi Zi Zhi withdrew his gaze from the cowering young man’s figure, turned around, and returned to the cargo hold.

Li Jue, in the shadows, saw that his eldest brother had returned, and hurried over: “Eldest Brother, why are you alone? Where’s Jiao Bai? Didn’t you see him?”

Qi Zi Zhi leaned against the cargo box in a mess.

Li Jue quickly helped his eldest brother up and carefully let him sit on the ground: “Today is New Year’s, we can’t let Jiao Bai be bullied.”

Qi Zi Zhi’s breathing was very unsteady, he was nearing his limit, but his younger brother didn’t see it, what a naive child.

“Eldest Brother, your hand is so hot… Eldest Brother, wake up, Eldest Brother, don’t leave me alone, I’m scared… Eldest Brother…”

There was his younger brother’s nervous and uneasy voice by his ear, mixed with helpless sobs.

Qi Zi Zhi wanted to open his eyes and coax his younger brother, but his physical condition wouldn’t allow it.

On New Year’s Eve, Qi Zi Zhi passed out due to a severe infection from multiple wounds, his life in danger. Li Jue knelt and crawled on him, crying so hard he couldn’t catch his breath.

And Jiao Bai was eating dumplings. Piping hot dumplings, with cabbage and pork filling.

The crew members made them, and Uncle Zhao found an opportunity to bring two plates to Jiao Bai, and two small cloves of garlic.

Jiao Bai held the garlic, as if he had met a relative, and his eyes were wet.

Although it wasn’t pickled garlic, he wasn’t a greedy person.

Jiao Bai brought the garlic to his mouth, took a small bite, and was satisfied.

The crew members were all drinking in the mess hall at night.

Jiao Bai was getting ready to sleep, but for some reason his eyelids kept twitching. He lay down for a while, then got up, put on the down jacket that Uncle Zhao had helped him get back, zipped it up, and went to the cargo hold.

He really didn’t want to suffer on this New Year’s Day. Why was it so difficult for a worker to take a vacation?

Jiao Bai heard Li Jue’s crying as soon as he entered the cargo hold, he didn’t know how long he had been crying, like a funeral.

“Xiao Jue?” Jiao Bai didn’t have a flashlight, so he felt around the cargo box and called out.

Li Jue rushed out from the depths of the cargo hold, holding a mobile phone with only one bar of battery left, and lunged into Jiao Bai’s arms.

Jiao Bai reflexively dodged, watching Li Jue fall to the ground, making a painful sound.

Why didn’t he learn from his mistakes?

Could someone with so many injuries withstand such a pounce? It was a mess.

Jiao Bai didn’t go over, he only said, “Get up yourself, I can’t pull you up.”

Li Jue sobbed on the ground for a moment, suddenly turned around, and crawled towards Jiao Bai, grabbing his wet and dirty pants legs and pleading, “Jiao Bai, save my eldest brother, he’s dying, he…”

Before he could finish speaking, the fabric between Li Jue’s fingers was taken away by a force. He was stunned for a few seconds, then scrambled up on his hands and feet, chasing after Jiao Bai while crying, “My eldest brother is over there, Jiao Bai, my eldest brother…”

“I saw him!” Jiao Bai roared, he kicked Qi Zi Zhi, who had almost tripped him, but the other party didn’t react, his breathing was intermittent.

And Qi Zi Zhi’s avatar frame didn’t know when a white circle had been added, this was the rhythm of wanting to wear a little white flower.

That wouldn’t work.

Qi Zi Zhi hadn’t joined the team yet, if he died at this time, what would I do?

Screw it! Damn thing!!!

“Keep an eye on him.” Jiao Bai said, then pulled the dumbfounded Li Jue, cursing hatefully, “I told you to keep an eye on him!”

Li Jue was entangled with the phone running out of power, he had been saving it, and now he couldn’t do without it. When Jiao Bai roared at him, he trembled in fright: “I… I understand…”

Jiao Bai quickly came back, he brought water, anti-inflammatory medicine, alcohol, a flashlight, and some random scraps of cloth he had torn off.

“Where’s the knife?” Jiao Bai groped through Qi Zi Zhi’s clothes. “Damn it, where’s the knife?”

“…Is it this?” Li Jue took out something from the pocket of his coat and said very softly, “My eldest brother gave it to me for self-defense.”

Jiao Bai’s purplish-blue face twitched. Qi Zi Zhi was a fool.

Li Jue was someone who would cry for a long time even if he killed a chicken, with a guilty conscience that would give him nightmares at night, and he dared to use a knife?

Jiao Bai took the knife from Li Jue’s hand, pulled off the knife sheath, neatly twisted off the lid of the alcohol, and soaked the blade: “Hold him down.”

Li Jue’s mind was blank, he did so unconsciously, his two soft hands placed on his eldest brother’s chest.

“Hold his arm, use the strength you use to breastfeed.” Jiao Bai bit the flashlight, knelt on Qi Zi Zhi’s leg, pressed him down, and cut off a section of his pants with the knife.

Li Jue was terrified: “Jiao Bai, slow down, don’t cut him…”

The last few words were replaced by his dry heaves, he suddenly closed his eyes, not daring to look at the burns on his eldest brother’s leg again.

It was the first time Jiao Bai had seen Qi Zi Zhi’s lame leg, he didn’t throw up, because he had already thrown up on the way to get the medicine, and there was nothing left in his stomach.

Comics were comics, a normal person’s burns at Qi Zi Zhi’s level would have gone to heaven long ago, how could he kidnap, sneak out to find food for his younger brother, and fight with people.

Actually, I’m the same, I’ve integrated into this world built on dog blood, and I also have the comic buff, otherwise, with the torment I’ve suffered, I would have gone to the underworld. After Jiao Bai finished sighing, he stabbed the knife into Qi Zi Zhi’s stinky wound.

Qi Zi Zhi’s defense consciousness prompted him to struggle instinctively.

Li Jue desperately held him down, sobbing and shouting, “Eldest Brother, it’s me, it’s me! I’m holding you down, bear with it, it’ll be fine if we dig out the rotten flesh…”

In the depths of the cargo hold, besides the sound of the knife tip digging out the rotten flesh, there was only Li Jue’s crying. He kept crying, the clothes in front of him were soaked, and by the end he couldn’t shed any more tears, just sobbing again and again.

Just as he was about to cry himself to death, Jiao Bai finally stopped his terrifying actions.

“Aren’t you going to bandage the wound?” Li Jue gripped his eldest brother’s wide palm and rubbed it against his face. “Jiao Bai, help me give him…”

“You should do something, Xiao Jue.” Jiao Bai was tired, and had no energy. He was not in good shape and his tone was very bad. “He’s your eldest brother, not mine.”

Li Jue’s face turned pale, he moved his lips awkwardly: “I’m sorry, I’m too useless, thank you Jiao Bai, thank you.”

Jiao Bai kept his distance from them, barely rested for a while, woke up and found that Li Jue hadn’t bandaged Qi Zi Zhi’s wound properly.

“…”

Jiao Bai clearly understood the protagonist’s personality, and felt suffocated and short of breath, wanting to hit someone.

It wasn’t his fault. The male supporting characters were injured for him, and wasn’t he like this too? Just crying. After crying enough, he would go back to find Shen Er An and ask him to save his male supporting characters.

Then he would be tortured by Shen Er An until he was on his last breath.

The plot repeated itself, the dog blood rose three feet.

Jiao Bai stood up with the help of the ship’s wall, swaying before standing firm, he walked over, first lifted Li Jue away, and then bandaged Qi Zi Zhi’s wound.

Finally,

“Slap slap slap”

Jiao Bai slapped Qi Zi Zhi’s face that wasn’t burned.

“You haven’t abused me enough, what are you dying for! Get up for me!”

When a person is alive, they have to have a thought.

Good or bad, it doesn’t matter, they have to have it.

That’s called faith.

Jiao Bai was an old senior on the verge of death, he sneered, slapping Qi Zi Zhi’s face into a pig’s head.

After he was tired of slapping, Jiao Bai knelt on one knee, leaned close to Qi Zi Zhi’s bleeding ear, and said a sentence in a voice that the dull Li Jue couldn’t hear.

–If you die, I’ll throw your precious younger brother into the sea to feed the fish.

Jiao Bai’s curled little fingers that were supporting himself on the ground were vaguely caught, and rough, hot fingertips rubbed up.

“Little brother…”

Jiao Bai disgustedly shook off his hand.

Qi Zi Zhi had a good foundation, he woke up on the morning of the first day of the New Year, and stared at the younger brother who was nestled beside him: “Xiao Jue, you surprised your eldest brother.”

Li Jue was sleepy-eyed: “Huh?”

Qi Zi Zhi touched his head: “Don’t do stupid things in the future, Eldest Brother won’t leave you.”

Li Jue saw that his eldest brother had come back to life, relaxed, and his eyelids stuck together, but he was still trying to hold on.

Qi Zi Zhi was amused by his younger brother’s cute appearance, and the haze in his heart, and the decadence and depression brought about by the pain of his body, dissipated a lot.

“Sleep, Eldest Brother will be with you.” Qi Zi Zhi gently patted his younger brother’s slender back, and also fell asleep.

Until the ship began to heave violently, and the screams outside rose and fell.

Qi Zi Zhi let his younger brother hide in the cargo hold, swallowed painkillers, slowly dragged his leg and walked out, and soon he came back, his face was more serious than ever, and there was a trace of confusion.

The worst-case scenario had occurred.

A few minutes ago, the captain was operating in the wheelhouse, his mental state was very poor, and he couldn’t concentrate.

The deputy next to him was younger than the captain, and his body was stronger. He dripped a few drops of eye drops into his eyes, and after a while, he stayed on his post. There would be new hope in the new year.

With this expectation, the deputy monitored the radar without blinking.

When the radar restarted, the deputy forgot to shout, he just muttered to himself: “It’s actually south… It’s too far off…”

The deputy unconsciously gestured with his hand: “As long as we go to this turning point, we can return to the original route…”

Just as he came back to his senses and was excited to notify the captain, the ship suddenly lurched up and down violently.

Then there were his colleagues’ screams.

When he asked through the walkie-talkie, he found out that the jolt the night before had indeed only breached one hold, but several other holds had varying degrees of hidden damage, which was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

If the waves weren’t big, it would be fine.

But when it encountered huge waves, like the one just now, they were all pushed open.

The ship…

Was going to sink.

The alarm continued to ring for a full minute, bringing up a sense of escape.

They couldn’t stay on the ship, there was a chance of survival if they went into the sea. Everyone had to get away from the ship as soon as possible, not a moment to lose.

The crew members ran to the living area, where there were lifeboats.

Originally, there were two lifeboats on the ship, but one had been damaged in the first half of the year, and the captain kept saying he would replace it, but he forgot. The others didn’t remember to remind him either.

This route had been run many times without any problems, they were careless.

Fortunately, there were a few colleagues who didn’t run on this trip, and one lifeboat could fit them.

As for the extra outsider, they couldn’t take care of him.

So from the time the lifeboat entered the sea to the time the crew members put on their life jackets and got in, the process was peaceful and uneventful, with no one fighting or struggling.

Uncle Zhao was knocked unconscious by the old man and thrown into the lifeboat, they didn’t care about Jiao Bai.

The old man had long seen that his relationship with Jiao Bai wasn’t as it was presented to the outside world, and he didn’t abandon him because of their many years of working together, or perhaps taking him along was just a matter of convenience, and he was doing a good deed for himself and his unborn grandson.

Jiao Bai had no strength, he couldn’t squeeze on. Qi Zi Zhi and Li Jue couldn’t either.

The three were either seriously injured, or had no strength to truss a chicken, so there was a scene of them sitting on the deck, watching the lifeboat drift away.

“It’s over…” Li Jue widened his empty eyes.

Qi Zi Zhi held him in his arms, the words of comfort were all muffled in his broken throat.

Li Jue’s crying was mixed into the sea breeze on the deck.

Jiao Bai felt the necklace on his neck through his clothes, clenched it tightly, it was good that that group of people could take Uncle Zhao.

For him, the shipwreck was an unexpected, but also expected, result.

Jiao Bai squinted at the sea and the sky, which were connected together. After looking at them for a long time, his eyes hurt. He stood up, turned around, and went to the cabin to find a life jacket.

A moment later, Jiao Bai had a disgusting feeling of being pinched on the face, having his mouth pried open, and being forced to drink a large bucket of thick dog blood.

Because he used his last bit of strength to find two life jackets with great difficulty.

They were all snatched away by Qi Zi Zhi.

Forcibly snatched away, and he was given a knife.

It was the same knife that I used to dig out his rotten flesh and clean his wounds last night.

Jiao Bai didn’t want to say swear words, and he didn’t want to curse. He clutched his bleeding stomach and slumped on the ground, staring at Qi Zi Zhi, who was helping Li Jue put on a life jacket.

At this moment, the ship was sinking.

Seabirds flew over the deck, their scarred wings flapping, making unpleasant screeches.

“Eldest Brother, go find it again.” Li Jue clutched his chest, gasping for breath, “What about Jiao Bai? What will he do without a life jacket?”

Qi Zi Zhi checked whether his younger brother’s life jacket was on properly.

“Eldest Brother!” Li Jue shivered, “We can’t leave him behind!”

The half of Qi Zi Zhi’s face that was wrapped in rags stung: “Xiao Jue, haven’t you always asked me why I kidnapped him?”

Li Jue subconsciously covered his ears, not wanting to listen, but his eldest brother forcefully pulled down his hand, word by word: “The first bit of strength the Qi family has today came from him.”

Qi Zi Zhi didn’t have time to say it slowly, he only said a few key points.

Li Jue listened to part of it, and his ears buzzed: “How could this be… How could this be…”

Qi Zi Zhi picked up the last good life jacket on the ship, and in that instant, he glanced at the young man who was still sitting not far away, looking at him calmly with his two red eyes.

He couldn’t help but be stunned.

After that, there was an indescribable strangeness.

Why was he so calm? It was like… God was looking at ugly humans.

The unknown emotions that Qi Zi Zhi had just turned up were suppressed by the anger that his thoughts had wrapped up, and he no longer looked at the young man.

If he looked at him again, he would see something different.

That was the resentment of wanting to bite off a piece of his flesh.

Qi Zi Zhi quickly put on the life jacket, picked up his younger brother, and took him to the railing: “Jump!”

Li Jue shook his head crying: “No… I don’t want to… Jiao Bai is still on the ship… Eldest Brother… He’s bleeding, why are you…”

Qi Zi Zhi gritted his teeth and lifted his younger brother, throwing the lifebuoy and him into the sea together.

“Jiao Bai–”

Li Jue choked on water, shouted hoarsely, and was pushed down on the lifebuoy by his eldest brother who jumped down.

Qi Zi Zhi was about to push his younger brother away, he sensed something and looked back up.

There was a thin figure lying on the railing.

An arm hung down, the blood between his fingers dripping down, then scattered by the sea breeze.

Qi Zi Zhi knew that his position wouldn’t get stained with blood, but he felt like there was a drop on his face, and it was on the piece where he was wrapping the cloth.

The blood was very hot.

The wound under the cloth seemed to be burned.

Qi Zi Zhi suddenly retracted his gaze, and the figure pushing his younger brother away was vaguely somewhat flustered.

Only Jiao Bai was left on the ship.

Jiao Bai simply treated the wound on his stomach, and then lay down anywhere, unmoving. He had told Qi Zi Zhi before that he couldn’t swim, that was a lie, he could, and he was pretty good at it.

But now, if he went into the water, he would sink after struggling for a short while.

He had no strength.

Jiao Bai looked at the activity levels of Qi Zi Zhi and Li Jue, the latter hadn’t changed, and the former was stuck at 49.

Let’s sleep first. Jiao Bai couldn’t hold on and closed his eyes.

His stomach hurt so much, damn it.

He had to remember this knife, remember it…

Li Jue was floating at sea, the desire to survive made him quickly unable to worry about Jiao Bai, he tried his best to follow his eldest brother.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Jue said weakly, “Eldest Brother, I can’t do it anymore.”

Qi Zi Zhi also couldn’t do it anymore, but he had a will to support him. As long as he floated ashore, he would usher in a new life. He also had to return to South City to investigate the cause of Xiao Shuang’s death.

“Hold on a little longer, don’t sleep, Xiao Jue…” Qi Zi Zhi kept shouting in his younger brother’s ear.

Li Jue responded vaguely.

The day passed, the night came, and the sky tore open the darkness once again.

Qi Zi Zhi had been floating at sea with his younger brother for dozens of hours, and a black shadow appeared in his heavy vision.

It was a ship.

“There’s a ship, Xiao Jue… a ship is coming!” Qi Zi Zhi moved his stiff arms and took off his coat, grabbed it with his pale fingers, raised it high, and waved it with all his strength.

The sea water on the coat fell down with a crash, accompanied by the ship’s rumbling driving sound, like a song of hope.

What came was a black ship.

On the ship were some lawless people who lived by plunder.

But the ship didn’t drive over the heads of the two people asking for help, but stopped.

Because a few days ago, when they were robbing a commercial ship that had gone astray due to a man-made accident in the deep sea, the captain’s daughter had taken a liking to one of the Chinese men, and insisted on marrying him.

Now that Chinese man was asking to lower the ladder, his English pronunciation was very fluent and authentic, obviously he had lived in England for many years.

“A Lin!” Qi Zi Zhi saw the person swimming towards him clearly.

Qi Lin had semi-long hair, a row of earrings on his ears, and the sea water hit his gloomy eyebrows, his eyes, which hadn’t had a good night’s sleep for a long time, were full of bloodshot.

“Get on the ship first.” Qi Lin reached out to pull his eldest brother, and the other hand was about to stretch towards the person