The neat sound of inhaling cold air sounded on the fish thief boat. Even if the cold current roared in the North Atlantic Ocean, it could not cover up the sound of inhaling, as if someone turned on the high-power exhauster.

"Fa, Fake, what's that?" A bald fisherman's forehead was sweating coldly.

Qin Shiou slid his mouse to close the focal length of the camera, and could vaguely see the twisted expressions on these fishermen's faces.

Not to mention the fishermen, even BB Shuang and the other two were a little scared. They had been calm before, and the waves rose as soon as the ghost ship appeared!

Although they knew that the ghost ship was made by themselves and others, the three of them still remembered many legends of ghost ships. Legend has it that those who died in shipwrecks will not reincarnate, but will turn into ghosts and float on the sea until they find a suitable place to live...

"Is our ship a little spiritual?" bbshuang asked in difficulty.

Qin Shiou rolled his eyes and said angrily: "This is just a coincidence. Damn it, you are the courage? You all cheer me up, scare these bastards away, and go back to sleep!"

The soldiers looked at each other and felt that they had really thought about it too much. Maybe this was a coincidence.

The fishermen who didn't know the situation were scared and shouted on the boat. As the Flower Fox approached, they twisted the rudder in horror and ran away. As for the fishing nets in the water, who cares?

Deep sea fishing is one of the industries with the highest mortality rate among North American industries. Fishermen are ready to go to sea every time they go to sea. They are not afraid of death, but are afraid of ghost ships. Once their souls are detained on ghost ships, it is better to die than life!

The fog gradually spread on the Flower Fox, and the whole ship was a little blurred. Occasionally, with the big waves, the boat floated and exposed its head and feet. It always scared the fishermen on the boat to cry and howl.

Nelson changed the music and changed into the crisp laughter of a woman. This sound floated on the sea at midnight. Not to mention the fisherman who didn't know the truth, even Qin Shiou and his men would be scared if they heard it.

The fishing boat speeded up to the fastest, and rushed to the wild posture.

Nelson smiled and said, "These guys are going to be miserable. The fishing boats are not speedboats. The engine cannot withstand such acceleration. I guess the engine will be shut down and protest later. Should we follow along? It must be very exciting to scare them at that time."

Qin Shiou shook his head and said, "Forget it, guys, there's no need to do that. Besides, who knows when their ship will break down? Keep floating for a while, and then we'll go back."

As he said that, he yawned and added: "It's almost enough to catch up with the retreat."

According to Qin Shiou's instructions, bbshuang controlled the submarine slowly chased the fishing boat, chasing for more than ten kilometers in a row. At this time, the Hua Fox was completely covered by thick fog, so he turned around and returned.

The fish stolen boat is called the Deep Sea Sapphire. It is a ship on the French Saint-Pierre and Miquelon Islands. The islands are not far from St. Johns. The fishing boat escaped in the early morning. One day later, it finally returned to the islands dock in the evening.

As soon as the boat landed, the fishermen above rushed down, and they grabbed the person they met and shouted: "Oh, God! We have seen the ghost ship! God, the ghost ship!"

"The bastards on the Black-tailed Pheasant are not talking nonsense! Really, ghost ships appeared in the North Atlantic!"

"It's the Flower Fox, it's back! My Lord Jesus blesses us, we're back alive, oh, Farke, but the Flower Fox is back too!"

The fishermen on the dock looked at the panicked guys for no reason. Someone stopped them and asked, "Tell me clearly, guys, what are you back? Who are you back? What have you encountered?"

A bold fisherman on the Deep Sea Sapphire roared: "It's the Flower Fox! It's the Ghost Ship Flower Fox, it's back! It's back from hell!"

The fishermen sneered and smiled disbelief: "Forget it, man, that's just the nonsense of the unlucky guys in Halifax. Don't you really believe it?"

"Maybe they have seen some illusory scenes. They often have this kind of thing after floating on the sea for a long time... Oh, Seite!"

The captain of the Deep Sea Sapphire raised his phone. In the chaotic camera, a broken wreck was floating in the waves, and the hull was covered with seaweed shells and sea mud. If you look closely, you can see the pale name of the "Flower Fox" ship.

The captain yelled: "You idiots, God bless you to encounter this damn ghost ship in the future! You are lucky, all you see is video and photos, you have not heard the ghost crying! You are lucky to be raised by these dogs!"

The frightened fishermen on the boat responded: "Yes, the cry of the female ghost! Oh my God, how could there be such a terrifying thing?!"

"Listen, don't treat us as lunatics, and don't treat us as cowards! Our ship finally got rid of the ghost ship. Just at dawn, do you know what happened? Our ship inexplicably broke down!"

"I bet, guys, that must be a ghost! Fortunately, it was dawn when the anchor broke down, thank God for sending sunshine! Otherwise, oh my god, otherwise I would not be able to see my son, little Jim!"

Not only the captain, but several people on the ship took photos of the Flower Fox with their mobile phones. However, because the hull was filled with dry ice and white mist, the photos were not very clear, which actually made the ghost ship feel more treacherous.

Soon, people in the harbor surrounded him, and even the people from the administration watched the fun. They took turns to watch the photos and videos taken on their mobile phones. The timid face was as colored as paper, and most of them kept drawing crosses on their chests.

"Old Jon, where did you meet the ghost ship?!" someone asked in panic.

Jon, the captain of the Deep Sea Sapphire, showed an expression of unbearable look back and pointed to the northern seas and said, "I don't know where it is. I only know, it's a cold sea! The sea breeze is so crazy! Maybe it's close to Newfoundland's farewell island fishing ground, who knows? Who cares at that time?!"

The Newfoundland Sea, farewell island fishing ground, ghost ship, flower fox, related keywords quickly spread throughout the archipelago and then to Halifax.

The fishermen on the Black Tail Pheasant were greatly inspired after receiving this news. Since they conveyed the news that the ghost ship was infested, they have been questioned and ridiculed. They even had to hide in the tavern and numb themselves with alcohol.

Now, someone has seen the ghost ship again and has taken photos. With evidence, they can finally be proud.

Ronald, the captain of the Black-tailed Pheasant, stood on a table in the bar and said the sea where the ghost ship was infested: "Just say goodbye to the south of the island fishing ground! I bet that the poor Flower Fox at that time sank there!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!