I haven't been out of the sea.

And at night, I can't tell the direction of the sea at all.

The motorboat drove for a long time, and then stopped halfway. The black man driving the boat lifted up the canvas... Below is a can of gasoline!!

I was sweating in a cold look! The fat man and I were even leaning against the canvas and smoking!! I felt cold when I thought about it!

The fat man looked indifferent.

Oil was added in the middle. After a few hours, the black man who drove the boat measured the position with an instrument, then looked at the fat man and said a very strange language.

He didn't speak Chinese. The fat man looked at him and then talked to him in that strange language.

My heart moved and I looked at the black Chinese character carefully. It turned out that he didn't look like a Han person.

"Stop looking, he is Vietnamese." The fat man said lightly: "He has a bad temper, don't always look at him."

After waiting quietly for a while, our boat was parked on the sea and floated. The Vietnamese were a little impatient and said something to the fat man from time to time. The fat man looked leisurely.

Finally, a faint motor sound came from a distance, and then the searchlight flashed a few times. The fat man immediately stood up, took out a large flashlight from under the canvas, and lit it at the other party a few times, all of which flashed and disappeared at a strange rhythm.

Both sides turned on the lights for a while, the fat man nodded and looked back at me: "Boy, your ship has arrived."

The big ship stopped, our motorboat started and leaned over. I saw that there was no national flag hanging on the boat, and the hull was a bit worn, as if it was modified by a large fishing boat. There were also abandoned fishing nets and other devices next to the mast.

After the two boats were docked, someone put down the ropes. The fat man smiled and said to me, "Let's go up."

I picked up the bag that the fat man gave me. After thinking about it, I turned to look at the Vietnamese man and said in a very sincere tone: "Thank you."

To be honest, I did this purely habitually. Because others helped me, I would say thank you in a habit. The Vietnamese looked at me, suddenly a smile appeared on his cold face, and then took something out from under the seat and handed it to me.

It is a bottle of mineral water, and it is a miscellaneous brand. It has been opened, only half of it is available.

The fat man glanced at the bottle, then glanced at the Vietnamese with a strange look, and suddenly laughed: "Boy, he likes you. Take this thing, maybe it's useful on the road."

I took it in confusion. Although it was an open mouth, maybe even the mineral water he had drunk. But I still carefully put it in my bag.

The fat man accompanied me on the boat.

There were five or six crew members on the boat, all of them were cold-faced. I saw someone even blatantly holding guns around his waist, and there were several diving devices hanging in the cabin. The fat man laughed and hugged someone, then pulled me to introduce, "This. My brother!"

The man was very short and thin, and he actually spoke Chinese, but it was very unstandard. He was very stiff: "Your brother... is not like you! You are very big, he is very small!" He smiled and made a gesture with his hands, probably to describe the difference in body shape between me and the fat man.

The fat man smiled. Then he took out an account from his arms, took out his cell phone and dialed a number in front of the person. After the phone was connected, the fat man handed it to the person with a serious look. After listening for a while, he showed a satisfied smile and patted the fat man: "Very good, it's all here, you are very trustworthy. So do I!"

He raised his chin at me: "Go in, you sleep in my room!"

The fat man told me another phone call, "After you get ashore, find a place to make this call. Someone will come to pick you up."

After doing all this, the fat man patted me for goodbye. Before leaving, he grabbed me and looked at me with a smile: "Boy, do you know why I saved you?"

"I don't know." I shook my head.

"Because there are too few people like you, one less person will die." The fat man smiled sadly: "So I don't want to watch you die."

When I watched him jump off the rope, I suddenly felt a little moved and reluctant to leave. I walked to the side of the boat and whispered to him: "Fang Dahai, I, Chen Yang, will be back one day!!"

The fat man just waved at me, then laughed and said, "Ask yourself before doing anything in the future, is it worth it!"

The motorboat left quickly and quickly left.

I looked at the boat that was leaving and said to myself:

"Not worth it! But... I don't regret it!" I seemed to have freed myself: "At least I don't owe him now."

This is a smuggling boat, which is the legendary snakehead ship. The person who traded with Fatty is also a Vietnamese, but he seems to have done a lot of business with Fatty and speaks Chinese. His name is even more strange, it is called "Old Snake".

When the fat man sent me onto the boat, I wondered why the black man on the fat man on the fat man didn't get onto the boat. Later I found out...

Although they are both Vietnamese, they have different backgrounds, one from South Vietnam and the other from North Vietnam. Although the political situation is different now, after the historical grievances, we cannot explain the grievances between South Vietnam and North Vietnam.

I just arrived here for a day and already knew that there were more than thirty people under the cabin!

This boat used to be a fishing boat... Actually, it is now. It is publicly owned by a fishing company in Vietnam's "Hai Pang City", and the fishing devices they wear are all real.

When people are not transported, this boat is used to fish. When it is necessary, the cabin below is empty and used to hold people!

I hadn't seen the cabin below the deck, and the old snake's group didn't go down. The five or six crew members on the boat lived in the cabin above, and I lived in the old snake's room, which was said to be the captain's room, but in fact it was about the same size as the toilet at home. A small bed, the sheets were full of fishy smell, and there were also tattered navigation charts on the table.

I ate the same food as the crew. They are all fish and some vegetables every day.

I couldn't see the same smuggling people living under the cabin. I didn't know what they looked like... They never even walked to the deck. Because the door leading to the cabin below was always locked!

Only one crew member will send a small amount of water and food every day.

I almost just took a look and was sure... the little water and food were not enough for forty people to eat!

But the old snake didn't care at all. He had chatted with me. In his words, there were humans and snakes below.

"Just not starve to death."

It was also a smuggling. And what I enjoyed was almost the best treatment. I ate the same thing as the crew, and I could breathe in the deck every day. I even smoked cigarettes... It was a cigarette left by the fat man in my bag.

I dispersed a few packets of cigarettes for Lao Snake and his crew, and immediately let them see my face softer.

Because of my cigarette offensive, most of the crew members were good at me, and I could walk around the deck as well. I could not go in except for one of the cabins they locked up. I could go around the rest of the place.

At night, I even had a big name with the crew, and the bet was cigarettes.

Soon, in less than four days, I used up all my cigarettes.

Frankly, I even felt everything was fine for the past four days... until...

On the fifth day, the weather was good, but it was a bit hot.

Standing on the deck, you will see the sea on all sides, no matter from any angle, you can't see a trace of land.

This feeling makes people feel very, very small! There is no wind today, and the sun is directly on the deck, which is a little hot! I feel hot even when I sit in the cabin, and I can't help but go outside. Most of the crew are naked, and there are people wiping the deck lazily. The old snake is sitting in the driver's cabin and smoking, his forehead is covered with sweat. He curses in words that I can't understand.

The fishy smell was everywhere on the boat. Although I have become accustomed to this smell these days, I still can't stand it because the weather is so hot. Only by ventilating on the deck can I feel a little better.

At this moment, a crew member walked inside and said something to the old snake.

After hearing this, the old snake was very calm and explained a few words...

Then, I stood on the bow deck and saw two crew members walking to the cabin below, and within a few minutes, carrying one person out!

The man did not move. When he was lifted up, his arms drooped, as if he had lost consciousness.

Just less than seven or eight steps away from me, the two crew members carried the man to the edge of the boat and threw it into the sea!!

I was stunned for a moment!

The two crew members seemed to have no reaction, and even seemed to have gotten used to it. They clapped their hands, then walked to the two of them and joked with each other, walked inside and found a bag, opened it to search for the things inside.

My heart was sinking and I couldn't help but walk quickly into the cabin.

The old snake was there too. I hesitated for a moment, and my face looked a little serious: "Just..."

The old snake was watching his subordinates flipping through the bag, but he just looked up at me casually: "That person is dead."

I took a deep breath: "Is it... a human snake?"

"Yes." The old snake shrugged his shoulders indifferently and spread his hands: "It's normal for people to die."

At this time, the two crew members who flipped their bags suddenly cheered and took out a stack of banknotes and half a pack of cigarettes from the bag.

The old snake went over and snatched the money without expression, then took out half of it and threw it to the two crew members. The rest of himself was put in his arms. As for the half pack of cigarettes, he also took it away.

Then the old snake came to me, took out one from the half-pack of cigarettes and handed it to me: "Or?"

I suddenly felt a little disgusting and vomiting...

Seeing that I had no intention of getting grounded, the old snake smiled coldly: "What are you afraid of? Anyway, he is dead, no need, right?"

The old snake gave half a pack of cigarettes to his crew and ordered a sprite himself.

I didn't say anything, and looked at the crew quietly.

But in my mind, I was thinking about the person who was left behind... His identity, age, and name, no one knew.

But a living person is gone!

"What do you think?" The old snake came to me and said to me: "Die... normal. A lot of deaths every time." He grinned and pointed at the cabin: "It's hot above, it's hotter below! There's no wind and water. That person is unlucky, so he died."

When he smiled, he showed his yellow teeth.
Chapter completed!