Three minutes later, the smoke was removed from the cabin.

Then I saw the snow fall, and I sat alone by the side wall of the ship.

A weak woman, a weak woman who was pregnant for four months, was "abandoned" on this cruise ship.

Xueluo doesn't know what he Tun will do with her, but she knows that Yihe Tun's cruel and bloodthirsty nature will not be able to treat their mother and son well.

He Tun sits quietly on the cloth sofa ten meters away, habitually fiddling with the red sandalwood bracelet on his wrist.

He didn't look at the snow; the snow just glanced at him, then lowered his head to reduce his sense of existence.

In xueluo's hand, he still grasped the little tracker that Feng Xinglang had picked out from his biceps.

When Feng Xinglang handed it over to her, she could still vaguely feel that it was alive, but now there was no response at all.

Xueluo doesn't know if this thing is broken, or is it shut down remotely? Or is it beyond the range of remote control?

But snow has been holding the little thing tightly. I'm afraid that's the only hope for her and the baby to survive.

"Adoptive father, the whole cruise ship has been searched. Feng Xinglang is sure that he has been rescued by CongGang."

Xing San's report makes Hetun slowly open his eyes, which are slightly narrowed. It seems that he was not angry because Feng Xinglang was rescued. Just a little tired of waving a hand.

The news that Feng Xinglang was rescued by CongGang really gratified xueluo.

But when I think of myself and the children in my stomach, I am afraid and uneasy to face the fierce river village alone.

Xueluo finds that Hetun is injured. There is a large amount of blood on his left shoulder, but he refuses to let Xing Ba deal with the wound for him.

However, judging from the ease of movement of his arms, it should be only skin injury; Cong Gang's second shot hit him, but failed to hurt him.

"Adoptive father, the soldiers are less than 20 nautical miles away from us. They should be able to catch up with us in half an hour!

In front of us, there are two cruisers approaching us. I should have been instructed to stop us from going to the high seas. "

Hetun has some inexplicable dryness, and doesn't seem to want to listen to Xing San's nagging report.

But in the face of the encirclement, he had to regain his calm fighting spirit.

"Throw this woman into the sea! Then clean up the cabin. Don't worry, those soldiers don't dare to hurt us! "

Hetun said it calmly. He is worthy of being a hero who has been on the battlefield for a long time. He is able to deal with this little matter with ease.

Throw her in the sea? Did you hear me right?

The snow fell when he Tun said, "I'm going to throw her into the sea.".

There is no doubt that Hetun wants to kill people and then kill the dead.

I didn't even think she was pregnant!

In the eyes of Hetun, Lin xueluo is a little man with a life like a mole ant.

Can Feng Xinglang, a husband, abandon their mother and son? Can he expect an outsider to care about their mother and son's life?

Although Feng Xinglang was helpless, it was a cruel fact to abandon their mother and son.

"No No Don't kill me! You can lock me up! I don't talk, I cooperate with you

At this moment, the instinct to survive is stronger. Of course, she didn't want to die, and she didn't want to die with her baby.

She wants to live.

"Feng Xinglang abandoned you! You can hate him in hell

He Tun took a look at the snow, then moved his eyes and continued to play with the string on his wrist.

When xueluo wants to fight for something for herself and the baby in her stomach, her mouth has been sealed by Xing San with adhesive tape.

"Adoptive father, I threw her away in a speedboat! The body will not be found soon! "

He Tun silent default.

Snow is bound hands and feet, and the mouth is sealed with tape.

Xing San personally drove the speedboat to ride the wind and waves in the opposite direction of the cruise ship.

The sound of crying for help from the snow seemed to be swallowed by the sound of the engine of the speedboat.

In the dark sea, even the speedboat has become a drop in the ocean.

After orienting, the speedboat came to a stop at top speed.

Xing sanchao came over with the bound snow.

The snow retreated in horror. No matter which side, is a blue sea.

Unlike the blue and majestic sea you see on weekdays, at this moment, the sea falls into the eyes of snow and undoubtedly becomes a strange executioner. It will take the life of itself and the baby in the stomach!

"Wuwu Sobbing, sobbing... "

The snow made an indistinct sound of begging.

Xing San took a look in the direction of the cruise ship before pulling the tape off xueluo's mouth."Please, let go of our mother and son Please

Xing San quietly watched Lin Xue fall for a few seconds, raised his head like a slight light exhale. It seems that he is also tired of the killing life year after year, day after day.

"I can give you a way to live! God has mercy on you, but you can't live in the sea

Xing three side said, one side has untied the snow on the hands and feet of the rope.

Then a life-saving trap in the snow on the body, without hesitation will push her into the vast sea.

The splashing spray blinds Snow's eyes, and the nostrils and mouth choke into the sea water in varying degrees.

"Good luck!"

After hailing the snow in the sea, Xing San drove the speedboat to chase the cruise ship.

Watching Xing San leave in his speedboat, the snow falls and he wants to cry. She wanted to stop Xing San, but she knew that Xing San could not save her against Hetun's will.

It was a great gift that he could leave a life buoy for their mother and son.

With Xing San's departure, the surrounding area fell into darkness. In this endless sea, the snow is like a helpless leaf, engulfed by the blue sky and sea.

"Is there anyone Help... "

Xueluo tried to cry for help towards the endless sea in front of her, but her weak voice was drowned in the sound of the surging waves.

"Is there anyone Help Help There are people here who need help. "

Snow again tried to shout a few times, found that it is still in vain. If there is no goal, this kind of shouting is undoubtedly a waste of energy.

As a result, the snow will not cry, four ring look, waiting for the arrival of a miracle.

The sea is cold.

Although not to the point of chilling, but snow has begun to realize that their body temperature, in the cold water immersion, is a little bit of a drop.