The trade below and the entertainment on the deck are in full swing.
A drunken sailor came up to the mast and untied his trouser belt, trying to get rid of the swelling in his lower abdomen. Suddenly, a ripple flashed across the calm water. The sailor looked at the belt of his trousers which he hadn't completely untied, touched his swollen lower abdomen, and looked at his dry hands. He rubbed his eyes suspiciously and looked into the dark water.
"Hua La" a light ring, a head suddenly out of the water, toward him opened a bright smile.
The sailor gazed at the white tooth which was shining in the dark.
He rubbed his eyes again in disbelief, and the sailor was convinced that the head in the water was not an illusion. He suddenly woke up from the drunken state and forced out a cold sweat.
Just as he was about to open his mouth and shout for warning, he heard the sound of "whoosh", and a bright thin needle pierced his forehead.
The sailor's huge body shook, rolled his eyes and leaned forward slowly. The man in the water had climbed up the iron railing like a monkey, grabbed the sailor's greasy front and slowly dropped him to the ground.
"Tut." The man looked at the greasy gloss on his gloves disgustedly and fell on the deck carefully.
Not far away, the men and women were still shaking the Yellow tune, laughing and scolding loudly. The man in black squatted in the shadow and looked up at the moon for a long time. Several men fell on his side like water demons and looked at him silently.
Seeing that he still held his head back and didn't move, one of them could not help coming up on the back of his head. The other side was in pain. Just as he was about to turn his head, he glared at him angrily. He saw other people holding their backs in silence and quickly heading for the direction of the uproar.
The men and women who drank happily did not know that their happy time was coming to an end.
The ghosts of the men in black generally hide behind them, lift up the silver needle tube on their hands and insert it on their exposed skin. Soon, the men and women are drunk and shake their bodies. Their tongue, which was originally blurring words, is getting more and more swollen. After all, they close their muddy eyes silently and slide to the ground powerlessly. They are killed by the men He caught it steadily and put it on the ground.
Silently, the men threw off their syringes, took off all their diving equipment, put on their bulletproof vests, hung up their guns, and rolled their half wet hair to the back of their heads. Their vision fell to the narrow staircase leading to the bottom cabin.
Except for the monkey man who came ashore first. The heavy bodies of Latin American men are like candy in the palm of a child's hand to him. He pulls up the trouser legs of men and women and poses these unconscious people as "ha". When he stands in the original place to appreciate, he gets another sneak attack on his back.
"Have you had enough?" Companion depresses the voice full of helpless, "call Chen elder brother to know, see how he punishes you!"
"Brother Chen" is the representative of nightmare. The man's face covered with only two eyes showed a sense of surprise and fear. He trotted away from his "masterpiece" and quickly returned to his companion.
The man with Head MOU Guang Jing Sheng licked lip. A few of them stepped gently and stopped by the stairs.
In the cabin.
The young man turned his wine cup and watched the bearded men move the silver boxes into the back cabin in turn.
"Do you know what these local hats are..." Standing on one side of the man whispered, close to the young man's ear and said: "he Shao, give me a drink?"
"Hum." The young man, known as he Shao, glanced at the man's obscene smile, turned and walked away, leaving the man standing in the same place and smacking his mouth regretfully.
There was an unexplained agitation in his mind. Normally, the transaction went smoothly as usual. Although the bearded man was a bit stingy, he paid very simply and didn't procrastinate at all Why do you feel so uneasy in your heart?
The young man touched a dark brown scar on the back of his head, which was his habitual action in meditation. Only the deep pain under this scar will keep him awake all the time. Under the influence of alcohol and pain, his eyes become clearer and clearer. He only feels that the noise in his ears is gradually away from him. Only the faster and faster heartbeat makes him lift his eyes and scan the seemingly harmonious crowd.
A very slight sound got into his ear.
The young man raised his head and found that he had reached the bottom of the stairs at the cabin door. And the slight sound came from his head.
The pupils contracted sharply. Without hesitation, the young man ran to the narrow passage on the sea side. Adrenaline rapid secretion, his mind is still too late to sort out the thoughts, the heart of the crazy alarm has manipulated his body to make a move to survive.
Almost as he rushed to the side of the guardrail and jumped onto the guardrail, he only heard "bang". A stream of white smoke spewed out from the smoke bomb and quickly spread to the whole cabin.
Although the clear sound of smoke bomb being thrown into the crowd attracted men's attention for the first time, when everyone reacted, the whole cabin was covered with white smoke."There are enemies!"
"Smoke bomb!"
"Damn it! Where's my gun
The men swore and roared, but they were put down one by one by the anesthetic ingredients contained in the smoke. When the smoke dispersed, the men in black, wearing masks, ran down the stairs. What they saw was a pile of unconscious men's bodies overlapped with each other, as well as silver boxes, wine bottles, wine barrels and other things lying in disorder everywhere.
The first man walked in. After a few steps, a strong man with a big beard sprang out of the crowd. His face was covered tightly by a wet rag that was too dirty to see the color. His mouth was still murmuring in strange language, and he pulled the trigger with his other hand.
"Bang!"
The man in the black suit covered his ribs and frowned at the bullet case landing, leaving only a dent on the bullet proof vest. But the bearded man raised his hand and stuck it in the air. He looked at his chest with enchanting blood. The wet rag fell down, his lips under the bearded man opened and closed twice, and he fell straight down.
"Monkey, good job."
The monkey's eyes and eyebrows curved, the pistol in the palm of a flower, back to the waist.
The man looked at the men lying all around and said, "clear up."
As soon as he heard the sound of "Hua La", his eyes turned to the direction of the sound. The monkey was faster than him. He had already flashed out of the door and leaned down to the railing where the sound came.
There was only a broken ripple on the water.