There are only two kinds of polarization, one is to become a madman, and the other is to become a strong man who is decisive in life and death.

In this world, there have been many strong people, but behind their strong strength, it is often accompanied by madness and loss of control.

The shortcomings of the strong are infinitely magnified, and they, of course, have learned to cover up.

The two of them threw all the corpses into the endless sea, and the blood of the corpses continued to gush out, and after a while, the crimson of the blood was gradually faded by the ocean currents at the bottom of the ship, turning pink.

Andrew walks into the cabin, which contains a lot of food and a corpse that Andrew had shot at with a throwing knife.

"If we are thrifty, we will have enough food to eat for ten days. Andrew opened the five or six backpacks and pulled out all the food inside.

Nie Chuan looked at the backpacks, but reached out and picked up the bow and crossbow that had fallen on the ground.

"There is absolute lethality within fifteen meters. Andrew looked at the pitch-black crossbow in Nie Chuan's hand and plucked the crossbow string with his hand.

"There are fifteen crossbow arrows in total, and you can probably kill ten people with them, excluding the wasted ones. Andrew looked at Nie Chuan, and he saw a trace of disgust in the latter's eyes, an aversion to killing.

"Go ahead, get our backpacks. Andrew stopped talking, he knew that Nie Chuan was not very comfortable.

Nie Chuan walked out of the cabin and threw the anchor weighing five or six pounds onto the small boat five or six meters away.

The hook hooked the edge of the boat, slowly retracting the rope, Nie Chuan looked at the boat that was getting closer and closer, and the movements in his hand slowed down.

Nie Chuan jumped onto the small sailboat and threw the two backpacks onto the deck of the big ship, and then, Nie Chuan hung the red canvas on the mast, Nie Chuan threw the anchor on the deck, and then jumped onto the big boat with the sail rope, and with Nie Chuan's strength, the red sail on the small sailboat slowly rose

Facing the sea breeze, the red sailboat gradually moved away.

The two of them sorted out the contents of the cabin, and when everything was in order, they turned the bow of the ship and headed in the opposite direction of the red sailboat.

Nie Chuan originally wanted to throw the two dead bodies onto the red sailboat, but when he turned his head and thought about it, this training was not so simple, if those enemies found out that the two of them had been dropped, it would be equivalent to revealing their own location, and they could judge which ship he came from based on the numbers on these people's wrists.

Of course, these numbers were all told to him by Andrew, that is, because of Nie Chuan's rigor, he did not make mistakes.

After that, seven days passed peacefully, although they encountered many enemy sailboats on the way, but they were all safe, seeing that the food had bottomed out, the two of them had nothing to do, and actually played fishing in the endless sea.

It was at this time, thirty nautical miles to the west, that two sailing ships found the corpse of the giant floating on the sea.

The corpses of the enemies killed by Nie Chuan and Andrew had swelled and decayed, even in this cold northern hemisphere, the temperature of the sea water would not drop below minus one degree, the sea water was full of salt, and the wounds of the corpses were exposed, and the process of ascending that would have taken half a month was completed in only seven days.

The enemies of the two sailing ships saw the number on the wrist of the corpse of the Giant, which represented the number 13 galleon.

Andrew miscalculated this time.

A dozen enemy galleons were closing in on the two of them.

The situation is dire.