After the storm, Qingtang Port became lively, and the fishing boats moored in the sheltered harbor were ready to anchor and go to sea. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe busiest person at this time is the fishing boat owner.

Nguyen Thi Nguyen is directing the crew to transport ice from the shore to the ship.

In order to ensure the freshness of the fish, Nguyen Sai Yuan's fishing vessel is a medium-sized fishing vessel and does not have the ability to make its own ice.

Just when Ruan Xiyuan was busy sweating, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Big brother, let me ask you, how often is the bus from the port to the airport?"

"One car an hour, it's 8:50, if you want to sit, hurry to the port station, I guess you can catch up with ......" Ruan Xiyuan looked at his watch, then turned around and replied.

However, when he saw the face of the young man behind him, his body froze for a moment, and then he screamed, "Oh my god!" and sat down on the ground in fright.

Liu Lang touched his chin, although he hadn't shaved for two days, he looked a little vicissitudes of life, and his appearance was lowered a little, but there was still a big gap with the ghost, right?

"Big brother, where did the ghost come from in broad daylight?" Liu Lang said with a smile.

"Ghost, you're a ghost! I saw you jump into the sea and be eaten by a shark that day. Ruan Xiyuan struggled to get up from the ground, swallowed a mouthful of spit, and said in a panic.

As soon as he shouted, many people immediately gathered around.

Among them, there were two other fishing boat owners who saw Liu Lang jump into the sea that day, and after they saw Liu Lang's appearance clearly, their expressions also changed suddenly, and one of them said with a trembling voice: "You, didn't you jump into the sea and die?

"Yes, yes, please let us go! We are old and young, and we really have to live for a few more years!" another fishing boat owner begged again and again.

People who catch the sea all year round are the most superstitious. He has always feared ghosts and gods.

It is not surprising that the trio had such a reaction.

After being stunned, Liu Lang carefully looked at the three people, and soon he understood that these three people were the owners of the fishing boat who watched him jump into the sea that day. Thought he was already dead. No wonder they think he's a ghost.

"What are you talking about, when did I jump over the sea when I first came to Qingtang Port? Liu Lang wanted to prove that he was a living person, but after thinking about it carefully, the situation at that time could not be explained at all, so he said a word, and then ran away.

Wait for Liu Lang's back to disappear. The three fishing boat owners calmed down a bit.

"Does it just look like a ghost in broad daylight?" said one of the fishing boat owners with some hesitation.

"Don't be kidding, if it just looks alike, why are the clothes on the body exactly the same, I think it's a ghost, come to us to settle accounts, see that there are many people here, so I didn't dare to start, this sea can't go out today, I have to find a Taoist priest first, otherwise something will definitely happen." Ruan Xiyuan is the most superstitious of the three, and his heart is still pounding.

"But if we don't go to sea for a day, we'll lose tens of thousands of dollars!" the other two fishing boat owners hesitated.

"Is money important, or is life important? If you want to die, go yourself, anyway, I won't go to sea." Ruan Xiyuan looked frightened, and ran directly to the ship to give the crew a long vacation.

When the other two fishing boat owners heard this, they also felt that it made sense, and immediately canceled their plans to go to sea.

At this moment, Liu Lang, who had already sat on the bus, had no idea that his reappearance would cause the three fishing boat owners to lose tens of millions.

……

Country Y.

An old manor house in a medieval style.

Six men of different colors sat around a circular conference table.

"The Nice has been missing for more than twelve hours, and there is no news yet?"

"Six hours ago, I sent someone to the sea where the Nice went missing, and I am sure that the results will be received soon. ”

"Could it be that Wang Xingning deliberately turned off the communication system? That Oriental madman can do everything!"

"Let's hope so, there are a lot of people we can't afford to mess with on the Nice this time, and if something really happens, it will be very troublesome!"

"I said a long time ago, the Orientals are unreliable, why let Wang Xingning be in charge of such an important Nice?"

"Because he can research those high-level potions, do you think that gladiatorial battles without potions-enhanced can attract those psychopathic rich and powerful?"

The six of them were arguing fiercely, and at this moment, the mahogany door was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a black suit ran in in a hurry.

"Something happened to the Nice!" the middle-aged man gasped for a moment before he spoke.

"What's going on?" asked, the oldest white man of the six.

The middle-aged man swallowed a mouthful of spit and said, "There should have been a violent explosion, and then, then, the ship completely disintegrated!"

"What?"

All six stood up at the same time.

"Here are the photos sent back from the scene, there are a large number of hull fragments floating in the sea near the disappearance of the Nice, the fragments are small, almost no more than the size of a palm, and we have confirmed by technical means that these fragments belong to the Nice. ”

The middle-aged man turned on the computer in the room, and soon several clear photos appeared on the big screen.

The surface of the sea in the photo is covered with dense debris.

"Are there any survivors?" asked a brown-skinned man out of the six, after nearly a minute of silence.

"Not yet, only a small number of human remains have been found, and it is likely that the explosion was so violent that most of the bodies were destroyed. The middle-aged man replied respectfully.

"Tell the people at the scene to continue the search. One of the six gave the order.

"Yes. The middle-aged man bowed and retreated.

After a few moments, the six men sat back in their seats, and the oldest white man glanced at the other five, "What do you think?"

"How could the Nice explode, there must be a huge conspiracy behind this. A black man said with a grimace.

"Yes, we must find out the truth as soon as possible. Someone chimed in.

The oldest white man nodded, "It is necessary to find out the truth, but the most important thing at the moment is how to comfort the families of those who were killed. ”

"It's not easy to be alive, but it's different when you're dead, so I'll do it!" Just as the six of them were at a loss, the door was pushed open again, and a young woman with blond hair and blue eyes appeared in front of everyone. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )