Suddenly, a huge wave hit, seventeen or eighteen meters above the side of the ship, and the head of the wave crashed on the deck, breaking off at the waist. The turbulent sea water suddenly sprinkled down overwhelmingly, drowning Xu Youbing invisibly in an instant.

"Quick, cable!" Frank flew up, grabbed the rope for the first time, grabbed the end of the rope and rushed out. I didn't want the hurricane to be fierce and form a strong air flow in the hatch, and before Frank could rush to the door, the man was swept upside down by the wind and fell back.

"Fake, find a way, hurry! What are you all still doing, without the god of war, there will be no prison gangsters. We're not good people, I'll admit it, but in this world, who dares to say who's really fucking good guys!

Are they those who are in the right homes, or are they businessmen, or philanthropists! No, there is a reason! Our existence is fundamentally a necessary product of social development! So we exist! And now, the messenger of hell is facing the moment of destruction, what are you waiting for, the only one who can save us is the god of war!

If there is no God of War, there is no person like him who has this ability, and even the Delta Force dares to break through, what do we turn the tables on, we will only be replaced by others in the future, then we will lose everything in Sam's Country, and it will become history forever, brothers!

So even if we have to fight, we have to fight this time, if nothing else, half of our family property is still on this boat, without these, then we will soon go bankrupt and become poor with nothing!"

It must be said that Frank is a very realistic guy and knows how to analyze the situation very well. His demagoguery, in the eyes of the Hell's Messengers, was indeed very reasonable. Everyone knows and hears about the simplicity and peculiarity of their business. I didn't expect it to be so simple.

As soon as the prison gang came out, it was hit hard like never before. These people are all fierce men, and at first no one was convinced. But when they saw that a guy who was comparable to themselves, or even muscular or better than themselves, was easily killed, their self-confidence was deeply hit.

Let's be honest, no one wants to die. But resisting, or disobedient? Frank has lost half of his face, and even the ultimate guardian of the prison gang has no news. This is even more serious psychological destruction for several of them.

The psychological defenses are destroyed, and with it comes fear and surrender. The boss has accepted it, and we can still not accept it. What's more, for people who think they are strong, it is easy to admire someone who is stronger than them.

Help, if you don't save the destroyers of the island country, it's right outside, and if you don't save it, the prison gangsters are likely to be finished from here. And the end of it is that everything is gone. Only by fighting back, or under the leadership of a wise man, will there be a glimmer of life.

The five gangsters looked at each other and made a quick decision, each grabbing a section of the cable and rushing towards the door in unison.

Hulala, the wind and tide are surging outside, the huge waves are towering, and the deck is full of oceans, which has long become an overwhelming water world, and there is still a shadow of people.

These guys pushed one by one, and finally moved to the door step by step against the strong wind. With such a strong wind, it is really difficult to take a step forward. If it weren't for the five of them lined up tightly, I believe they would have been swept away by the wind in an instant.

"Throw the rope out, quick, damn weather!" Frank commanded loudly at the back. The thick rope was soaked by the sea, and it was very difficult for several people to carry it. This was something they had pulled back on the deck before, and they didn't want it to come in handy at the moment.

Five people stood in the hatch against the wind, shouting the horn with difficulty, the cable was raised high, and at the moment when they just wanted to let go, suddenly someone felt a sinking in their hands, and the cable automatically slipped down from the palm of their hands.

"Quick, hold on to him! This mess is just too heavy!"

This kid thought that he had missed his hand for a while, and he didn't want to say that as soon as the words fell, a head appeared in the water, and then a person rushed over, pounced on him for the first time, hugged him tightly, and then commanded in Sam Country's commanding language: "Go back to the cabin!"

"Quick, pull back, GO, GO, GO, pull quickly" As soon as I looked back, I saw clearly, it was none other than Xu Youbing, the god of war. The boy was so happy that he grabbed the cable and climbed in with a loud roar.

"God of War, are you okay, you're not injured?" Frank hurriedly picked up Xu Youbing and greeted nervously.

Xu Youbing grabbed the iron blood with one hand, and the fine steel cable at the end of the iron blood with the other, pulled out one of the steel darts of the steel cable from the cable, and wiped it neatly.

"It's okay, I can't die, I want Lao Tzu to die, it's not that easy! Do you have a phone, I need to contact my people right now!"

But my maritime phone has been washed away by the waves, and if you want to call, you need to go to the wheelhouse!" Frank nodded quickly, and came over to help Xu Youbing, but was pushed away by Xu Youbing: "Take me there, hurry up, there's no time, if these guys react, I'm afraid we will be fed fish!"

After arranging for these people to continue to be vigilant, Xu Youbing looked at the frightened crowd in the cabin and shouted loudly: "Scream, you know scream, you have lost all the faces of the Chinese people! In the unit, in the factory, or in the school, those who used to be excellent cadres will take a step forward." ”

The crowd looked at this rough man in amazement, he had a mighty and resolute face, tiger eyes, looked like a sharp blade, who looked at whom, who couldn't help but bow their heads. From his body emanated a monstrous majesty, an inexplicable sense of fear and surrender, which suddenly emanated from the hearts of these people.

In the cabin of hundreds of people, twenty or thirty people hesitated, and finally walked out under Xu You's sword-like eyes.

"I, I used to be the section leader, I don't know what you asked us to come out for! All around me are the squad leaders of our factory, and we are all technicians, and when the factory went bankrupt and closed down, we discussed going abroad to work for two years. They are all ordinary people, they are still young, they take out a loan to buy a house, they don't want to go wrong, there is no way out, let alone repay the loan, and they can't even eat!

Just say what you want to do, it's on the stall, you give a sentence whether it's dead or alive, to put it bluntly, we're not afraid of you!"

A thirty-seven or eighteen-year-old big man walked firmly in the front in his heart, he looked at Xu Youbing, his brows furrowed, and he thought to himself: What is the drag, what's the big deal, stand up and stand up, can you still kill me!

Xu Youbing looked at this strong man coldly, with a dignified appearance, a majestic face, and a righteous body. With a square face and a small flat head, he has the majesty of some factory cadres. He has long legs and a strong body, and it seems that he is also a leader who has worked at the grassroots level.

"What is this comrade's name? There is nothing else, there can be no chaos at the critical moment, we need unity. The great man said that unity is strength! Everything depends on ourselves, and we can only rely on ourselves to survive! I am a coastal defense anti-smuggling officer in Yanhai City. The situation is very bad now, and I have a very important task for you and your brothers! For the sake of all of you, for the sake of our boatload of lives, will you accept it?"

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