The boat boss immediately thought of something, laughed and continued: "In the past, when I was smuggling, there were not many people who could survive, and the disability rate was quite high, and even if the price was lowered, no one dared to smuggle out of the country later."

As a last resort, the rules can only be changed, half of the money is collected before boarding the ship, and the final payment is given when the destination is reached, which also ensures the safety of the stowaways to a certain extent.

After all, we have been floating at sea for so long to make money, and when people die, they will earn less, but there are always exceptions to everything. ”

"Is there any difference between those people in the cabin?" Han Fei said.

The boat boss smiled and said: "Of course, there are too many rich people in Huaxia now, even if you have no money, as long as you cut your conscience, you will be worth millions in less than a year or two, not to mention giving half of it first, even if you get on the ship for free and then give the final payment, no one will be happy."

However, there are still many places in Southeast Asia that are quite backward, and they still follow the old rule of more than ten years ago, first give money and then get on the ship, and run for a month to reach ordinary people for half a year, do you still have any questions?"

Han Fei knew that there was nothing to say under such a premise.

I can't get along at home, I always think that when I go abroad, there will be a lot of money waiting for me, and if I don't do it, I have to spend a lot of money to get myself on a boat and raise it as a livestock, and my luck almost died in the belly of a fish before I set foot on the land on the other side of the ocean to make gold.

"The money has arrived, and it's already very kind that I didn't do that kind of halfway thing, after all, I didn't put a knife on their necks to force them to get on the boat.

Compared to other peers, my boat is already a paradise for stowaways. When the captain said this, he seemed to feel that he was standing in the holy light, and an indescribable expression appeared on his face.

Han Fei felt a chill in his heart, thinking of the words that the woman said to him before leaving, he also thought about it in his heart.

The boat boss suddenly looked at Han Fei and said again: "Before you came, our ship had been drifting at sea for two days, and I can tell you for sure that others will return after going to sea for one day to start the next order."

After the money is in hand, a boatload of people is thrown into the sea to feed the fish, and those sent to the other side are also used as goods for secondary trading, and some people have been working on a drug plantation for twenty or thirty years now!"

Han Fei's face changed slightly, and he didn't know if the other party was trying to see the poor dagger or just joking when he said this.

Subconsciously looked at the distribution of those crew members, as long as the two guys with AKs were dealt with first, the rest of the people were only three or two minutes.

With Han Fei's resolute personality, the deck should have been dyed red by now.

That is, considering that he had never sailed before, he was afraid that by then the gasoline would run out, and he would still be roaming the sea with this broken fishing boat, and if he could not see the land for a week or two, he would die of thirst if he did not starve to death.

The boat boss didn't realize that he had just walked around in front of the Ghost Gate, and then said to Han Fei with a smile: "Don't worry! I won't attack you even if I sell a boatload of people."

After all, I still count on long-term cooperation with the financier behind you, and your boat fare alone is worth two months of my opening!"

Han Fei just smiled, if you really believe you, then there will be ghosts, originally when the woman said that, Han Fei was already a little unhappy in his heart, and when he really encountered this thing, his heart was even more uncomfortable.

"Li Guoshun, Li Guoshun, you tell me that what you are doing is all personnel!" Han Fei sighed, picked up a cigarette and walked inside.

Starting today, sleep can't be as solid as before, it's all murderous beasts, and if you take what they say seriously, you won't be far from death.

Han Fei subconsciously touched the mineral water bottle that he had stored close to him, it was the glucose solution that the tall man had prepared for him before leaving, and he had to rely on it to hang himself if something really happened.

Thinking about it, that guy also deliberately told himself to store it close to him, and not to take it out easily, he should also know some inside information.

Connecting the things before and after, Han Fei looked at the sea in the distance and felt a little wave in his heart, no matter what Li Guoshun's previous arrangements were and what the starting point was, in short, he couldn't go down the road ahead!

After smoking the last big soybean, Han Fei also found a place to close his eyes and recuperate, and he was always half-asleep and half-awake, but whenever there was a little trouble, he could wake up immediately.

Time passed day by day, what I thought would be over in three or two days, but now I have been floating on the sea for five days alone, and I don't know what happened to Qingxue's girl, but Keke and Zhang Xue should still be safe before, right?

The three girls' affairs aside, I don't know if the bald head in the hospital is awake now, whether the boss promised to do it or just let it go.

What worries Han Fei the most is the guy Li Crazy Knife, a night of pranayama, plus the left-handed knife technique of the quick special training, I don't know what kind of heat he practiced later.

Originally, he was asked to take the car directly to the beach, and bring his girl who didn't know whether to be a goddaughter or a child daughter-in-law, but he emphasized how to bear the name of the crazy knife, and it was also an indescribable dead brain, I hope he can settle the old enemy and end that grudge.

As soon as the day dawned, two more people were carried and thrown into the sea one after another, and according to the situation of the previous days, it was estimated that at least three or two more would have to go down in the afternoon.

When Han Fei walked to the deck, he clearly felt that the crew members were much more active than before, and everyone had a feeling that they were about to celebrate the holidays.

At lunchtime, everyone had an unprecedented canned beef in their meal, and in addition to this, each person added a large glass of beer, all revealing that today was unusual.

"Hey, what the hell is today. After lunch, Han Fei took advantage of the sightseeing time to throw the thick pile of hairy grandpa in his bag into the hands of a lone crew member and said.

It is said that money can lead to ghosts and gods, and loyalty is not absolute, at least this crew member has been running for a month, and the income is definitely not as much as what Han Fei gave him now.

Although he is not Chinese, Grandpa Mao's influence in the whole of Asia is quite amazing.

The crew member subconsciously looked left and right, and then quietly put the thick stack of banknotes into his arms, and whispered to Han Fei: "Today we will be relieved, we will add a meal to celebrate after each end, the last time it was steak and brandy, this time it was replaced by cans and beer." ”

Although he spoke very awkwardly in Chinese, Han Fei still barely understood what he said, and then smiled and said, "Do you mean that we also include me?"

The crew's face changed instantly, and he felt that his lie had been exposed, and he subconsciously wanted to pull out the mountain knife on his waist, but then he resisted this impulse and exposed the topic with a haha.

Han Fei smiled, his gaze slowly became a little cold, what he said on the day he first got on the boat was quite like that, now that he thinks about it, it's all fucking bullshit.

In the middle of the night, there was some commotion on the ship, and it sounded like the stowaways in the cabin had been brought onto the deck, but now they were clearly still wandering on the sea, and they could not see the land at all!

Han Fei was just about to go out to take a look, the wooden door had been kicked open from the outside, and the boat boss, who could still squeeze out a smiling face a few days ago, shouted at Han Fei with a cold face: "It's your turn! Get out!"

The corners of Han Fei's mouth were also slightly upturned, he had already let you go a few days ago, and now he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but you didn't know how to kill me.

Han Fei was just about to touch the fruit knife he had prepared in advance, when a gunshot suddenly rang out outside, Han Fei's face changed slightly, and he immediately smiled and walked out.

In the past few days on the ship, he has clearly equipped these people's weapons, except for the two AKs, only the ship boss has a paint revolver.

But the gunshot just now was neither AK nor revolver, and when Han Fei walked to the deck, his heart suddenly looked like a mirror.

The fishing boat had already turned out its flames, and next to it was a much larger sea vessel, and the metal hull alone was several notches stronger than this one.

Comparatively speaking, the staffing and firepower on it have also increased several times, and more than twenty people are standing on the deck, each with a micro-punch on their shoulders.

The previous gunfire was that a man on the boat had shot and killed a stowaway, and as for the reason, for them, these people were no different from cattle, and to kill was to kill, and morality and law could no longer restrain them.

A long plank of wood was placed between the two boats, and the stowaways, struggling to survive, were struggling to make their way to the other.

With a little wind and waves, some people fell into the sea with an unstable center of gravity, and then a shuttle bullet went down and dyed the sea red.

These people are men and women, in the prime of life and young people, but at this moment, they are all the same as the old man who is about to die, and it is quite difficult for them to move and walk.

Even so, they were unwilling to support each other in walking, for fear that one of them would stumble and fall, and even take themselves to suffer unjustified disasters.

As long as they go forward and further, this period of sea drifting will be worth it, and a new life in the future is beckoning to them.

Grabbing the few luggage in their hands, they were either excited or tearful, but they walked onto the deck of another ship without hesitation in the face of the black muzzle.

The boss of the boat was all relaxed and cheerful, and as for the wave of people on the other boat, the eyes of these stowaways were flashing with wolf-like fierceness. ()