Masaki sat up slowly, trying not to disturb it, and returned to the cabin, and when he came out again, he held some biscuits and a water cup in his hand, and slowly placed it on the side of the boat with clear mineral water, and then returned to the chair, and he didn't know if it could understand, but he still said as if he was talking to someone: "I have prepared some water and biscuits for you, go and eat." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's strange to say, the pigeon looked at the direction of Masaki and the water cup as if psychic at the moment, walked over slowly, lowered his head and took a sip of water, and then looked at Masaki alertly, and found that he was still lying on the chair, so he ate the biscuits with peace of mind.

Masaki squinted at this hungry pigeon, and secretly sighed at the miracle of fate, allowing himself to meet this lost pigeon in this vast ocean, this may be fate.

The well-fed pigeon flew up, but did not leave, but stood on the top of the sail, combing its feathers little by little, while glancing at Masaki from time to time, probably in its little head, there is also the word gratitude, or knowing that the chance of flying alone in this vast sea to survive is too small, this pigeon does not leave, but flies around to find out the general pattern of the ship.

And Zhengji, also happy to have such a beautiful elf on this boring road, does not disturb it, a person, a bird, actually in harmony on this boat, Zhengji eats, it also has food, Zhengji drinks, it also has water.

The sun hanging high in the sky, unconsciously slanted westward, reflected on the sea surface of the fiery red light, the original turquoise sea, but at the moment as if it was burning gasoline, turned orange, against the fiery red clouds in the sky, it turned out to be a strange beauty, above the sea, from time to time jumped out of one or two Masaki called not famous swimming fish, in mid-air across a beautiful arc to hit the splash again, Masaki held the camera, one by one to record the beautiful scenery, and the white pigeon, at the moment in the sun originally white feathers, but also dyed red, quietly standing next to the bow of Masaki, cooing, a pair of smart eyes looked at this beautiful scenery, as if they were also appreciating.

"Woo~~!!" Suddenly, after a wail, a huge shadow suddenly appeared on the surface of the water, and then a pillar of waves rose into the sky, scattering into crystal droplets of water under the sunset.

Masaki looked at it intently, but was surprised to find that it was a huge whale again, which was not much different from the last time he encountered, and suddenly, Masaki's eyes changed, and there was something wrong with the whale in front of him!

Under the sharp eyes of Masaki, the wound on the whale's back clearly caught his eye, an iron fork more than two meters long, deeply inserted into the whale's back, and a trace of blood gushed out along the wound at the iron fork like inkjet, and soon dyed the sea surface red, and beside the whale, Masaki was surprised to find that there was a small whale more than four meters long, anxiously revolving around it, screaming sadly.

Obviously, this is a female whale with a child! And the wound on its body, you don't need to think about it, you can guess that apart from humans, in the ocean, there is no other species in the ocean that can inflict such damage on a behemoth tens of meters long! And if this continues, the fate of this whale mother is not very optimistic.

Masaki didn't have to think about it, since he had encountered it, he couldn't stand by and watch, let him make up for the mistakes made by humans as much as possible, the pupils in his eyes shrank, and almost in an instant, the writing wheel eyes of the three hooks appeared in the eye sockets, glowing with evil light in the setting sun.

Masaki took off his clothes casually, looked at the direction of the whale, and jumped into the water, and the pigeon behind him obviously didn't expect Masaki to make such a move, and it flew up as if worried.

Masanori in the water felt that the water temperature was slightly cold, and after a few seconds, he immediately swam in the direction of the whale, who knows when the whale will dive back underwater.

After more than ten seconds, Masaki was only a dozen meters away from the whale, and the whale obviously found Masaki swimming towards it on the water, Masaki floated in the water, the three hooks in his eyes turned slightly, and the next second, the whale's movements paused slightly, and then quietly stopped on the water, allowing Masaki to lie on its back.

Standing on the whale's back, Masaki felt as if there was a consciousness in his head, and although he couldn't understand what was being said, he was surprisingly able to understand the emotions of this consciousness, and there was a hint of fear in the pain, and it seemed to be slightly rebelling against his consciousness.

Masaki knows,This is probably the consciousness of the whale under his feet,He closed his eyes slightly,Between the fluctuations of consciousness,Masaki's consciousness seems to be a pair of gentle hands,Soothing the whale's consciousness,Revealing a friendly signal,Everything has a spirit,It just depends on the size of the spirit,And the IQ of this whale,It's about the level of a human being about five or six years old,So,For signals like friendliness,It's still understandable,Under the pacification of Masaki,It's very significant,Its consciousness gradually stabilized,And no longer resisted。

Masaki felt that the spirit of the whale calmed down, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly walked to the place where the iron fork was inserted on its back, took a deep breath, and looked at the dark and thick iron fork in front of him, Masaki almost couldn't close one hand, it was enough to see how powerful this is a weapon, he sighed slightly, his arm was forceful, and the tentacles were slippery, but he found that the iron fork soaked in sea water was not easy to exert his strength, and the iron fork was still not moving, and the whale in his consciousness had a painful signal in his spirit, and it was obvious that his own touch was not a good experience for it。

Masaki gritted his teeth, and with a mention of his spirit, the three hooks in his eyes gradually became a windmill-shaped, and the kaleidoscope opened!

Immediately after, almost the void appeared, a huge red skull-like phantom appeared outside Masaki's body, an evil surging aura instantly diffused, the flying dove above Masaki's head, instantly flew back to the boat, trembling in the corner, and the little whale next to the mother whale was also a cry of fear, the animal's spiritual sense made it instinctively feel dangerous, but because the mother was here, it could only cling to the mother whale with the same anxiety and fear.

Masaki didn't dare to delay, the big hand of the red skeleton in the void held the root of the iron fork fiercely, as if a thorn was pulled out on the tofu, with a stinging sound, the iron fork was easily dragged in the hands of the skeleton, almost in the next second, the phantom disappeared, and the iron fork fell into the sea in free fall, Masaki's body shook slightly, and at the same time accurately controlled the kaleidoscope to recover the three hook jade, without wasting a trace of mental power, and felt the pain of the whale in consciousness.

Looking at the wound after the iron fork was taken out, the blood gushed out like a fountain, it was even more than before, Masaki was not worried, for a behemoth like a whale, this was at most a small opening, sure enough, the muscles squirmed under instinct, and the wound on the whale's back quickly closed, just a little blood flowed out, and in consciousness, the whale's pain was obviously reduced a lot, and even, Masaki actually felt a trace of joy and gratitude from the whale.

The whale slowly swam to the side of the boat, Masaki jumped on the side of the boat, and the writing wheel returned to normal, and to his surprise, the whale that had regained its freedom did not mean to leave, but wandered around the boat, making a chirping one after another, as if grateful, no pain, more joy, and the little whale, also following the mother's side, echoed the crisp chirping.

A boat, a large and a small fish, a person, a white pigeon, in this sunset, there is a strange harmony and touch.

"Blood pressure fifty! heart rate drops!"

"Adrenaline injections, ready to rescue, immediate blood transfusions"

"Doctor Bai, the blood bank is running low!"

"Organize blood transfusions for family members immediately!" In the pale emergency room, the doctor wearing a mask frowned tightly, looked at the slow beating of the electrocardiogram and the data that the blood pressure bar was approaching the limit, and said loudly to the nurse next to him.

When the nurse heard this, she immediately walked out of the operating room, looked at the seven or eight people standing outside the door, took off her mask and asked eagerly: "Which of you is blood type B? The patient has lost too much blood and urgently needs a blood transfusion."

A few people at the door, seeing the nurse appear, seemed to see a savior, "Nurse, nurse, how is my son now? Is he okay?" asked the middle-aged woman with grief and tears on her face, looking nervously at the nurse, holding her hand tightly.

"I'm not sure now, but if you keep grinding, then I can't guarantee it," the nurse pulled her hand from Fancheng's mother's hand, her tone eagerly and warningly.

"Auntie, I'm blood type B, pump mine!" Liu Lu's voice came, and there was a trace of guilt and sadness on her face, Fan Cheng could be said to have suffered for the sake of them.

"I'm also blood type B, the child, don't interfere with the nurse's work, get out of the way", although Fan Cheng's father also had grief on his face, he was much more sensible, and stood aside with his wife in his arms.

"All people with blood type B, come with me immediately to draw blood, the sooner the better," the nurse did not procrastinate, and took the lead in walking directly towards the blood collection room.

The sharp needle slowly inserted into her slender veins, Liu Lu bit her lip slightly, watching the bright red blood pour into the blood collection bag bit by bit along the transparent tube, and the shocking scene before appeared in her mind.

After she and Wu Xinmei went out, she didn't actually go far, but called the police and called an ambulance, she will never forget the scene she and Wu Xinmei saw when they walked into the Internet café after seeing the gangsters flee at the door!