At this moment, I almost peed with fright. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info This is by no means my instigation, think about it, how big is the Moby Dick? What's the use of a person growing stronger? It's still like an ant in front of it.

We didn't want to be crushed by it, and we didn't wait for anyone to give the order, everyone went backwards on their own.

We thought that after the Moby Dick landed, it would stop after a few meters at most, but we didn't expect it to be too fast and the inertia was too large.

The distance we retreated was not enough at all. And we are all in a hurry, and we are all in a mess. Many people shouted, and everyone scattered in all directions.

My original position with the beard was very good, not on the "cusp", if we retreat again, we just watch the excitement for a while. But there was a fisherman who fell off his chain, and suddenly, screaming, fell to the beach.

The pressure in his heart was too great, and he was cold, so he only cared about wailing, and he didn't mean to get up again.

When I saw this, my heart tightened. I'm also like Spiegel, if no one saves him, he will definitely die, especially where he fell, which is the only way for the Moby Dick to run over.

The beard also noticed the poor fisherman, and his righteousness came up, and he shouted, "Little stuffy, quick! Without waiting for me to answer, he grabbed my hand and forcibly dragged me with him.

When we arrived at the fisherman's side, the Moby Dick was less than ten meters away from us, and it was like a big mountain, and even when it was blocked by it, it was so dark in front of my eyes.

My beard and I each grabbed one of the fisherman's hands and tried to get him up. I also reminded the fisherman to cooperate with him.

The fisherman did exert himself, but in the opposite direction, and he cried out in terror as he jerked us both to the ground.

Thankfully, I was able to stiffen my waist in time, so I didn't kneel on the ground. The beard was completely pitted, and one leg knelt on the beach.

The beard also took out the posture of not giving up, hummed straight in his mouth, and continued to work harder.

But I knew it was too late, and I had to be ruthless and kick the fisherman hard.

The kick was aimed right at his shoulder, and he let go in pain. The beard was unbalanced, swaying straight back, and almost didn't sit a big squat.

At this time, the Moby Dick was close at hand, and the bottom of the ship pushed the beach, making a hissing sound, and a lot of sand splashed around, even bounced on us.

I almost gritted my teeth, suppressed the thumping heartbeat, and reflexively pounced on my beard. The two of us passed by the hull of the Moby Dick and fell to the side of the beach.

We both rushed down our faces, and I was better, but when I looked up, my face wasn't too dirty. The beard was miserable, he gnawed a mouthful of sand, and when he looked up, he kept babbling, and with each mouthful, sand was sprayed out by him.

I took advantage of the time to look back, and I couldn't see the condition of the fisherman anymore, and the Moby Dick had completely crushed him, but I found that one of the beaches was also red, probably stained with blood.

It's a pity that the beard mutters, saying that a human life is gone. I comforted the beard and tried my best, it would be nice if we didn't get crushed to death.

Beard sighed again. I took advantage of the moment and stepped back with my beard on my shoulder, so that it would be safer. During this period, the Moby Dick also purred forward for a certain distance and stopped completely.

I looked up and saw that there was no one on the boat. I realized that something was wrong, otherwise what time would it be, what kind of virtue did the Moby Dick have, and the fat captain could still sit still? Put on a stand with us?

The guards behaved differently, some scolded, and some wanted to get on the boat to have a look.

Beard was questioning, and asked me this and that. I didn't have time to think about that, because I found that there were guards looking around, and they wanted to catch the strong men and send them to the ship.

I don't want to be tricked, so I stressed to the beard and quickly pretended to be weak.

I fell to the ground with a thud, but my beard widened and slowed down by half a beat. It was just such a delay that a guard walked over to the two of us.

With a calm face, he waved his hook and ordered us to hurry up and get on the boat.

I was so depressed that I knew I couldn't hide. I had to stand up with my beard. I also took advantage of the free time to pull a few hairs, and it was full of sand, which made my head dirty and dizzy.

When I got on board, I stood on the deck and took in the environment. I know Captain Fat, who loves cleanliness, and usually keeps his decks clean, even fresh.

Now it was a mess, with overturned barrels, planks and beer bottles lying across the floor, and even dried blood spots in some places. I suspect there was a fight here. But I can't figure out where these people who fought have gone.

Beard and I had wanted to go into a few cabins to have a look. At this time, Ah Hu also got on the boat, and he called the two of us to go below deck together.

We had no choice but to follow him. Ah Hu also found a flashlight and led the way first.

We went through a side door, and went down from a corner. In front of me was a staircase that stretched down, and it was dark, even wet and cold. I was so cold that I wanted to shiver.

Also, this darkness irritates me and my beard. We both have a strong sense of danger.

There were also some miscellaneous items piled up on both sides of the stairs, including wooden boxes and sticks. We picked up two short sticks.

The beard also tried to pick it up, trying to see if it could be done. Ah Hu noticed our actions and shook his head, telling us not to be so nervous. He also motioned to the two of us to throw away the stick.

Beard took out an incredulous look and asked Ah Hu, "You're not kidding?" ”

Ah Hu said again, "Don't worry. Then he took the initiative to snatch the short stick from our hands and skimmed it off.

I savored Ah Hu's move, and said in my heart that the Moby Dick is so evil now, not only is he not afraid, but he is also so calm, he must know something.

Ah Hu didn't tell me more, and I couldn't ask more. After we walked the steps, we checked the cabins along the way, and there was nothing suspicious.

But suddenly, we heard a slight whining sound in the distance. In this environment, the whining sound is particularly noticeable. The beard was cold and excited, and asked the two of us, "What are you calling?" Is there a ghost crying? ”

I was so upset by him that I even took a closer look, not to mention, I really cried with a woman.

We both took a standstill posture, and Ah Hu listened carefully to the cry, and beckoned us to go over and have a look.

He walked very slowly, and I walked slowly with my beard, and he threw him off a lot. When he had stopped in front of a cabin, he knocked on the cabin with the door closed, and said that the sound was coming from here.

As soon as he finished speaking, not only did he cry more, but there was also a faint sound like a claw scratching the door, which also came from inside this door.

Beard and I walked slowly to his side and stopped, and we didn't have normal faces. If I were to call the shots, I would not even open the hatch, and I would probably even turn around and flee to the deck.

But Ah Hu held up the flashlight and kicked the door hard. With a thud, the door opened.

I took another half step forward with the courage to be prepared, and if there was danger inside, I would be able to drag Ah Hu away in time.

But the actual situation is not so pessimistic, and when I saw the scene clearly, I was stunned.

There are iron cages here. I have the impression that the warehouse where the Moby Dick put the iron cage is not this. I guess it's probably that after our group of fishermen disembarked, the fat captain moved the cages to another place.

The cages weren't empty either, and each one contained a man in it, who was the sailors of the Moby Dick, including the fat captain.

They were all sitting against an iron bar, tied so tightly that even their mouths were sealed. Most of the people crooked their necks, probably dizzy, but the fat captain, the second mate and a few sailors were quite "active", and the whining sound came from their mouths, and the second mate also shook his body vigorously, rubbing against the iron fence behind him, making a sound like scratching the door.

I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that I hadn't encountered a ghost, and I was quite confused, saying that why were all these people kidnapped?

Ah Hu asked the two of us to stay here, and he felt his whistle and blew it vigorously before quickly running to the deck. He's going to give a message to the other guards.

The beard didn't think much about it, and still stood like this. I don't want to stay any longer, or we can't do nothing, right? At least we have to try to rescue the fat captain, otherwise when the guards who arrived saw it, they would definitely blame the passive sabotage, and even violence against the two of us.

I beckoned to the beard and swooped to the deck.

We didn't come down again. On the contrary, many guards followed Ah Hu and went below deck to rescue the fat captain. A quarter of an hour later, the fat captain and they were all taken to the deck.

The guards searched for food and water to nourish these "prisoners". The one-eyed dragon also rushed over, but he could only roll his eyes, take out the behavior of a blind man, and ask the fat captain, "What's the matter?" ”

The fat captain was hungry at first sight, and while eating like crazy, he explained vaguely.

He received news from the Cyclops that he was going to use the Moby Dick to move everyone on the island. At that time, he was also recruiting workers in the interior, and he recruited a small group of laborers.

He was afraid of losing time, so he hurried out to sea with this small group of laborers, and when he first arrived on the high seas, everything was normal, but the next night, when he woke up, he was in an iron cage, and he was tied up.

The one-eyed dragon grimaced, visibly confused, asked the other sailors again. What they said was similar to that of the fat captain, who became a prisoner in a daze, and even a sailor explained that he couldn't sleep that night, and was doing that with a woman, when suddenly the back of his neck was cold, and he fainted again.

I also noticed that all the illegal workers hired by Captain Fat this time are gone, and the women who specialize in water masturbation have also disappeared.

I suddenly had a guess, and I said that it could be that these laborers and women rebelled collectively, just like the escape team of Ergou? It's just that these people are very powerful, and the rebellion is successful? After locking the fat captain in an iron cage, they escaped in a small rubber boat?

But I immediately rejected this speculation, and said in my heart that these people were not sick in the brain, so why didn't they kill the fat captain? And why not take the opportunity to capture Moby Dick?

The atmosphere was dreary for a while, and the one-eyed dragon and the others were all thinking about it, but one of the guards suddenly sighed and asked everyone with a frightened face, "This can't be done by a ghost again, right?" ”