It wasn't until Lang Zhan approached the golden woman in the red down jacket that the people on the wooden boat woke up like a dream, and many people's first reaction was to kneel in the cabin and make a bowing gesture, and there were words in their mouths. Bayi Chinese Network ? ?? (viii).? 8 (8) 1?Z?(8). (1) C (1) O?M

Indeed, Lang Zhan's appearance was too abrupt, and it was easy for people to associate with some more mysterious places.

After Lang Zhan lifted the golden woman onto the boat, he became embarrassed. When he got closer, he realized that this small fishing boat, which had a displacement of only one or two tons at best, actually carried nearly forty people on it. As a direct result, the waterline of the fishing boat is only about 20 centimeters above the sea level, and it seems that it is in danger of capsizing at any time under the crash of the waves.

The captain or leader was an old man of about seventy years old, and he sincerely said to Lang Zhan: "Sir, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, Miss Claudia would have died. Sir, you, where is your ship? ”

It is not surprising that the old man asks such a question. Lang Zhan's current appearance and mental state, if he said that he had been soaking in the water for three or four hours, no one would believe it. Therefore, in the eyes of the old man and his companions, Lang Zhan should have been launched nearby, and the time to enter the water should not be too long. Because that's logical! As for why they didn't see the boat nearby, maybe Lang Zhan was driving a speedboat?

"I don't have a ship," Lang Zhan thought for a moment and replied honestly. He had already guessed the identity of this group of people, this is a group of poor people, they have been in the world's major media for the past two years, they have a common name called Syrian refugees. Once the word "Syrian refugee" popped up in Lang Zhan's mind, the following picture naturally appeared in front of him, a three- or four-year-old boy lying on the beach, and in the distance, several seabirds were flying freely. There is an old saying in China that "people in troubled times are not as good as peaceful dogs", and compared to this picture, after replacing the dog with a bird, it is simply an apt portrayal.

"You don't have a boat? Then you-sir, then please come up, although you are a little squeezed," said the old man, and his eyes were once again full of piety as he looked at Lang Zhan.

Well, they are back on track again, and they begin to implicate Lang Zhan's appearance with some mysterious events.

Lang Zhan did not immediately respond to the old man's invitation, but set his eyes on the diesel engine in the stern of the boat and asked, "The motive is broken?" ”

"Yes."

"I might be able to help, do you have the tools?"

"Yes, sir, you are truly our nobleman."

"You're polite, I don't know if I can fix it."

There were too many fishing boats, and even Lang Zhan was embarrassed to get on board without making some excuses. After he climbed into the boat, he took a wrench and a driver from the old man's hand and immediately got to work.

During this period, the old man took out a blanket and handed it to Lang Zhan, but he refused. "I'm not cold," he said. Lang Zhan is really not cold, but the people on the ship don't believe it no matter what. Therefore, their gaze at Lang Zhan became more pious and kind.

"The oil circuit is clogged, is there a spare hose? It's okay, it's okay, I'll figure it out. "Lang Zhan is not a mechanic, and he has never even been exposed to mechanical maintenance before. Fortunately, there was information instilled by Nina, so, after the initial nowhere to start, his movements became more and more skillful and faster, and after intercepting a hose from the oil drum and replacing the damaged oil pipe, he successfully started the machine.

Amid the roar of diesel engines, the people on board cheered in unison. In the cheers of "vomit", several girls took this opportunity to secretly turn their heads to look at Lang Zhan, their faces flushed, and their eyes were almost dripping. The golden woman has also recovered at this time, she should not be an Arab, so there is no need to "look at incivility" like those girls, and avoid seeing Lang Zhan's naked ~ exposed upper body. "Thank you, sir, thank you so much," she thanked Lang Zhan after swapping places with the others.

Lang Zhan nodded slightly at her, gave up his position to a big man in charge of the helm, and said to the old man, "I don't know what to call you yet." ”

"Just call me Old Man Beda. What is your last name, sir? ”

"You can call me Xiaolang."

"xiao1ang—is that so?"

"Yes."

"Mr. Xiaolang, you are our nobleman, without you, Miss Claudia's life may be in danger, and we don't know when we will be able to cross this dangerous sea."

"You can just call me Xiaolang, where are you going?"

"Greece, you should have guessed it, we are Syrians."

Through a conversation with the old man of Beida, Lang Zhan learned that Claudia was a reporter for Enamel TV 2. The reason why the family and his relatives and neighbors dared to flee on a small fishing boat was because Claudia was in the middle. Claudia promised them that she would help them obtain refugee status and help them settle in a refugee camp somewhere in the country.

They went to sea in a remote fishing village east of Tartus, Syria, and the distance from this fishing village to the nearest Greek island of Crete, if not a little wrong, is about 900 kilometers. The distance of 900 kilometers is nothing for a large ship of 10,000 tons, but for a small fishing boat, it is a long voyage full of unknowns.

At the request of the old man of Beida, Lang Zhan later put on a blanket. Claudia's clothes were soaking wet, and she was also wrapped in a blanket. After recovering, her professional characteristics as a reporter were immediately exposed, first she just kept looking at Lang Zhan, and then she took the position of the old man Beida, and began to ask Lang Zhan frequently.

Gossip is a journalist's professional attribute, and has nothing to do with gender, nationality, or race. Claudia first just asked Lang Zhan where he was from, whether he was really not afraid of the cold or if he was pretending to be a man, and then, the occupational disease was completely done, and the question took on the unique trickiness of reporters.

"As a Chinese, what do you think of the unrest ~ chaos that is taking place in Syria?"

Lang Zhan had already felt impatient, and when he heard this, he glanced at her and said unkindly, "I'm sorry, I'm tired." After saying that, he closed his eyes.

At this time, Cladia seemed to have forgotten that Lang Zhan was her savior, and said aggressively: "Mr. Xiaolang, you are escaping reality-"

Lang Zhan ignored him. The turmoil ~ chaos in Syria and the plight of Syrian refugees, if it is said that it is still far away from the Lang War, it is unlikely to have any impact on him. Now, in the midst of a group of Syrian refugees, he certainly feels the same as he gets to know first-hand the process of escaping in a small fishing boat. The Syrians themselves are to blame for the situation they have fallen. They either deliberately connived at it, or they only cared about cleaning up the snow in front of their own doors, and as a result, the opposition was enlarged, and foreign powers and Isis were given an opportunity to take advantage of it. From this point of view, they have to leave their homeland and become refugees, which is actually self-inflicted. Lang Zhan had such a feeling, and for some reason, he remembered Hao Zichen and the others, and regretted that he couldn't hand over the automatic aiming system he had taken from the wolves to them when he was on Devil's Island.

This is the first time that Lang Zhan has taken the initiative to think about the country since he became a mercenary, and it is foreseeable that this will not be the last.

"Mr. Xiaolang, you can't treat a beautiful lady like this-"

When Cradia said this, Lang Zhan, who really didn't understand Western humor, couldn't hold back, opened his eyes and gave her a slap in the face.

Claudia laughed and praised, "You're so cute." Rest assured, this is just a private conversation, and I should satisfy my curiosity. ”

"One last question, otherwise, I'll jump into the sea right away—" Lang Zhan said.

Cradia nodded hurriedly.

Lang Zhan: "The country is prosperous, and the people are suffering; The country perished, and the people suffered. Compared to the former, the latter will be even worse. ”

"Finished?"

"It's over."

"But- hey, what are you doing-"

At Claudia's exclamation, Lang Zhan let go of the blanket and plunged into the sea.

Beida and the others were startled and hurriedly crawled over to take a look.

Lang Zhan emerged from the water and said, "Remember, no one has ever seen me. After saying that, he disappeared into the sea.

"What's wrong with him?" Old Beda asked Kladia.

Claudia also looked confused, and then she thought of something, waved her hands and said, "I, I didn't ask him any more questions." ”

"Huh!" Old Man Beida frowned suddenly, stood up and looked southwest.

On the southwest side of the sea, an armed speedboat is coming through the wind and waves. When the Turkish flag fluttering in the wind on the speedboat entered the field of view of everyone on the fishing boat, Old Man Beida and Kladia glanced at each other, and both saw the look of shock in each other's eyes. They are not stupid, they have already guessed the reason why Lang Zhan suddenly jumped into the sea. "Everyone take care of their mouths, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to him!" Old Man Beda sharply warned everyone on board.

"He's a criminal?" Claudia asked in a whisper.

Beida looked at her and said very seriously, "He saved you and helped all of us." We can't do things that will take revenge. ”

Claudia nodded and said, "I'll deal with it later." ”

The Turkish Coast Guard really came for Lang Zhan. After they stopped the fishing boat, one of the leaders took a tablet and began to carefully examine everyone on the boat with reference to the portrait of Lang Zhan on the tablet. Lang Zhan had already jumped into the sea, of course he couldn't have made any appearances. He then turned the tablet toward the old man and asked, "Has any of you seen him?" ”

Everyone shook their heads. Claudia stood up, looked at the head and said, "Mr. Officer, we need your help. Can you give us some food? By the way, this is my press card, and I'm Claudia, a reporter for Fargoku TV 2. ”

When Claudia said, "I need your help," Beda and his men didn't know what she wanted to do, and many of them had a hint of panic in their eyes. And after Claudia said the next words, their expressions were relieved, and some of them exhaled with relief. It was a good thing that they were rewarded for their kindness, but this time the change in mood was too obvious, and it was exposed.

The Turkish Coast Guard officer's ability to read words and expressions was obviously very strong, he first took a deep look at the few Syrian refugees who were exhaling, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at them, and ordered his subordinates: "Arrest them!" ”

Lang Zhan didn't dive far after entering the water, instinctively, he really hoped that this was a misunderstanding. When the Turks ordered Beda to shut down the motive, he poked his head out of the side of the fishing boat with its back to the Turkish speedboat, and when he heard the Turks' words, he knew what was going to happen.