I don't know how long it took, Liang Pengfei finally came to consciousness again, but he felt pain, a terrible headache, as if someone was pressing a big stone mill on his head, and he didn't have the slightest strength in his body, let alone moving, even if he raised his eyelids or lowered his mouth, it was an unattainable move, Liang Pengfei could only listen with his own ears.

Something was wrong, Liang Pengfei heard the sound of the turbulent waves in his ears, coupled with the shaking rhythm, which made Liang Pengfei, who has been escorting goods all over the world all year round, understand that he is on a ship.

"In charge, although the young master is gone, you should also mourn." A deep voice rang in his ears.

"It was fine just now, but how did it become like this in a blink of an eye. My son, the white-haired man sends the black-haired man, why is my Liang Yuanxia so miserable......" Liang Pengfei felt someone pounce on him and cry, that person was really heavy enough, so much so that he almost swallowed his breath.

What the fuck is going on? Liang Pengfei's head was completely confused, his father had already died on the battlefield in Vietnam, and his mother was killed in a car accident within two years, and he was brought up by his father's comrades-in-arms, where did such a father run out?

Liang Pengfei endured the great pain, and when he was thinking wildly, the person who spoke first just now said: "Come on, help the master over." A few of you come here, and come with me to send the young master on his last journey......"

Do you feel like someone came and lifted you, several pairs of hands, lifted yourself, and put them on a flat bed? up, and then I felt like I was starting to move.

Those people were talking and ...... as they walked, and when they heard it, Liang Pengfei couldn't help but be shocked, the young master in the mouths of these guys seemed to be himself, and they were discussing throwing themselves into the sea for burial.

Damn, isn't it, where did these guys come from, they actually want to bury themselves at sea, Liang Pengfei gritted his teeth and accumulated strength. Finally, in the swaying reluctantly, he made a voice: "Put down Lao Tzu's ......"

"Hey, Third Brother Liu, what are you talking about?" One guy who was carrying a plank turned back to ask another, and the man rolled his eyes back: "Fart." ”

"But why do I think someone is talking?" The man was still a little unwilling to defend himself, but unfortunately no one listened to him, and no one heard Liang Pengfei's voice, which was not much louder than a mosquito call.

The squinted eyes can already see that he is getting closer and closer to the stern, Liang Pengfei is really anxious, you grandma, in this state, you have entered the water, and you are a scale, and you will definitely die.

Finally, when those people lifted Liang Pengfei up and was about to throw him into the sea, Liang Pengfei finally roared out with a hissing voice: "I said your grandmother's, let go of Lao Tzu!" ……”

The sound was so loud that the hands of these people carrying Liang Pengfei were soft and loose, Liang Pengfei felt that his body was light, and then, he saw that the blue sea was getting closer and closer to him, and the impact with the sea made him almost unconscious again, after choking on a mouthful of water, the hope of survival stimulated his last potential, and his hands and feet could actually move, although he was weak, but at least he could stick his head out of the sea, and in his vague vision, he saw someone running in the hurry, and many people jumped into the sea like dumplings, swam quickly to his side, and those shouts, when a big hand tightly held Liang Pengfei's arm, Liang Pengfei finally breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't have to die for the time being.

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Very good and powerful, Liang Pengfei, who woke up again and had his head wrapped like an Indian Ah San, saw a group of guys with braids and heads, and thought that he had encountered a scene of braiding plays, but soon, reality broke Liang Pengfei's illusions, he saw two wounded people, no one was willing to cut off their hands and feet to shoot war scenes, the smell of blood, and the blood scabs that soaked out of the strips of cloth wrapped in wounds, even if it was a good makeup artist, it was impossible to make it so realistic, Coupled with the muscles on those people's bodies and the scars on the exposed skin outside their clothes, and the cold glow that inadvertently overflowed from their eyes like the tip of a knife, that kind of momentum was not much more than those mercenaries who traveled around the world all year round. Liang Pengfei, who has been hanging out with those murderous soldiers all year round, instinctively calmed down, obviously, this is definitely not a hospital, let alone a fucking pigtail scene.

And the sturdy man who had hugged him and cried was sitting in front of his bed at the moment, with tears in his eyes, looking worriedly at Liang Pengfei, who had a dull expression and a shocked gaze, that is, his only son.

"It seems that the young master just let the fragments of the barrel of the explode knock him unconscious, and now there is no big problem." A crew member who has been a buddy in the medical shop for a year pretended to feel the pulse, and after looking at Liang Pengfei, he came to such a conclusion with some uncertainty.

All the people crowded in the cabin couldn't help but roll their eyes collectively, including Liang Pengfei himself, who couldn't wait to think that this inferior doctor who was even more shameless than the old military doctor in Guangzhou flew away. The middle-aged man who claimed to be Liang Pengfei's father suddenly turned pale, and looked at this guy out of the corner of his eye: "Then why doesn't he recognize me?" ”

"Don't worry, sir, let the little one think about it, this ......" The foot-holding doctor stroked the rat whiskers, his eyes rolling slightly. Liang Pengfei also realized a problem at this time, and just now from the conversation between them, as well as the dress and weapons, Liang Pengfei came to a conclusion that he was not in the 21st century, but in the Qing Dynasty, that is, the era in which he lived was the middle of the Qing Dynasty or the end of the Qing Dynasty.

And the identity of this old guy who claims to be his father is also quite suspicious, just the thick calluses on his hands, Liang Pengfei can be sure that this is definitely not a pair of hands that deal with people with abacus and account books, maritime merchants, pirates, or maybe this guy is a maritime merchant and part-time pirate.

I have experienced countless tribulations, the jungles of South America, the jungles of South Asia, the deserts of Africa, the barren Gobi, and the Middle East, which is full of crises, I escaped the danger of death again and again with my calmness and wit, but I didn't expect to stumble and choke to death in the tofu bucket with my bare buttocks, and then, very dramatically, I traveled to this era.

"My son, poor one, let that splinter hit his head, and even my father didn't recognize it." Seeing Liang Pengfei's silent appearance for a long time, the middle-aged man couldn't help but raise his hand to hold Liang Pengfei's hand, and the old tears were all over his face.

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, which startled the crowd in the room and couldn't help but tremble, and Liang Pengfei and the middle-aged man were also startled. It was actually the sound of a bald head standing in the crowd patting his head, Liang Pengfei couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue, this guy shouldn't have masochistic tendencies, right?

"Boss, oh no, sir, the little one seems to know what's going on." The bald young man who looked a little stunned squeezed forward, there was a hideous and eye-catching scar on the bare head, and the sweat and blood stains flowing on the muscular muscles were intertwined, making his whole person exude a brutal and almost beastly atmosphere, but to the middle-aged man, he showed a simple and flattering smile.

"If you have something to say, if you have a fart, let it go!" The middle-aged man yelled angrily. The guy scratched his head stupidly: "Master, last year, we went to Luzon in the sea, and we met a fat foreign ship at that time, and it was full of heavy goods, and when I copied them, I was shot in the small head, but fortunately, I was rich and hard, and I didn't die, but I was confused for several months, and I was afraid that the young master would ...... him."

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ps: This is a new book, welcome all readers to come and cheer.

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