Chang Wen's shouts were not all useless, the first mate heard the voice when he was resting, and rushed to see Lao Xia's state and was surprised to quickly inform Du Han and give Lao Xia a drink, otherwise he would not drive the boat again, Du Han verbally agreed, let the first mate continue to drive the boat, but he stayed in the captain's room.

In the past two days, I was fortunate enough to be assigned to the work of guarding the captain's room, which was a group of "prisoners", of course, not so much as being guarded, but being held here together, and most of the rest of Du Han's subordinates were arranged below, leaving only the middle-aged man who was a little scumy and I to "stand guard" here.

Du Han saw that the first mate walked back to the cab, the gloomy expression on his face was even thicker, and he slowly walked into Lao Xia, and directly pulled the rags on Lao Xia's fat face, and I clearly saw that on the face full of fat, there was already a deep furrow that was stretched out there, and there seemed to be subtle blood oozing out.

Du Han stood aside, his face was weird, and what surprised me even more was that under Du Han's eyes, the dark circles under his eyes seemed to be much deeper than Lao Xia's who had not rested for many days, perhaps this also proved my conjecture that Du Han had not had a good rest at all in the past few days.

As long as a thing starts, there is no turning back, and the follow-up progress will make you completely unable to get out of it, and for this thing that Du Han did, he can only go one way to the dark, and even hit the south wall, and he can't turn back.

"Lao Xia, how do you feel today, are you still hard-mouthed? Still scolding the streets? Are the people of Province N still mongregs? Du Han waved the sharp knife in his hand and said to Lao Xia.

And the corners of Lao Xia's mouth have been foaming, and his lips have been shriveled, this is obviously a phenomenon of serious dehydration, five consecutive days of dehydration, if it weren't for Lao Xia's physique, it is estimated that it would have been finished a long time ago if it were replaced by me.

What happened later surprised me even more, Lao Xia opened his eyes slightly, his lips trembled slightly, as if he was saying something.

But he had no strength, and his voice was naturally pitiful, Du Han thought he was begging for mercy, how could he not feel this kind of pleasure-filled thing, his head leaned forward, and then asked: "What, you speak louder, what do you say." ”

"......" Lao Xia's mouth was still open, but no one could hear what he was talking about, even the nearest Du Han.

"What? You louder! ”

Du Han really thinks that he is begging for mercy, with a person's normal concept and cognition, a person is trapped like this, and he can't really be afraid of anything, even after five days of continuous dehydration, the first sentence is naturally begging for mercy, let the uncle in front of him be gracious, reward a sip of water to drink, and a bite of food to eat.

And as if he wanted to save up enough strength, Lao Xia didn't continue to open his mouth for a long time, and just when everyone thought that Lao Xia would not continue to speak, suddenly he heard an exceptionally clear voice roaring out of Lao Xia's throat.

Although it is extremely hoarse, it is enough for everyone in a space of less than ten square meters to hear clearly.

"I'll your grandma, my surname is Du, even if I am a ghost, I won't spare you."

To put it mildly, Lao Xia's physical state at this time was no longer enough to support him to say too imposing words, but when this sentence was said word by word, it still scraped into my ears heavily, which surprised me too much.

If the roles are reversed and it is me, it is very simple, I will definitely open my mouth to beg for mercy, without hesitation at all, and thoroughly implement the evaluation of others for me.

But I really can't imagine what kind of character, even human nature, can make Lao Xia not even say a soft word when life and death are at stake now, the answer is obvious, that is, backbone.

This Lao Xia is really backbone, a real man, I do have to admit this, even if others make you unable to eat a mouthful of food or drink a mouthful of water, he is not willing to live in this world. Although Lao Xia and I haven't been too anxious for a long time, I naturally don't want to have too much communication with this man who speaks so aggressively and is full of dirty words when he opens and closes his mouth, but what he shows at this time is indeed enough to make people respect him!

But my respect does not mean that someone present will feel happy in their hearts, and unfortunately, he seems to be the emperor of the earth on the entire ship, controlling the power of life and death of other people.

The muscles on Du Han's face were constantly beating, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with the words that came out of Lao Xia's mouth, but I also understood that what could he do, the first mate had already informed him in advance, and he was not allowed to hurt anyone again, and if anyone bleeds again, he would no longer sail the boat.

And then Du Han's plan to flee will also be a complete failure, but it seems that for Du Han, everything is no longer important, now he seems to have changed a person, not like himself, the knife in his hand is enough to make him become another appearance, he who controls the power of life and death of others, has forgotten this threat.

Raising the knife in his hand, Du Han shook it in front of Lao Xia's eyes, the moonlight outside was very bright, and the captain's room without the lights was sprinkled with moonlight, and the moonlight fell on the knife, flashing a cold light.

Shaking the knife in his hand, Du Han continued: "What, aren't you afraid of this knife?" Aren't you afraid I'm going to kill you? ”

But for Lao Xia, death may be the real relief now, and he may really not be afraid of Du Han's threat.

A very mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, of course, I also knew that for the current Lao Xia, it was extremely difficult to make this expression.

"Fuck you, if you want to kill or chop whatever you want, even if I die, I'm not afraid of you, a mongrel in N Province."

Come on! Everything is clear, Du Han is completely enraged, and the consequences are too terrifying.

I was trembling all over, I had never resisted when I was ridiculed by my wife at home, and I even felt a little unconvinced in my heart.

For example, I never felt that it was a shame to not be able to do such a bloody job as killing fish, and even the knife of killing fish would tremble in my hand, not to mention that there was a fresh life in front of me.

In a space of less than ten square meters, I was almost only less than two or three meters away from Du Han Lao Xia and them, and the cold light reflected from the glittering cold knife would pass through my eyes from time to time, constantly sweeping up and down in this space.

I couldn't control my body and took a few steps backwards, but the smell of blood was still very clear, even after a few days, the smell of blood had not yet dissipated in this room, not to mention the addition of new blood at this time.

The knife fell, Du Han no longer had any hesitation, the sharp knife pierced directly into the middle of Lao Xia's neck, without any mud and water, it seemed that this blow had been studied many times in Du Han's mind in advance, after the knife pierced, a slight twist, but also completely cut off the way for Lao Xia to be cured.