"Vice-Captain?"

"This is Xie Tong, the deputy captain of this ship, thanks to him, then Li Yiyi didn't cause a big incident."

Seeing that Tang Baobao was still dizzy, Chu Junlan deliberately explained to Tang Baobao again.

"There's nothing going on here, if it's still late today, why don't you go and rest for a while?"

Xie Tong said to the two.

"It's okay, I can't sleep left and right."

Chu Junlan nodded at Tang Baobao, looked at Xie Tong again, and then asked:

"What did the group say?"

Xie Tong shook his head, the essence in his eyes flashed, and then he said:

"But there's always a way to get them to speak, but this person ......"

Xie Tong flashed to the side, and the two of them saw that behind Xie Tong, there was a person lying covered in blood and unconscious.

"This man is a little familiar."

Tang Baobao fixed his eyes and looked at it, isn't this the man in ink who sold her motion sickness medicine today?

Why is he here, and so badly injured?

"This is the guy who sold me motion sickness medicine yesterday."

Tang Baobao told Xie Tong and Chu Junlan about the matter, but neither of them extracted any useful information from it.

While the three of them were talking, Chu Fengyun and his party also came here.

"What's going on?"

Chu Fengyun squeezed through the crowd and came to this splint, looked at the person covered in blood and then looked at Tang Baobao and Chu Junlan, and only exhaled softly after seeing that the two were intact.

Chu Junlan shook his head at Chu Fengyun, and seeing that there were more and more people coming around, he proposed:

"Let's lock these people up together first."

Xie Tong nodded with a deep groan, and then asked the crew to take the people to the negative floor, which was the cargo hold of the entire ship.

Leaving the man and the man in ink at the back of the warehouse, the group lit the lamp and candle and remembered what was going on.

"These people said they were going to burn the ship and loot, but it looked more like they were going straight to this person."

"Who is this man?"

Everyone who heard Chu Junlan speak shook their heads, this man in ink was just one of the many boat passengers, who would pay special attention to him?

"Well, don't guess, let me wake him up."

Chu Fengyun walked from behind the crowd, with a calm face, but there was a little smug in the depths of his eyes, a look of "You can't do anything without me".

"Alas, I've never woken up with an inch-long silver needle, come on, let me prick him!"

Chu Fengyun stepped forward and took out a silver needle, and pierced it without even diagnosing the pulse, and with the action of "snapping", it was pierced on the body of the man in ink, and with the action of Chu Fengyun, the man in ink opened his eyes with a "whoosh".

There was a little bit of a dazed look in his eyes.

That's pretending to be dizzy......

Chu Fengyun sneered, "It's really not scared!" ”

The disdain in his tone made the man in ink, whose face was covered in blood, blush.

As early as when Chu Fengyun saw this man in ink, he knew that this guy was pretending to be dizzy.

Only then did he deliberately scare him, saying that he would prick him with a silver needle and scare people awake.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

The man in ink naturally refused to speak, looking like he would rather die than give in.

Chu Fengyun couldn't help but itch his teeth, and wanted to prick the silver needle in his hand into the face of the man in ink.

"Why did those people from southern Xinjiang arrest you?"

Tang Baobao relied on the fact that he had dealt with the man in ink before, so he asked directly and confidently.

However, the man in ink naturally wouldn't bother with her.

Simply everyone no longer paid attention to the man in ink, but began to ask about the few people from southern Xinjiang who did it.

Those people in southern Xinjiang also stiffened their necks and didn't want to say a word.

"Liu Qianqian, you take the baby with you."

Chu Junlan saw that the impatient look on Xie Tong's face became more and more intense, and directly supported Liu Qianqian to take Tang Baobao away, so as not to scare her if the scene was too bloody for a while.

"I'm here with you!"

Tang Baobao hesitated and refused to leave, but Chu Junlan smiled gently at her, "You go up first, you can't help here, it may scare you here for a while, good." ”

Hearing this, Tang Baobao couldn't help but let a pair of eyes fall on the man in ink who was covered in blood, so he nodded and took Liu Qianqian out.

As soon as the two girls left, the last bit of patience on the faces of the men who stayed behind was exhausted, and even as if a thick evil qi was churning out of their bodies, the whole space became a lot more gloomy.

Xie Tong stepped forward directly and kicked the southern Xinjiang man led by him to the ground, and even crushed the opponent's head.

"Say, what is the purpose of you and your accomplices?"

It speaks the southern Xinjiang dialect.

The southern Xinjiang people led by Xie Tong couldn't close their mouths when they were stepped on, and suddenly blood mixed with saliva gushed out.

I'm about to die.

And with his movements, the rest of the southern Xinjiang people also vomited blood in the same way and fell to the ground.

This posture looks like taking poison.

Chu Fengyun stepped forward to treat this group of people, and the man in ink, who had not spoken before, spoke up at this time.

"It's useless, these people are all dead soldiers, and even their bodies will turn into water after a while, you can't save them."

Chu Fengyun smiled disdainfully, "Who said they were going to save ......"

Chu Fengyun stepped forward three times and two times, and all the people who looked the youngest in it were covered with silver needles.

Suddenly, the man who had been pierced with silver needles vomited blood much slower, and after his companions struggled to die and their bodies turned into water, he was fine.

His frightened, or rather painful, eyes had turned red, and his screaming throat had been torn apart.

But his body began to melt into water, first his feet, then his calves, and then his thighs.

Little by little, it all turned into water, and it wasn't until a pair of legs turned into water that the southern Xinjiang people struggled and shouted a sentence in the Central Plains.

"Shalidi will avenge us!"

Then, as if the man had finally been burned out, he fell to the ground and could not say a word.

At this point, he was left with half above his chest.

Soon it was dead and thorough.

The man in ink turned pale with fright, looking like he wanted to vomit but couldn't.

"Who is Shalidi?"

Finally got such a keyword, Chu Junlan asked Xie Tong.

"Shalidi is a pirate of the Triangle of Death."

After hearing what the man said, Xie Tong's face became uncontrollably gloomy, and even a layer of fine sweat appeared on his hands.

Because all of a sudden, things get tricky.