Chapter 135: Final Farewell

After all, people's physical strength is limited, Li Chaoyang's physical strength is gradually exhausted, and his hands are even more sore, he keeps changing his posture, wrapping the iron chain around his body as much as possible, and hanging his whole body on the boat, avoiding relying on all the weight on his hands.

The role of the hands is crucial if you want to survive at the moment, and long-term use of the hands will lead to congestion, redness, swelling and soreness in the arms, and eventually exhaustion.

You can still rely on your hands to drag your legs in the water with sore legs, but once your hands are exhausted, there is only one consequence, death!

Even if he kept changing his posture, the soreness of his muscles was inevitable, Li Chaoyang's legs were almost worn out because of the long-term restraint of the iron chain, they were red and swollen and purple, and they became more and more numb, and his legs were almost unconscious.

His physical strength was seriously exhausted, and Li Chaoyang could only wrap the iron chain around his waist, and untie the belt to tie himself with the iron chain, so that even if he completely lost his physical strength, he would not fall into the sea.

A few hours passed, Li Chaoyang was tired, hungry and thirsty, and under the scorching heat, Li Chaoyang's body began to dehydrate and dizzy, which was a sign of heat stroke.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that Li Chaoyang will die on the sea if it doesn't get dark.

The sun had already passed overhead, Li Chaoyang looked up at the position of the sun, it was estimated that it was already two or three o'clock in the afternoon, which was also the hottest time of the day, Li Chaoyang felt that he was about to collapse.

At this time, a short-haired woman appeared at the bow of the ship, her clothes were tattered and she looked very panicked, judging from her attire, she should be a slave on the ship.

The woman looked around and threw down a towel, which quickly disappeared into Li Chaoyang's field of vision, Li Chaoyang immediately felt a coolness when he caught the towel, and a drop of water flowed out of his palm.

Water!

It's a towel that has just been soaked in water.

Li Chaoyang was overjoyed, picked up the towel and squeezed it into his mouth, a stream of water with a strange smell squeezed out of the towel and dripped into Li Chaoyang's mouth, he was like a baby who had eaten milk and water for the first time, and swallowed it into his throat.

The towel was black and torn, obviously a rag that had been used for a long time, and the water in the towel was also filled with a stench that was difficult to swallow, not to mention the dirty smell, mixed with a lot of sand, and even some tattered cloth strips were squeezed out, and it was estimated that it should have been soaked in the sewage bucket before that.

Drinking such water is very likely to have diarrhea, but Li Chaoyang can't take care of it so much at this time, his body is almost at the limit, sweat has evaporated a lot of water, and if he doesn't replenish water, he will fall into a coma due to lack of water.

Li Chaoyang squeezed all the water into his mouth until he couldn't squeeze out the water. He gasped for air, feeling much better. The short-haired woman really saved his life this time.

After drinking the water, Li Chaoyang's spirit eased somewhat, and he wiped his whole body with a wet towel again.

On this day, the pirate ships were sailing at high speed, and it didn't slow down until dusk, Li Chaoyang was pulled up by Mia, the skin and flesh of his legs were worn out, the blood and muscle tissue were mixed together, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and the slightest movement would sting and unbearable, and the whole person was exhausted, his legs trembled and he couldn't stand steadily. His hands were red and numb, and he couldn't lift them anymore.

Mia asked people to throw a pot of food in front of Li Chaoyang, the black basin broke several gaps, and the rice was covered with a layer of fishy and erosive fish offal, which became rotten after cooking, let alone for people to eat, even if it was for dogs, dogs might not eat it.

"This is slave food, it's much better than the swill you eat, and if you want to eat it, you'll have to do something for me." Mia said as she asked someone to pull the trash can over.

The garbage secretly contained the corpse of a woman, her face could not be seen clearly, her long hair was hanging on the outside of the garbage can, and Li Chaoyang recognized it as Han Xue's corpse at a glance.

Last time, Mia killed Han Xue in front of Li Chaoyang, and then dragged Han Xue's body away, he thought that Han Xue's body had been broken up and thrown into the sea to feed the fish, but he didn't expect it to be here.

Li Chaoyang stood up with severe pain and stumbled over, Han Xue's face was wrapped in a towel, and her body was curled up in the trash can, still wearing the bloodstained skirt. Li Chaoyang wanted to lift the towel but was pulled away by the pirates.

Several pirates brought a barrel of gasoline and poured it in, then lit a torch and handed it to Li Chaoyang.

"If you want to eat, you will burn her with your own hands, so that she will disappear completely, never again, and if you don't burn her, I will break her up and throw her into the sea to feed the fish."

Mia hugged her hands and her expression was still so cold, she thought that after the devastation of the day, Li Chaoyang would definitely surrender and kneel and beg for mercy, but she didn't expect this guy to hold on for a day.

The sea breeze curled up Han Xue's long hair, smart, drifting, she seemed to be alive, she was joking with Li Chaoyang and peek-a-boo, and the next second she would jump out of the trash can, shouting Li Chaoyang's name and pounced.

Just a moment of hesitation, Li Chaoyang threw the torch into the trash.

The flames ignited, and in the blink of an eye, Han Xue was surrounded by raging flames.

This time, Li Chaoyang didn't cry or make noise, his face didn't even show the slightest sadness, he wrung his eyebrows and looked at the flames without saying a word.

Han Xue is already dead, no amount of grief can save her, it is better to burn her clean than to let her suffer after death.

Mia seemed to be very satisfied with this result, waved her hand and ordered someone to bring a fire extinguisher to extinguish the fire, and then pulled the trash can to the small house under the captain's room, Li Chaoyang immediately understood what Mia meant, she was going to break Han Xue up and throw it into the sea to feed the fish.

Looking at the gradually disappearing garbage can, Li Chaoyang's heart sank to the bottom, although his heart was very painful, but he still didn't make any movement, he leaned down on the deck and gulped down the unpalatable rice like a dog, without even looking at the direction of the captain's room.

There was the roar of a blender over there, and Li Chaoyang just paused slightly and continued to eat. Tears have long been integrated with the rice and swallowed in the stomach.