When the sky was just dawning, there was a torrential rain, and the heavy rain without warning was accompanied by a rain curtain covering the sky, Li Chaoyang and several people stood at the entrance of the cave in a daze, the wind swept the earth, the trees blew loudly, and the visibility had dropped to less than five meters.

In such weather, it is impossible to go to sea at all, and to venture into the sea is to die.

There is no way but to wait.

But on the other side, Guo Lighting and they had already arrived at Elysium Island, and it rained halfway through, so they had to brave the torrential rain to continue their journey, and the boats were almost destroyed along the way, and the group climbed up Elysium Island in embarrassment, and came to the cave where Chen Yaodong was hiding before.

Opposite is Snake Island, Guo Mingming has already made up his mind, as soon as the rain stops, he will take people to meet Li Chaoyang back.

On the sea, Zhang Jianjun hugged the trunk of the tree tightly, drifting on the vast sea with the waves.

He was like duckweed in the water, he couldn't do anything but hug the tree, and he didn't know where he could go.

The torrential rain kept falling, Zhang Jianjun was soaked all over, Zhang Jianjun was shivering in the cold sea, and he was swept into the air several meters high by the waves for a while, and then smashed down from the air.

After a few tosses, Zhang Jianjun was shaken and vomited, and when the food in his stomach was vomited, he began to vomit bile, and he was dizzy and no longer knew the world.

In the wind, the logs whirled in the water, and the raindrops the size of beans fell on the body as if they had been hit by rubber bullets.

"I guess it's really going to be over this time." Zhang Jianjun glanced at the endless sea and was almost desperate.

He was originally going to Elysium, but he didn't expect to wake up on the unknown sea, not to mention Elysium, he couldn't even see a desert island.

Zhang Jianjun had seen the vastness of the sea before, let alone half a day, even if it was half a month, sometimes he couldn't see half of the land.

The Pacific Ocean is the area of several Asian continents, and Zhang Jianjun is probably going to die in the sea at the speed of logging drifting.

A group of flying fish flew up from Zhang Jianjun's side, each of them was more than 20 centimeters, and with their wide fins and strong bounce power, they could glide out for a long distance in a single jump.

The flying fish are very close to Zhang Jianjun, they dance and play in the waves, and Zhang Jianjun doesn't even have the strength to reach out and grab them.

He felt so tired that he was running out of energy.

If he continues like this, sooner or later, he will fall into the water with all his strength and eventually die.

In the face of the raging nature, human beings are as small as a shrimp.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Jianjun suddenly found that the rain had become smaller, and the undulating waves seemed to have become docile, Zhang Jianjun raised his head with difficulty, the sky was still dark, and the clouds were thick, which was just a short calm before the storm.

It won't be long before another rainstorm hits.

There are no mountains, no land, and no ships except sea and sea.

"Help, is there anyone?" Zhang Jianjun was almost gone, even calling for help.

It won't take long for him to rot and grow maggots in such a place, and then he will be eaten by all kinds of fish and seabirds, leaving only his skeleton and finally falling into the deep sea, and the king will have a foot worm and microorganisms that will completely decompose his bones in less than a week, and eventually there will be nothing left.

What ideals, women, treasures, are all empty at this moment, as long as they can survive, Zhang Jianjun is willing to do anything.

His thirsty throat was about to burst, his stomach had already been emptied, his body functions had been exhausted to the limit, his face was pale without a trace of blood, and he was only a thin line away from death.

A dead fish slowly floated over, the big belly turned out, swaying gently in the waves, Zhang Jianjun reached out and caught the dead fish, regardless of it, he stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it in a big mouthful.

Zhang Jianjun, who was smoked by the rancid smell of dead fish, retched several times in succession, and vomited out his stomach as if he were turning over a river and a sea.

"Whoa!"

A sardine suddenly jumped high and snatched away half of the dead fish in Zhang Jianjun's hand in one bite, Zhang Jianjun reached out to catch it, but the speed of the sardine was too fast, and it disappeared in an instant when it jumped into the water.

Under the undulating water, a group of sardines is snatching the residue that Zhang Jianjun vomited.

Looking at these sardines, Zhang Jianjun had an idea, and he took out the uneaten half of the dead fish from his mouth, and there were still a few tooth marks on it.

He was too weak to replenish his calories immediately, or he would really die.

This time, Zhang Jianjun held the dead fish tightly in his hands, as if he was grabbing a priceless treasure, since sardines like to jump up and grab food, then let them grab enough this time.

Zhang Jianjun grabbed the dead fish with his left hand and stared at the water with his right hand, ready to shoot at any time.

Sure enough, the sardines began to rush again, they jumped out of the water and opened their mouths to snatch the dead fish, these guys were no more than ten centimeters long, and their slender bodies were extremely fast.

Every time Zhang Jianjun saw that he was about to succeed, they slipped away from Zhang Jianjun's hands.

Zhang Jianjun tried for a long time and finally caught one, and couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth, and it was a sweet taste of fish meat in one bite, and it clicked in his mouth.

A fish was quickly eaten clean by Zhang Jianjun.

After eating a fish, Zhang Jianjun felt much better and exhaled a long breath.

Let's go.

A drop of rain fell on Zhang Jianjun's face.

Damn the rain is here again.

As soon as the rain came, the sardines disappeared, and there was no chance to catch them again, Zhang Jianjun stuffed half of the dead fish into his pocket, and he didn't know where to go when he looked around.

I can't help him go that way.

Suddenly, a ship appeared on the horizon.

Is this a hallucination?

Zhang Jianjun blinked.

That's right, it was really a ship, and a big one.

"Hey, here, help, help, help, come on." Zhang Jianjun waved his hand and shouted loudly, slicing hard in that direction while shouting.

The big boat seemed to hear Zhang Jianjun's shout, and it really came this way. The big ship got closer and closer, and only then did Zhang Jianjun see its name clearly.

Heart of the Ocean.

It is an ocean-going fishing vessel over 50 meters long, painted in sky grey and with an Australian flag flying overhead.

"Hey, help me, help me!" Zhang Jianjun was so excited that he was about to jump up.

A few Asian men dressed as fishermen stood on the deck, their short stature looking like Southeast Asian.

A dinghy was put down, and Zhang Jianjun couldn't wait to climb up.

"Thank you, thank you so much." Zhang Jianjun kept saying thank you, and rose to the deck under the traction of the elevator.

Before his leg could reach the deck, his arm was twisted, followed by several guns aimed at his head at the same time.

Before Zhang Jianjun could react, his collar was grabbed, and his feet were lifted into the air off the ground.

He was caught by a black man over two meters tall, shirtless, with a round waist and a muscular body, like a beast.

At this moment, Zhang Jianjun found that the ship was full of people, including small Asians, whites and blacks, and even South Asians and South Americans, everyone had a playful smile on their faces, as if they were watching a monkey show, sitting or standing, and some were leaning on the railing, tilting their heads, smoking cigarettes, all carrying weapons, not only rifles and submachine guns, but also machine guns and bazookas.

The clothes are also varied, and several of them wear American-style military uniforms.

What kind of fishermen are these, they are clearly a group of mercenaries armed to the teeth.

Zhang Jianjun thought he was saved, but he didn't expect to accidentally break into the thief's den.

Are they the pirates Mia is talking about?

The black man laughed and threw Zhang Jianjun to the deck, Zhang Jianjun rolled out a few steps and fell in front of a white man, this guy had a scumbag on his face, his long brown hair was scattered on his face, and his small eyes were deep into his sockets, like a shark, holding a bottle of tequila in his hand, full of alcohol.

The shark eye grabbed Zhang Jianjun as soon as he could, strangled his neck, picked up the wine bottle, and poured it into Zhang Jianjun's mouth. Zhang Jianjun was caught off guard and sprayed all over the place.

All the mercenaries were amused and laughed uncontrollably.

Most of the bottles of wine were poured into Zhang Jianjun's stomach by shark eyes, and then shark eyes broke Zhang Jianjun's mouth and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

The other mercenaries smiled even more proudly.

Zhang Jianjun staggered a few steps, and a mercenary came up to him, and with a wave of his hand, he directly knocked Zhang Jianjun out with a slap, and fell heavily on the deck, with a buzzing nose in his head. Zhang Jianjun's brain was blank, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.

I don't know who kicked Zhang Jianjun hard, Zhang Jianjun who was in pain almost closed his breath, he was like a ball and rolled out again, and was picked up again and thrown into the center of the crowd, he shook and wanted to get up A small Southeast Asian came over and took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

Zhang Jianjun looked at him with some doubts.

The Southeast Asian smiled, with a harmless expression.

Zhang Jianjun grabbed the other party's hand, and at the moment when he was pulled up, the Southeast Asian suddenly turned around and threw Zhang Jianjun to the ground again, knelt on Zhang Jianjun's chest with one leg, and pulled out a dagger against Zhang Jianjun's neck.

"Okay, have you made enough of it?" A tall young man walked out.

He wears a white trench coat, a pair of burgundy toad glasses, and a standard East Asian face.

His appearance mercenaries flashed to the side, looking at the trench coat man with a rebellious expression.

The man in the trench coat walked in front of Zhang Jianjun and glanced at him coldly.

"Not dead yet, are you?" The man in the trench coat spoke Mandarin this time.

The tortured and dying Zhang Jianjun raised his head, his ribs were kicked and broken several times, his nose and lips were broken, he was covered in blood, and he curled up on the ground like a dead dog.

"People are the most tired in life, and it's still easy to die if they want to die, what's your name?" The trench coat man asked.

Zhang Jianjun looked at him and opened his mouth, and said, "Bloss Lee." ”

"Bloss? Isn't your name Zhang Jianjun? ”

Zhang Jianjun was stunned, he didn't expect this person to know him.

"Do you want to live?"

Zhang Jianjun hesitated and nodded.

"Very good, tell me everything you know, and I'll give you a way to live, if you dare to lie to us, you will know the consequences."