On a small island in the Caribbean, debris from the plane washed up on the beach, and boxes of cargo that did not sink into the sea drifted with the tide to the shallow waters of the sea.

Some dark-skinned aborigines salvaged these goods by the sea, and most of the goods, except for those that were sealed and sealed, had been soaked in water, but for these poor aborigines, it was still an abundant material and a windfall income.

In this place, these aborigines did not have any serious occupations, but they were willing to do any lucrative work, and even used to act as pirates, they had their own guns and weapons, robbed merchant ships passing near the island, and kidnapped tourists.

A skinny boy of about a dozen or so skinny bones had secretly run into these people to carry the goods in the sea, which had to be wrapped in such large packages that he had to be tied with ropes and pulled ashore.

An adult man in his forties with a thick black beard saw the emaciated young man, untied the rope in his hand from the goods he had just retrieved, and walked over.

Blackbeard is the leader of this gang of amateur pirates.

The thin young man lowered his head and pulled the goods, completely unaware of the black-bearded man, and waited until he saw a pair of big feet with undulating meridians in front of him, and then raised his head.

At this moment, a thick rope like a whip was drawn head-on.

"Ahh Ah~", the boy was pumped and suddenly fell, covering his face with his hands.

The ropes soaked in the sea almost broke the boy's skin and flesh, leaving a red scar on his face.

"Get out of here, weak little wild dog", the black-bearded man grabbed him by the hair, lifted his head up, and said with a menacing look in his eyes, "Don't steal from me again, if I see you around here again, I'll break your legs!" ”

The boy grinned in pain and kept nodding, and as soon as the black-bearded man let go, the boy fled in embarrassment, and quickly took his things.

Because he was no match for those adults in terms of strength and height, he could not resist the area where the most goods were squeezed out, and could only salvage things in the side area, and some packaged food scattered from the broken packages was picked up and eaten by him from the beach, and some other useful things were packed into the woven basket on his back. Then some of the broken parts of the plane are strung together with a dirty nylon rope, which can be exchanged for some money at the scrapyard.

Suddenly, the boy saw something, dropped the long string of garbage behind him, took two steps forward, and then put down the basket again and ran towards the sea.

Not far away, something floated on the sea.

It's a drowning man! Because they are wearing simple life jackets equipped under the seats of the plane, people float on the sea, and the orange color of the life jackets is more conspicuous.

The thin boy waded neatly into the water and dragged the man up, a little heavy, and threw it on the beach, looking like a young man.

The man's legs were loaded with strange mechanical parts, and the boy dismantled the mechanical parts haphazardly, and looked at it, as if it couldn't be used, but it was quite heavy to start, and his face was happy, and it was strung together with those rags.

Then he continued to rummage through the man's clothes, a mobile phone that had broken in water, and some money that was wet in his pockets was carefully hidden in his trouser pocket by the emaciated teenager.

Suddenly, the boy's hand touched the position of the man's chest, and the boy was stunned for a moment, and then put his ear to the drowning man's chest.

"Ahem! ......", the drowning man suddenly coughed out, coughed out some of the filth of the sea from his mouth and nose, and began to breathe greedily in large gulps.

The boy was startled, stepped back, and vigilantly grabbed a broken board he had picked up and hid it behind him.

The man opened his eyes, raised his head weakly, and asked in a daze, "Thank you, I'm still alive, where is this?" ”

The boy didn't speak, holding the board behind him with one hand, and grasping the contents of his trouser pocket with the other through his trousers.

The man reached out and touched his ear, the communicator was gone, it should have been washed away by the sea, and he was sitting on an unknown beach, with many bruises on his body.

"Hello, can you speak?" The man asked the dark, thin boy again: "Have you seen my companions, a woman, and a captain?" ”

The boy shook his head.

"Well, you didn't see that."

The man suddenly turned his head and saw the young man's string of broken copper and iron, and reluctantly turned his head and said, "That's my thing, trouble ......"

But as soon as the man turned his head, he suddenly felt wrong, a broken board came head-on, because his physical strength had not recovered after drowning, and he was already a little dehydrated, he was already weak, and he was hit on the head, and his eyes were black and he fainted.

"No, that's mine!" The boy gritted his teeth and said with his chest heaving.

The boy tossed the broken board aside, then dug a stone the size of a basin nearby and moved it.

He crouched next to the man's head and slowly, apprehensively, lifted the stone, he intended to kill the man who did not know his identity, and in fact the boy did not care. He was more concerned about the things that were found out of men, which were real, things that could be exchanged for food, and nothing could be better than this. When a man regains his strength, he gets his things back, and he's just a poor guy with weak limbs, and he has to do something.

He planned to smash it in the face of the young man, the process of solving the trouble would be quick, the flesh and blood would be blurred, but it would look a little ugly, but at night, the birds and beasts on the island would eat all of them, or he would just spend a few more minutes throwing the corpses into the sea.

"When you do bad things, look around, ruthless bitch, what are you doing?"

A voice that made the boy feel particularly uncomfortable and frightened sounded from behind, and Blackbeard stood behind the boy and looked at him with interest.

The young man's expression froze, and he slowly lowered the large stone raised above his head, not daring to make any more movements.

"I didn't ...... Nothing, nothing," the boy said, nervous to the extreme.

Blackbeard kicked the emaciated boy away, then kicked the man on the shoulder, half-crouched down, and put his fingers on the arteries in the man's neck.

"He's still alive?"

The boy nodded honestly.

Blackbeard was a little stunned, the crashed plane had disintegrated like this, and there were still people alive, but he was well-informed, and he immediately thought of a possibility - this person was not an ordinary passenger!

"If you find it nearby, you can take it", the young man's eyes flickered, and he lowered his head timidly.

The boy has no weapons, and only a small number of people on this poor island have the strength to have weapons, so even if Blackbeard is clearly trying to rob him, he has no right to resist, and the thin can only obey the strong and survive on the edges and in the cracks.

Blackbeard shook his head and smiled kindly, "No, this belongs to you, I won't snatch it, that's not decent, in this way, I'll make a deal with you." ”

Blackbeard pulled out a coin, flicked it with his thumb, and spun it and threw it on the sand in front of the boy.

"I want to join you", the thin boy suddenly looked up and said, "I know you can contact this person's family, or his country, just like before, I heard the people on the island say, anyway, you have a way to release the news, and then let them exchange the money for people, I want to do that kind of deal with you." ”

Blackbeard looked at the boy like this, and he had seen the boy's eyes in the eyes of many people on this island, which had become an outlaw place due to poverty and geopolitics, and the kind of "trade" described by the boy was not uncommon in the waters of this area. But just because it's common doesn't mean it's easy to operate, it doesn't mean that anyone can do it, and it doesn't mean that you don't have to pay a price.

"," Blackbeard said after staring at him for a few seconds.

Without any hesitation, the boy grabbed the one-dollar coin on the ground, and then hurried away without forgetting his own rags. Blackbeard's team didn't need a weak guy like him, and he didn't even hold a gun.

If you want to survive, you must know how to be content, which is a general philosophy of life.

Blackbeard thinks so too,

This man is not an ordinary traveler, and those who are still alive are not normal people, such a hostage, he and his people are afraid that they can't eat, if he is that thin young man, he will also choose to kill this person, although it is a pity, but the safest.

But Blackbeard is an old man after all, he knows all kinds of illegal human trafficking business, even the dirtiest and worst can be traded through the black market to take organs, as long as a living person falls into Blackbeard's hands, it is valuable, but Blackbeard didn't plan to sell the man on the ground as livestock, if a strange BMW is sold as pork, it is a brain show.

There is a place where such unusual people are needed, or there is a financier.