Chapter 70: The Guillotine Shark

"A severed shark?" When Feng Yuan heard these words for the first time, he couldn't help but feel curious. "Is it a person? Or a group of people? ”

"A group of people." The young man's answer was unthinking, and it seemed that the name was carved into their blood and bones. Hearing this name, the faces of the group of children behind Feng Yuan flashed with fear, and even worse, even their bodies began to tremble.

"Oh, a bunch of people." Feng Yuan lowered his head and repeated in a muffled voice.

"You said that you came to do business, it is enough to know this, if you spare your life, just leave quickly." The young man shook his head and stood up.

"That's what you're bringing me here for?" Feng Yuan looked at the young man with a smile. "I don't think there's any need to be so troublesome."

The young man hesitated for a while, looked at Feng Yuan, and his hands moved nervously.

"Speaking of which." Feng Yuan's gaze rested on the young man's left shoulder, and on the coal-like charred black skin, the crescent-like hook-like protrusions coiled around half of the arm, and as the muscles of the young man's arm agitated, these protrusions seemed to swell. Feng Yuan gently grabbed the young man's arm.

"What's going on?" Feng Yuan asked.

The young man jerked back his arm and glared at Feng Yuan, covering his wound with his other hand.

"It's none of your business." He covered the wound, grabbed the bamboo pole, and sat down cross-legged. "You remind me of someone."

The youth's voice was sharp again. Feng Yuan was not polite at all, sitting next to the young man, and the two of them had a posture of talking for a long time.

"As sharp as you are, it's easy to get into business with accidents." The young man looked at Feng Yuan. "If you're only going to buy a batch of fish, it's best not to do it in this area in the near future, there is a morning market in the fishing village in the south, and if the demand is high, you can also go to the town in the north to ......"

"Why not here?" Feng Yuan interrupted the young man and asked, "What if you want to do business here?" ”

The young man sighed.

"Severed head sharks, they are entrenched in this area, and unlike the name, they are not real sharks."

"Nonsense." Jin Shuo was amused by the young man's joke, and he also followed Feng Yuan to sit on the ground, no longer disgusted with the fishy smell on the wet ground.

"That's a real shark, just a bunch of outlaws." Jin Shuo straightened his collar, and the sharp blade just now almost cut his shirt.

Feng Yuan glanced at Jin Shuo with a smile, not a few days ago, Jin Shuo himself was an outlaw, but obviously, he didn't have this consciousness now.

"If it's a shark, that's easy." The young man was silent, and the young man on the side grabbed the harpoon in his hand, and a fierce light burst out of his sight. "Shark, don't be afraid."

He waved the harpoon in his hand, as if he had the beast raging the ocean in his eyes, but the spearhead was aimed at Jin Shuo.

"Stop, stop!" Jin Shuo was so frightened that he retreated, and hurriedly retreated a few steps to the back, for fear that the harpoon in the young man's hand would take off his hand and fly towards his head.

"What the hell is this severed shark?" Feng Yuan ignored Jin Shuo and continued to ask.

"They're sharks that eat people." The young man's eyes were bright, but his tone was full of anger. "There is an unwritten rule to live in this town, especially for fishermen."

The young man's eyes were full of remorse, and he hesitantly hugged his left arm, refusing to move. The young man who was sitting on the side stopped the harpoon and showed his arms vigorously, seeing this, Feng Yuan understood.

"Burning." Feng Yuan muttered to himself, but he had mixed feelings in his heart.

On the boy's arm, the brilliant colors follow the pattern of the dragon walking and snakeing

On the slender arms, the protruding skin and cracked lines are a work of art. It was a hideous shark with a spiky protruding needle teeth on its nose that swirled around the boy's tiny arms.

But in Feng Yuan's eyes, this symbolizes the opening of the skin and the flesh.

He seemed to be able to see blood in the color, and compared to tattoos, this soldering iron imprint pricked by heat and paint followed his body, a mark that could not be erased for a lifetime.

"Xiaoliu only came recently, and I haven't dealt with him yet." The young man's eyes were a little cold, he looked at the young man named "Little Six", muttered to himself, and grabbed his arm.

Xiao Liu's eyes were a little excited, and he didn't say a word, but his body trembled.

Jin Shuo hadn't figured out what the young man was going to do, he had already made a move. Picking up the fish hooks at hand, Feng Yuan realized that so many fish hooks in the house were not only fishing and decoration, but now it seemed that they were also some kind of symbol.

The young man's fishhook slashed into Xiao Liu's arm along his flesh, and blood gushed out, gurgling down the spikes on the fishhook. The young man didn't mean to stop at all, he gritted his teeth, his fingers worked harder, and the skin and flesh of Xiao Liu's thin arms became almost bruised.

When Jin Shuo could barely stand it, the young man had already removed all the paint from the brand. Knowing that he had scratched the pattern with a fishhook, he let go of Xiao Liu.

Jin Shuo hurriedly dragged Xiao Liu, the young man who looked like he was only in his early teens, his face was pale, his eyes had already hurt to tears, and there was no effective stop to stop the bleeding on his arm, so Jin Shuo could only rely on pressing to temporarily relieve him.

"You're crazy!" Jin Shuo glared at the young man.

However, whether it was the young man with blood on his hands, or the young man who was silently watching silently, there was only indifference and indifference on his face, and there was no other color.

"Tsk." Jin Shuo said fiercely: "If it goes on like this, it will be tetanus, so disinfect it first." ”

He saw that the wound on the young man's arm was almost destroyed by the fishhook, and the tissues on the blood vessels were tattered and terrifying, just staring at it for a while, even a doctor like Jin Shuo felt a chill.

However, Jin Shuo couldn't find any effective disinfection measures, and there was not even clean running water in this place.

But the young man did not speak, he pulled the young man's arm, one did not cry out in pain, and the other did not scruple. He smeared something on his hand and rubbed it against the boy's arm.

"What is this?" Jin Shuo was stunned.

"Oil." The young man did not raise his head, and his rough fingers rubbed violently against the young man's wound, and the speed became faster and faster. "Fish oil."

His addition was meaningless, and Jin Shuo was still speechless.

The young man didn't say anything, but continued to rub something on the young man's wound, and after a while, the blood from the wound stopped.

"What is this?" Jin Shuo was dumbfounded.

"Fish gelatin." The young man replied as a matter of course, and after dealing with it like this, the young man endured the pain again, and the strength of his whole body seemed to be drained, and he lay on the ground, unable to move.

"Hey." Jin Shuo looked at the young man and grabbed his hand. "You smeared this on his wound and sanitized his hands? Is gelatin sterile? Also, did you know that this kind of metal sharps can easily get into trouble? ”

"It has to be this way."

"Does it have to be like this?" The persistence in the young man's eyes overwhelmed Jin Shuo. "Do you know, if you don't do it, you'll die."

“…… You guys...... Has someone already died? Jin Shuo suddenly realized something, and he asked with a glare.

"Get out of this organization."

"It has to be like this." youth

Picking up the barbed hook in his hand, with both blades and thorns, he neatly inserted the sharp weapon on the top of the bamboo pole, and looked at Feng Yuan with the same sharp eyes. "That's how we got out of this organization."

Feng Yuan was surprised by the murderous aura revealed in the young man's words, although he did not directly answer Jin Shuo's question, but the meaning of the words was that these indifference were not something they should have at their age for a long time.

"You're all from this organization?" Feng Yuan asked calmly.

"Everybody!" The young man shouted at the top of his voice. "Me, they, and the fishermen in the streets, who isn't?"

The green tendons on the young man's neck were red.

"If you want to survive here, you have to do it, just like you inquired yourself, of course every business has to go through them, and if you want to support your family, you have to pay more rent alone."

"Rent?"

"It's a license to sell at the fish market every day, and it's usually money. But if it doesn't sell well, you have to use the goods to offset the account, and if it's not enough, you won't be eligible to live. The young man next to Feng Yuan pulled the hem of Feng Yuan's clothes and said.

"Everybody has to pay?"

The young man nodded, and he clenched his fist.

"It's like that for everyone, even the babies who have just been born." The young man's eyes filled with tears. "If you want to maintain a family's survival, you must either pay the money, or the delivery, if there is none, you can only hand it over."

"Deliverance?" Feng Yuan's eyebrows twitched violently.

"Like this." The young man grabbed a young man's arm, Feng Yuan saw the wound that had ulcerated into a prominent scar, the young man's "treatment" just now was still vivid, and the stimulation of blood made his heart beat faster.

"We're all goods." The youth said.

"Sea fishing is...... It is very risky, not only to risk human lives, but also to harvest every day. The young man put down the young man's arm, looked at Feng Yuan, and began to explain. But the rent is fixed, so one day, a family like ours will be drained of even the most basic daily fishing. ”

"At this time, either desperately and venture out to the open sea to fish and fill this gap...... This is how many family members disappear overseas. ”

“…… Brother, several teenagers beside the young man grabbed the hem of the young man's clothes, and the young man couldn't continue to say this, and Feng Yuan didn't ask any further questions.

"There is also a choice, to take the children who can't support the family, catch them, and act as goods." The young man choked up for a moment and continued.

"What goods." Feng Yuan asked, and he realized that maybe they were close to the center of the vortex of the dark curtain.

"I don't know." The young man shook his head. "I really don't know, but there is only one thing we know very well, that is, once it becomes a cargo, it will never come back."

"There was no news, no news, no more news, as if it never existed, no more sound." "One after another, they don't have the qualifications to live," the youth said. ”

Feng Yuan was a little speechless for a while.

"Why don't you resist?"

"Resistance?" The young man shook his head. "The sooner you join the members of this organization, the more rent you can get, why should they resist?"

The young man swallowed his saliva, looked at Feng Yuan, and grabbed the bamboo pole in his hand.

Feng Yuan could see from the young man's every move that he could not trust himself yet, and only by trying to get him to tell the truth could he further solve this problem. Just as he was thinking about how to gain the trust of young people, Jin Shuo spoke up.

"Oops!" Jin Shuo shouted.