There were many cubicles on the cargo ship, and He Shiyi ran all the way, and the bullets in the pistol were almost finished, but there were not a few people chasing after him. They ran to the depths of the cargo compartment and had nowhere to go. It was the last small compartment, in which half a room of goods was piled up, and He Shiyi pulled Qingqian behind a partition; "Don't believe me?"

Qing Qian looked at He Shiyi's eyes, there seemed to be a burning flame in them, blazing and fanatical.

I couldn't speak, just nodded stunned.

"Stay here, don't come out." He Shiyi held the gun and retreated behind the door.

There were light footsteps hesitantly stepping forward, and He Shiyi, who was standing behind the door, suddenly attacked. The person who came didn't have time to react was knocked down head-on, and He Wetyi carefully put down the person's body. They can't shoot for fear of attracting more people. He Shiyi handed the gun in his hand to Qing Qian, and took the gun of the man on the ground himself. Turn around and go out the door.

Qing Qian stood behind the partition on that side, and only felt that time was so difficult. The room was a little dim because it was full of goods. Standing in such a small space, people just feel that they can't see through. The gun in his hand also seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Suddenly, gunfire rang out outside. A shallow spirit, the gunfire continued, and the sound was as loud as a sound. Listening to this gunshot, I guessed shallowly, panicked, was it? Not him! One by one, the nerves were stretched to the limit.

In the quiet and dim warehouse, a subtle sound sounded, and the man who had just been knocked unconscious by He Shiyi seemed to be waking up slightly. Qingqian's heart was pounding, and he forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart. Cautiously turned to the nearby table, picked up the teapot on the table, and hit the man who was still ignorant on the head, and the man "Gollum" fainted again. Qing Qian only felt that his hands were weak, and the teapot in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

Immediately afterwards, He wet clothes entered the cabin. Qing Qian smiled weakly at him, but He Shiyi looked behind Qing Qian with a solemn expression.

Qing Qian suddenly turned around, and a lean man with a short gun was facing Qing Qian, and half of his body had already leaned out of the window of the warehouse.

"Put the gun down." The man's gun was pressed against Qing's shallow forehead, and his face was full of fierceness.

He Shiyi slowly put the gun on the ground, and the look on his face was no longer as leisurely as that time in the teahouse; "What do you want?"

"The kid is very capable! Kill so many of my brothers. The lean man slowly walked out of the cargo hold.

Along the way, there were many men in black shirts in the cabin. Tilted up or down, some of their eyes didn't close their eyes, and there was a fishy smell in the cabin. It was the first time Qing Qian saw so many dead people, and there was a cold and hard gun on his forehead, and he only felt cold in his heart and cold sweat.

The moment I stepped out of the cabin, the sun was dazzling. Qing Qian only felt a dazzling light flickering in front of him, and his body had fallen over, and he was wrapped by an arm. The hatch was not far from the seat on the side of the ship, and He Shiyi grabbed her violently. The shallow body was already clinging to the railing next to the boat, and his heel was also sprained, so he could only sit down in place.

The lean man who held Qingqian hostage refused to give up, and when he saw that he had lost his hand in holding Qingqian, he wanted to shoot He Shiyi. He Shiyi pounced, and the short spear fell, already entangled with the lean man.

After a few entanglements, in the blink of an eye, the thin man and He Shiyi had moved to the side of the boat, and both of them were out of breath. He Shiyi turned sideways, lean and too strong, the railing was not very high, and he turned out of the railing in an instant. The man quickly grabbed Qingqian's clothes, fortunately there was a railing to protect him, otherwise Qingqian would have been taken out.

Qing Qian's heart was in a hurry, and he reached out to break free of the thin man's pull. Who knew that it was actually a chance to give the man, and the man grabbed the shallow hand and grabbed it hard. Half of his body has been poured out of the bar.

Everything happens in the calcium carbide fire.

When He wet clothes turned around, he only came to grab a shallow piece of his clothes. The placket of his clothes was torn, and he fell into the sea with the man.

He Shiyi almost did not hesitate, and followed closely.

In such weather, the sea water is not cold, and the moment it falls into the water, it is even a little cool. However, Qingshallow can't swim, and he only feels that a large gulp of seawater is poured into his mouth, and the boundless devouring sensation is suffocating.

A hand reached out to him in the dark, soft and warm. Qing Qian knew who the owner of that hand was, and when he fell into the water, he saw that the person was following closely.

In the suffocating seawater, Qing Qian felt two forces pulling him. My head was a little swollen and sleepy. He was pulled underwater by someone, the gentle touch was imprinted on his lips, the cool breath came slowly, and the breathing was instantly unimpeded. Qingqian couldn't help but open his eyes, and He Shiyi's face was close at hand.

There was no longer darkness in front of him, and in the seawater, he saw that his hair was fluttering like algae, wrapped around the placket of He Wet's clothes.

Surfacing, Qing Qian and He Shiyi had already swam to the nearest boat. He Shiyi asked Qing Qian to grab the rope hanging from the boat, and turned to meet the lean man who was chasing after him, and the two were entangled in the water. After a while, blood rose on the water, and the lean man sank to the bottom of the water.

In the sea water, approaching again, Qing Qiangu had to be able to swim, leaning over and hugging He wetsuit. The language has turned pale, and the two people who have survived the catastrophe are relatively speechless, hugging each other tightly in the endless seawater.

In the dim alley, although his body was wet, he only felt relieved that he had never felt before. The confusion of the past few days seems to have a place to rest. The body was tired, and the familiar faces in front of him blurred little by little, only to fall into darkness. In his ears was He Wetyi's hurried whisper; "Miss Yan, shallow, shallow......"

When I woke up again, I was in a quiet consultation room. Outside the window, sunlight shines through the curtains. The plain white sheets, the bright sunshine, and a soft female voice came from outside the door.

"Squeak." The door was pushed open from the outside, and He Shiyi's gentle smile came into view; "You woke up and prepared white porridge, do you want to drink some?"

He Shiyi had changed into a silver-gray silk gown, without a hat, his hair was black and shiny, and he was elegant and consistent in his heroic demeanor. Holding a small bamboo basket in his hand.

Looking at the natural lifting of the lid of He Wet Clothes, scooping porridge, cloth and vegetables ......, my heart was tight. I still remember the last time he was injured, she also fed him porridge.

"Why are you here?" Qing's voice was hoarse, repeating what he had asked before they met.

"Drink porridge first." He Shiyi chuckled softly, and the spoon was close to his shallow lips.

Qingqian wanted to come by herself, but when she saw He Shiyi's tight jaw, she couldn't help it. The porridge has a light taste, the entrance is fresh and fragrant, and the bowl is full of light and shallow eating.

"It's a boat at three o'clock in the afternoon?" After eating lightly, He got up and asked.

"Hmm." Qingqian sat on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at He Shiyi, He Shiyi's slender fingers, and put the side dishes back into the bamboo basket one by one, orderly and gentle. It was the hand that held the gun, and the two hands had just rescued themselves from the vast water. Thinking of this, I was stunned.

"Where are you going?" The door of the consultation room opened, and He Shiyi was about to go out, and Qingqian couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

"Steward Li and Xiaoxi are outside, I'll call them." He Shiyi turned around and chuckled.

"Yikes!" Only then did Qing Qian remember that there were also Steward Li and Xiaoxi.

As soon as Xiaoxi entered the door, he fell into Qingqian's arms, he was already young, and he naturally had extra palpitations after the adventure, Qingqian's kind words comforted Xiaoxi, and looked at Steward Li, who had been standing silently on the side with a relieved face, and smiled. A room of harmony, surrounded by familiar people, a sense of rebirth after the catastrophe is particularly strong.