Chapter 451: Motown
Above the icy ocean, the sky is blue.
A fishing boat sails on icy waters, avoiding ice floes.
On the rattan chair at the bow of the boat, Li Qing covered a leather jacket and looked at the sea in front of him.
"Dear Lee, are you feeling better today?"
A bearded Norwegian, holding a glass of beer, came to Li Qing's side.
"Dear Fergus, my body today is like this blue sky, full of beauty." Li Qing turned back to the bearded man and smiled.
"This world, we are grateful for it! It is it that feeds us. Fergus handed the beer in his hand to Li Qing.
"Lee, this is a great beer, it can help you get rid of the cold. However, this wine is very strong, so you'd better take a sip. ”
"Thank you." Li Qing took the beer and took a sip gently.
It has been three days since he came to this ship.
It was a Norwegian fishing boat that had entered the depths of the Arctic Ocean to escape the cold snap.
"Li, your injury, don't worry." Fergus looked at Li Qing's severed leg under the leather jacket, as well as some of the wounds on Li Qing's face that had been scarred.
"We have a very amazing pastor in town, who can heal your wounds."
Li Qing smiled: "I'm not in a hurry. ”
After a while, the next game will start, and when the time comes, he only needs to use points to repair the injury, and Li Qing naturally won't worry about his injury.
"Lee, you're so strong! You're the toughest person I've ever met! ”
Fergus looked at Li Qing appreciatively.
"We Norwegians are very strong, but I didn't expect you to be stronger."
"You've been so badly injured without the slightest frustration or pain."
Li Qing smiled and didn't speak.
At this time, a layer of white mist suddenly appeared on the calm sea.
In the fog, a huge steamer approached.
The ship was rusty, and the whole ship was black, without a sound, like a ghost ship sailing on the sea.
"It's the Arisuo Ghost Ship!"
Everyone on the fishing boat was so frightened that they knelt on the board and bowed down to the ghost boat.
"Li, you kneel down quickly, otherwise you will anger Lord Seagod!"
Li Qing didn't kneel, he still lay on the rattan chair, looking at the ghost ship that was getting closer and closer.
For him, all sea gods and devils are just some powerful creatures.
In the fog, the water rippled, and the ghost boat drove past the fishing boat.
"Huh?"
Li Qing's brows moved, looking at a dark window on the ghost ship.
A figure faintly appeared in the window, as if he was also looking at Li Qing.
The white fog around him gradually dissipated, and the sea became calm again, but the ghost ship, and the white fog that accompanied the ghost ship, disappeared from the long sea.
"Whew...... Thank you, Lord Poseidon, for your forgiveness! ”
Fergus and the others kowtowed a few more times, and then slowly straightened up.
"Humph!" A few Norwegians glared at Li Qing fiercely and walked towards the cabin.
Fergus looked at Li Qing with a complicated expression, sighed, and his original enthusiasm for Li Qing had also diminished a lot.
Li Qing didn't care about this.
These Norwegians should be blaming Li Qing for not kneeling down to worship the sea god and almost killing them together.
The days have become calm again, but the Norwegians on the ship are no longer as enthusiastic about Li Qing as before.
There were even a few Norwegians who sneered and said something directly in front of Li Qing.
……
Motown.
Haikou.
The fishing boat slowly came to a halt at the pier.
"Dear old fellow, welcome back safely."
A pot-bellied Norwegian stepped forward and hugged Fergus.
"How's it going, old man, how did you get from going to sea this time?"
"This harvest was very good, but I encountered a cold wave and deviated from the route, which delayed some time."
Fergus commanded the crowd to move the fish down, looked around, and wondered, "Lotau, where is my son Walkley?" Why didn't he come? ”
"This ......," Losaf hesitated, a reluctant smile on his face, "something happened to Walkley, and it was inconvenient to come and pick you up." ”
Fergus's face changed: "What happened to him?" ”
"This ......," said Losaaf in a low voice, with a grim face, "Fergus, let's go back and talk." ”
"Say it now!" Fergus anxiously grabbed Losaf, "What the hell is wrong with my son?" ”
"He ......"
"Poor Walkerley, he'll have to spend the rest of his life in bed." A chuckling voice suddenly came.
On a cruise ship next to the pier, a handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes, holding a woman in his left and right hands, walked down proudly.
"Saria!" Fergus's face changed, and he stared at the woman to the left of the handsome man.
The woman shuddered and lowered her head deeply.
"Baby, your dad is calling you." The handsome man held the woman's chin with his fingers, kissed the woman's red lips hard, and then directly put his cold hand into the woman's clothes and rubbed it in front of everyone.
"You! You! You let go of my Saria! Fergus was trembling with anger and wanted to rush forward.
"Don't be impulsive, old man!" Losaf hurriedly hugged Fergus.
"You let go of me! Let me go! I'm going to kill this wretch! Fergus roared madly.
His daughter, Saliya, is only sixteen years old!
"Oh?" The handsome man's eyebrows twitched, and he looked at Fergus who was roaring angrily.
"Baby, your dad said he was going to kill me. I'm so scared. ”
The handsome man lowered his head, looked at the embarrassed and angry Sariya, and said softly, "You say, did I beat him to death before he killed me?" ”
"Nope! No! Please, don't! Saria's face changed, and she quickly grabbed the handsome man's clothes in horror and pleaded in a low voice.
"My favorite little baby, you seem to have forgotten one thing, begging me, don't you ask for that."
The handsome man reached out and grabbed a strand of Saliya's blonde hair, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.
"I ......"
Saria's face turned pale in an instant.
"Don't be afraid, my little darling." The handsome man stroked Saria's hair, "Whoever told me to like you so much, I'll give you a chance to beg me again." ”
"Come, please, my little darling."
"But you have to remember, don't make a mistake. In that case, there really won't be a chance. ”
The handsome man chuckled, a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
"I ......" Sariaya glanced at her father with a pale face, and the next moment, Sazaya gritted her teeth fiercely, knelt on the ground violently, stripped off her clothes, pressed her forehead tightly to the ground, and bowed down to the handsome man.
"Venerable master, your servant Saria, beg your forgiveness!"
Saizeriya shuddered, and a tear ran down her face.
"Ah!!!h
After Fergus was stunned, he roared with grief and indignation as if he had gone mad.
The people around him, some of them pointed at Saria's body with squinting eyes, some shook their heads and sighed, some secretly cursed at the handsome man, and some were deeply envious of him.
"That's embarrassing......"
The handsome man raised his feet and stepped on the top of the head of Saria, who was kneeling on the ground, and said with a playful smile: "I still want to kill ......"
Shout!
A flash of silver light flashed.
Bang,
The handsome man's body was directly knocked into the air and nailed to the bow of another steamer.
Strands of blood flowed down the ice spear and flowed into the sea, slowly dispersing.