PS: PS: This week's update is not powerful, and I am embarrassed to ask for a monthly pass. However, friends are very face-saving, and the number of monthly tickets is no worse than last month. Thank you.

On the last day, I told me that Eggplant and LSL Bookworm voted for two more monthly passes. It's so touching.

Let's take our monthly ticket count to the next level in August. Strive to make up for what you owe this month, at least it won't be broken.

On the first day of August, I shouted: I want a monthly pass!!

As I raised the torch high, especially when it was stretched out to him, the fat man said a word viciously. "Grass."

I think the scene in front of me poured a scoop of water in everyone's heart that was colder than the water of the underground river.

The piranha pomfret is easily recognizable by its body shape, discus-like body shape, flat sides, and dark back that blends in with the water of the underground river. But the group in front of me should be the man-eating pomfret that caused this wave, and they were desperately jumping out of the water, exposing their bright red bellies. Also protruding from the water are their jagged triangular teeth.

I saw it when I was working in the South, and this fish is notorious, but in fact it is not as terrible as the legend suggests. Especially when their population does not reach an alarming number, this fish is very timid and shy, they will hardly provoke larger fish than it, and will even seek scavenging food to survive. But the smell of blood stimulates their central nervous system, and after being stimulated by the smell of blood, even a single man-eating pomfret will attack the bleeding animal like crazy.

The size of this fish is generally not large, especially the subspecies, and the largest I have seen is no more than fifteen centimeters. But the group in front of me formed a winding line of attack, urging the water to make a splash and advance towards the center of the underground river, the size of which was far larger than the subspecies I had seen, a cursory glance. Each one is more than twenty centimeters.

It is conceivable how sad the consequences of being caught up by such a group of cannibal pomfrets will be.

The fat man's upper body was still trying to reach out to the side of the boat to keep the boat balanced. He desperately turned his face around and yelled at me, "Turn around and row to the other side!" ”

The white waves are already very close to us. Of course, it was closer to the fat man, and the fat man's blood-red eyes were the same as the red eyes of the man-eating pomfret in the background. The difference is that the fat man's gaze is filled with anger and fear, while the blood-colored eyes in the background are cold and emotionless.

The roar of the fat man seemed to infuriate the approaching man-eating pomfrets, and I saw them leap higher out of the water, and the blood-red eyes, sharp teeth, and bright red of the abdomen gave me an even greater visual impact.

The draft line of the flat-bottomed boat is not deep, and the boat is only half a foot above the water, so the group of man-eating pomfrets can jump into the cabin. The most tragic thing should be the fat man, who leans out of the upper body of the boat gang. I am afraid that the fish will not have to wait for the fish to jump into the cabin before they are the first to be attacked, and may even become the main and total target. As long as a small piece of flesh is torn off his body or face by a man-eating pomfret , his blood will attract all the piranha pomfrets to attack.

I knew that retreating across the river was the only option. Whether the fat man is attacked, or he retreats back to the cabin in fear, we will all capsize here, struggling to die in agony. The difference is only whether or not you have seen someone, a fat man, being bitten to death by a school of man-eating pomfret or not. Perhaps the latter will be less mentally stressful.

"Yes." I shouted to the fat man, "Don't go back all at once. When you make a U-turn, it's up to you to keep your boat balanced. Be smart, keep your balance and slowly retreat. It's out of the way to capsize the ship at this point. ”

"There's a lot of nonsense, you still need to teach me." The fat man bared his teeth and shouted. But I saw beads of sweat on his head. I really don't know if this product is also afraid.

I snapped my fingers in front of Tang Yumo, who was already in a daze. He gestured with his hand in the direction in which we were rowing. A few words were short. "Make a U-turn and paddle to the other side."

If you want the boat to make a stable U-turn, the two people should use even reverse force, and pay special attention to the movements of the fat man, which can be said to be the close cooperation of the three people. The slightest mistake could capsize the boat.

So I pointed to the fat man and added a sentence to Tang Yumo. "Cooperate with him."

Tang Yumo's dull gaze retracted from a distance, and he woke up like a dream without moving.

"Stupid?!" It's the roar of a fat man. Of course, he was dissatisfied with Tang Yumo's daze.

"Don't turn around, keep rowing!" It was Jack's shout.

"You're crazy!" I shouted at the waves of man-eating pomfret swarms less than ten meters away from the fat man. "Do you think they only attack people with thick flesh? No! None of us can run away when they catch up. Do you want to know how you died? Don't you want to know what hell is like? Then I'll tell you, in this scenario. Hell will be the paradise you hope for. ”

"I don't want to follow them." Jack pointed to the school of man-eating pomfret looming in front of him, and then to the darkness in mid-air. "It's more likely that they will do it willingly. If they have some intelligence, which is likely to be the case at the moment, then they should know that the piranha pomfret can't keep up with us, and that they are driving us to the other side. ”

My heart chilled, and I realized that it was possible. But the current situation is a choice between imminent danger and later danger. If you can't get over this hurdle in front of you, there will be no future.

The fat man will not hold back, even with me, let alone this Yankee whom he has never looked down on. "Grass. I'll just say that Americans can't be trusted, and they are all forgetful. Don't want to do what they want? Okay, you come over and hold down the boat. If you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, so will Lao Tzu! ”

"Are you scared?"

I know that Jack's seemingly breezy words are the sharpest dagger to stab the fat man. It is harder to make the fat man admit that he is afraid than to let him die.

"Grass, don't provoke me with this. Fear? I don't know what it is. I really want to know if you're scared, grandson, I'll just look at you, don't pee. ”

I looked at the fat man with some sympathy, and he twisted his head so hard that the sweat from his bare head ran into his eyes.

Suddenly, I noticed that the wind had changed. It's not that the wind that blows horizontally disappears, but the wind blows from many directions, and the only direction where there is no wind blowing is the other side of the river, the one where the fat man and I originally planned to escape.

However, the wind blowing sideways was noticeably weaker, giving me the impression that the wind was dispersed. In this way, the side wind borne by the boat is greatly reduced, and the fat man can finally retreat to the cabin, as long as he tilts his body in the direction of the crosswind, he can basically ensure the balance of the boat.

"It's time. Keep the balance for me. ”

Suddenly, Jack shouted. Then point the M16 automatic rifle in mid-air in the direction of the bow.

"Da-da-da-da."

A tongue of fire erupted from the muzzle, and the bullet shot into the darkness like a row of meteors.

One-handed magazine change is not a skill unique to one person. At the moment of turning, Jack completed the reloading and loading action, this time, the muzzle was aimed in the direction of the stern of the ship.

"Da-da-da-da."

As soon as this row of bullets was finished, Jack shouted, "Turn around and rush over!" ”

The bullet flew over my head, and my head was shaken or frightened, and in a daze, I saw that the direction of Jack's finger was the rising wave of man-eating pomfret in the direction of my finger. (To be continued......)