Wren finally got up, but found something terrible. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The rope tied to the bait pulled the bow of the boat so low that the tail of the whole boat was cocked.

If the tiger shark drills deeper at this time, then their dinghy will definitely be overturned by him.

Thinking of this terrifying possibility, Wren hurriedly reached for the rope of the lure, and after pulling it on, he stuck his feet in the bulges on either side of the side of the dinghy.

That's a technique that I discovered during the drill, which helps to use strength to keep my body balanced on the boat.

Wren raised the rope attached to the lure with both hands, so that the bow of the boat was finally up a bit.

But he was still too far forward, the stern was still a little upturned, and the hooked tiger shark felt a rope tugging, and swam harder.

Although he couldn't match the tiger shark in strength, Wren could still push backwards one block at a time, trying to keep his legs close to the middle of the boat.

This barely allowed the dinghy to regain its balance, but it also made Wren feel miserable.

With his legs desperately pedaling the dinghy and his arms still tugging at the rope, Wren's waist had to exert a lot of force to prevent it from being pulled all around.

At this time, the battle captain and the other sailor also began to help, one of them wrapped his arm around Wren's chest, and the other hand tightly tugged at the buckle on the side of the ship.

Wren's upper body finally borrowed strength, and his waist was also relieved a little, otherwise his waist would have been broken off if he continued like this.

Fortunately, this state did not last long, and the rope suddenly loosened.

Wren and the sailors behind him lost their balance of gravity and sat back in the back.

Ignoring the pain of the fall, Wren hurriedly got up and checked the bait.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you are startled when you see it, the tiger shark is not unhooked,

It just found itself being dragged by the boat behind it, dragging the bait and the bucket back at high speed.

Feeling the fear of danger coming, Wren subconsciously reached out and groped for the harpoon, but at this fateful moment, the harpoon was entangled in the waste lure rope that was pulled back earlier.

The tiger shark had already rushed very close, and the black fins and large mouth of the tiger shark were clearly visible, and the tiger shark was about to crash into the dinghy, and Wren suddenly handed a harpoon behind him.

Wren didn't want to grab it and stabbed at the big mouth of Bai Sensen, and at the same time the tiger shark jumped out of the water, just in time for the big mouth to collide with the harpoon.

The tiger shark's body, the size of a dinghy, weighed heavily on the bow of the dinghy, crushing half of the bow into the sea.

Wren was pounced on by the tiger shark just now, and his hands were worn off, and at this time, the bow of the boat was still tilting forward.

The harpoon in his hand was gone, and he had already gone into the sea with the tiger shark.

Soon after the bow was pressed into the sea, it floated again, but fortunately there was not much water and the hull was specially reinforced.

Otherwise, if the tiger shark had just done that, this small boat would have become a pile of planks floating on the surface of the sea.

Looking at the ship's gunwales with the fracturing at the bow, Wren didn't have time to be afraid, when he saw the rope tied to the bait quickly pulling into the sea.

It was fast, and there was no time to worry about the pain, so Wren hurriedly grabbed the rope with both hands, and stuck his feet again in the bulges on both sides of the ship.

The body leaned against the hull at a very small horizontal angle.

Wren's whole body shook, driving the dinghy to shake with it, and then the dinghy was dragged forward at a rapid pace.

The rough surface of the brown rope rubbed against Wren's already peeling hands, and the soaked seawater was dragged and oozing and sticking to the wound, and Wren felt his hands burn.

But you can't let go afterwards, otherwise the dinghy will be overturned by the tiger shark.

Wren began to roar loudly and clung to the rope, which would temporarily relieve the tingling sensation on his scalp.

Far from weakening, the injured tiger shark became more ferocious, and after it pulled again, Wren could no longer hold the slippery rope in both hands.

The whole ship was taken and flew quickly, but fortunately, the battle captain and another sailor behind him were lying heavily in the stern of the ship at a critical moment.

This allowed the boat to keep its balance and not be pulled over by the tiger shark.

This was only a temporary solution, and Wren, who climbed from the bow of the boat, found that the dinghy was speeding through the dense reef.

If you hit the reef at this speed, the dinghy would have to flip a few times if it didn't break.

We have to find a way to get out of this dangerous situation, and we can't let the tiger shark continue to drag the dinghy like this.

Wren remembered the sailor's scimitar at his waist, and he hurriedly drew it, and lay on the bow of the boat, ready to cut the rope attached to the bait.

As a result, the rope was only cut halfway, and it was really carried by the tiger shark to an outcropping reef.

Before the alarm could be raised, the dinghy slammed into the reef, and after the terrible tearing of the planks, Wren was already thrown into the sea.

The same fate was given to the captains and sailors in the dinghy.

The dinghy had been declared destroyed, and Wren had not yet recovered from the crisis, and he clung to the bow of the boat at the time of impact.

Now it is being taken up into the sea by the tiger shark along with the broken bow of the ship.

Wren was dragged uncomfortably, but instinct made him cling to the rest of the bow.

After another distance, the tiger shark seemed to be a little tired, slowed down and finally stopped.

Wren, who was holding the bow of the boat, was finally able to breathe, and he was soaking wet, ignoring the stinging pain in his palm and the scratches on his body, and hurried to check the situation of the tiger shark.

Wren saw a floating bucket, a harpoon with a little tail exposed, and a large black fin, which were slowly coming in his direction.

Not good!

Wren, who reacted, knew that something was wrong, and the tiger shark probably smelled the blood he was soaking in the water.

Wren remembered the scimitar, but found that after the dinghy hit, it was already gone.

Not to mention the harpoon in the bow, where it has long been sunk.

Do you want the tiger shark to eat itself like this?

Wren knew he wouldn't like it, and he struggled to climb up to the rest of the bow, but the irregular bow couldn't bear the force.

After two attempts and found that he couldn't get himself out of the water, Wren gave up.

The tiger shark is still swimming at a fast pace, and there is still a distance of ten meters.

What to do?!

Wren was a little panicked in his heart, he had no weapon in his hand, and the other party was a fierce and powerful tiger shark, and he was in the water battlefield that he was not good at.

It's a rhythm to die for!

And five meters more......

The tiger shark was already close at hand, and if it hadn't frantically consumed its physical strength before, I'm afraid it would have flown up and thrown Wren to the bottom of the sea by now.

Harpoon! to harpoon!

Wren was about to reach him before the tiger shark's mouth was about to reach him, and then the bow of the boat swooped down on the harpoon that was out of the water.

The harpoon is stuck in the jaw of the tiger shark, and only a small part of the tail is out of the water.

At the same time that the tiger shark Bai Sensen's big teeth slammed into Wren's body, Wren's hands were already holding the harpoon.

The harpoon was still firmly stuck in the tiger shark's mouth, so with the force of the harpoon, Wren was pushed back.

Under the pressure of Wren's weight, the tiger shark's mouth wound expanded, and the pain was unbearable, and it twisted its body frantically, and shook its head to spit out the harpoon in its mouth.

Wren, who was holding his breath, was disturbed by this, and inhaled a few mouthfuls of seawater, choking him almost fainting.

Fortunately, he closed his mouth in time and hurriedly floated to breathe.

But the angry tiger shark did not intend to let Wren go, and bit Wren with a large mouth full of blood.

Wren instinctively stabbed it in the head with a harpoon, but it happened to pierce the tiger shark in the eye, but Wren also paid the price, and his thigh was bitten by the tiger shark.

The huge teeth pierced his muscles like daggers, and for a moment, Wren thought he was dead.

Only to find that it was only the sharp pain in his leg that caused him to hallucinate, and when he recovered from that delusion, he found that the tiger shark was about to slip away from him.

At this time, Wren had just walked back from the gate of hell, and he had nothing to fear, so he reached out and grabbed the fin of the tiger shark and followed it to the bottom of the sea.

When the tiger shark swam a little slower, Wren straddled the tiger shark's back and desperately stabbed the tiger shark in the head with a harpoon.

The tiger shark twisted its body desperately to resist, and Wren desperately clenched the shark's fins.

After two or three minutes of tossing and turning under the water, Wren had reached the limit of holding his breath, and hurriedly let go of his hands and feet to surface.

But because of the pull of the injured leg, he opened his mouth in pain and wanted to scream, but was poured into his lungs by the seawater.

After choking on a string of bubbles, his body twitched a few times and then fainted.

When he opened his eyes again, Wren found himself lying on the corpse of the tiger shark, coughing in a gulp of seawater.

It wasn't until he coughed up all the seawater in his lungs that Wren's cold body felt the warm sunlight.

"Commander! Great! Commander!" the sailor with the harpoon in the dinghy saw that Wren had reacted to his cry, and happily told the news to the other sailors.

Wren could clearly see that they were sailors from the other two dinghys, because the tiger shark was dragging so fast that they had only arrived until now.

On their ship lay the wounded battle captain, along with another sailor who was in the same shark hunting dinghy as Wren.

"Great! Everybody's okay. Wren happily beckoned to them, and then continued to rest on the tiger shark's corpse because of the loss of strength.

As the two dinghys approached the Dragon Eagle with the tiger shark carcass, the cheers of the sailors and mercenaries on board could be heard from afar.

"Commander! Great! Woohoo~ Too handsome, Commander!"

"Captain, Captain, Heroic!Woo~"

"Hey, why are you crying, the head of the regiment is not dead!"

"Hahaha!~"

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Although the sailors were far away, they had already seen the heroic performance of Captain Rennes.