Xu Qingyan has not seen a dead person.

In the same way, they will not be afraid of the dead, but they are killing chickens and setting an example.

Their real target is not those who have no power to resist, but those who have left under their noses.

Before Xu Qingyan left, he had also hesitated, his departure would definitely anger some people, and whether it would bring a catastrophe to his compatriots.

Therefore, before being reborn, Xu Qingyan hesitated, and finally died in obscurity, and their country was still deeply constrained.

Now he also has such concerns, but he also knows that if he never resists, he will never stand up one day.

Those people have not spared a search for his whereabouts.

"They will kill another group of Chinese people in the afternoon, and they will die because of me."

Xu Qingyan's bad face is precisely because of this.

His thoughts, his thoughts, no longer have to be devoured and digested by themselves as before, until one day they can't digest it and completely collapse.

Now he is already on the verge of doubting himself, maybe with his strong will and perseverance can be suppressed temporarily, but one day, it will become a thunder, which will explode at any time.

But now, watching the pen anxiously swipe across his palm, he quickly wrote those comforting words......

He reluctantly smiled miserably: "Little Eight, do you know? I originally planned to return to China and dedicate my life to the country, but I knew that my heart would be in prison for the rest of my life. ”

He closed his eyes vigorously and said what he thought.

Yin Xiaoyin suddenly thought of Xiao Yu'er, her parents and even the suicide note they left at the end.

The moment this thought appeared in my mind, the pen walked on the clean paper on the side, and it turned out to be the suicide note.

Xu Qingyan pressed his aching temples, picked up the paper curiously, what words did Xiao Ba not write to him in the palm of his hand, but a letter.

Yin Xiaoyin wrote in the palm of her hand: "This is a letter to a pair of parents to their children. ”

"Wu'er, when you read the letter, I'm sorry, Mom and Dad may not be able to grow up with you. However, Mom and Dad believe that you will grow up in the light, because Mom and Dad protect the people who can create light for you, and Mom and Dad also believe that you will also be proud that Mom and Dad are heroes. ”

That's probably what the letter says.

After reading the letter, Xu Qingyan has developed the habit of burning immediately, otherwise these words will bring about a catastrophe.

He lowered his eyes: "Xiaoba, I ......"

Yin Xiaoyin slowed down in the palm of his hand: "Let's make light, okay?" Don't let down those who hope for them. ”

Xu Qingyan cheered up and nodded.

"You're right, it's useless for me to feel sorry for myself here, I can still try, can I save them, at least, try once."

The pen also seemed to sense his feeling of getting better, and danced happily to say that he would help him too.

Xu Qingyan chuckled: "With your help, I think it will definitely be possible." ”

As if to deter, the nobles had eaten lunch and let the cruise owners go to the deck.

"These people are sneaky and steal our precious treasures, so we will punish them."

Fluent English came out of the mouth of the leader, full of bitter warnings.

His gaze swept over everyone and hooked his lips slightly: "If someone can report the person who stole something, of course, I am also very generous and will reward him." ”

"Everyone, let's see if these thieves have anything to say?"

Some people shook their bodies, their faces were full of helplessness, and they pouted, they didn't know anything, what could they say.

"We're all ordinary workers, we're not doing anything!"

They shouted in despair.

At the same time, there were also a few eyes carefully distinguishing their expressions, trying to distinguish those who had hooked up with the Chinese people.

It's a pity that this group of people are really some hard-working people, they are trying to find all kinds of jobs in order to survive, and the wages of the cruise ship are not bad.

Xu Qingyan stood in the crowd.

The pen in his hand moved slightly.

Then Yin Xiaoyin shuttled through the crowd with a pen, and soon went directly behind the leader.

Rhein was squinting at everyone, and suddenly, he felt something cross his back.

He touched it slightly, only touched the dampness of one hand, and reached out to see that it was blue ink.

He frowned, wondering where the ink came from, when suddenly, he felt numb all over his body, and his whole body was itchy and uncomfortable.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Rhein got up angrily and roared.

After all, he was full of ugliness and tried to find the source of his discomfort, and the doctor on the ship hurriedly stepped forward to check on him.

The stethoscope examined it several times, then rolled his eyelids to look at it, and then looked at the skin again......

"Mr. Rhein, your condition looks like an allergy."

Mr. Rhine now couldn't listen to anything, and left with a black face.

"But Mr. Rhine, what about these people?"

Mr. Rhine has long since lost his mind, and for them, where the things ordered above are important to their own bodies.

The group of Chinese people was re-tied up and thrown to one place.

Xu Qingyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Xiaoyin walked to Xu Qingyan's side and put the pen into Xu Qingyan's palm like an invitation.

"Xiaoba, you really helped me a lot this time, I think this Mr. Rhine, before he arrives in Huaguo, he probably won't be better."

Yin Xiaoyin also had the same idea, and the two reached an agreement.

Mr. Rhine took the medicine prescribed by the doctor, and although his whole body was still very itchy, the feeling of piercing his heart was finally relieved.

"How did I get allergies?"

Rhein asked.

The doctor had examined what had appeared next to Mr. Rhein, especially the ink.

Allergens have been found naturally.

"Find me the person who used this pen on the cruise ship right away!"

"Mr. Rhein, I'm afraid this is not easy to find, this ink is a commonly used ink, and almost everyone on a cruise ship will use it."

"No one has been approaching you, and we can't find the source at all."

Someone suddenly walked in to Mr. Rhein, lowered his voice, and continued: "Sir, there is something I don't know whether to say or not. ”

Mr. Rhein glared at him impatiently.

Where did the man dare to say more, and hurriedly told what he knew.

"There was a professor who encountered a strange thing and even began to doubt science, but now he believes in theology, and today's things are a little strange."

Mr. Rhine panicked, but no, the metallic touch appeared out of thin air was too strange.