I dodged the spear that stabbed me, and the people around him laughed, and his face instantly changed from madness to annoyance, and his crazy eyes instantly turned into ferocity.

"Give him some blood!" There were people shouting around.

"Poke him in the thigh!" Someone commanded.

When the spear that the guy had stabbed over and over again was dodged by me again and again, someone finally reached out and grabbed the spear, and the damn guy wanted to experience this rare pleasure too. And the next thing to poke me was more than a spear. When another spear came at me, I fell straight off the board. I jumped on my own initiative, and I didn't want to get some more injuries before I fell into the water.

I don't know if they cheered, but I just felt my heart pound, and then I fell into the water.

The moment I fell into the water, the originally soft water made me know what it means to be strong in water, and the sea water below the air temperature made me feel cold. In addition to the feeling of oppression brought to me by the water, I knew that the blood on my body could make the sharks of about two kilometers immediately excited. I don't know how they do it, but I was blown away by the skill. I just pray that there are no sharks around.

It's hard to open your eyes in the ocean, at least for me, and the first thing I can think of is getting to the surface. I tried to breathe when my head was out of the water, and the complete loss of support under my feet made me feel like I was going to sink again at any moment, and the devil knows if I would be able to float up in time after sinking again.

And the people on the side of the boat yelled at me, and they laughed so happily, it was a harsh sound.

My legs were swinging as hard as I could, and I had to keep my body, which was tied up like that, from sinking. It was then that I heard what they were shouting, and it was then that I spat and turned my head to look, and the sight scared my soul away. Probably everyone knows what the dorsal fin that appears on the surface of the sea means, and that's not one, it's many.

In times of emergency, my body can always burst out with unimaginable potential, and all I can think about at this time is not to ride a shark through the waves like Peter Pan, but to try to get to the side of the boat. In my mind, as long as I clinged close enough, it would be more difficult for the shark to attack me. I can't wait to be a barnacle.

They obviously didn't want me to do that when I tried to swim to the side of the boat, because if I got close to the side of the boat, they would lose their vision. To add to the fun, I was dragged out of the water by them. At this point, I was like a bait hooked on a fishing line, and when I was pulled off the water and then they let go and let me fall back into the water, they would let out a cheer.

I thought to myself, this is the end of it.

I'm waiting for the shark to open its jaws to me. When I sank into the water again, the shark rubbed past me. At that moment, I suddenly had the image of being bitten by a shark on my body, legs, or head, but I didn't even think about what it would be like.

But the sharks just circled around me, they didn't rush up and bite me.

If I hadn't been suffocated too much, I would have stayed in the water, and when I got my head out of the water again, I didn't hear their joyful cheers.

And when I saw the sharks hovering around me, and I realized that it wasn't one or two, I was also shocked. It went on like this for a long time, but the group didn't seem to want to drag me up, and they all fell silent, and they looked at me the same way as I looked at them. I didn't ask them to pull me up, all I could do now was try not to sink myself.

Finally some of them reacted, and this caused their confusion, and when the bearded man stood by the side of the boat and looked at me and the sharks around him in amazement, he froze for a moment, and then quickly motioned to pull me up.

Although I had been dipped in the water many times, I hadn't drunk much, so I was still conscious when I was dragged onto deck. I stared at the group of guys who were no longer yelling at me, and slowly turned my gaze to the bearded man. At this time, the expression on his face was no longer arrogant, but I saw doubts in his eyes, and even more ...... Fear.

I spat to the side, "Release me." I said in a commanding tone.

To be honest, this is pure gambling, if I win the bet, I will become their god, and if I lose the bet, I will be thrown off the boat or locked up, and in the worst case, I will be dismembered and thrown down by them. But when I saw the bearded man's face, I felt more likely that he would let me go.

The bearded man hesitated.

Heh, what would you do if you were him?

Kill me?

No, no, no, most of this behavior exists only in the imagination of some people, and you grin and say that you don't have a sense of reverence for the unknown because you are not in danger at this time, and you don't have decision-making power. When you don't have to take responsibility or suffer the cost of it, you can say anything. Remember what I said, you don't have the omniscient and unchanging courage you think you have.

The same goes for the bearded man.

Of course, there are also the fearless guys you imagine, such as the madman just now.

"He's a demon! He will invite calamity. "He's still trying to kill me.

I ignored him, just staring at the bearded man in front of me. I know what expression I should use at this time, not hate, not angry, not pray, not cowardly. I stared at him faintly, without fear or threat, but under this indifferent expression, my eyes must be full of irreversible ...... Majesty! A kind of disdain, a kind of contempt, a sense of oppression that is like an ant, it is a killing intent for him.

His eyes moved...... I knew when I saw the muscles between his eyebrows relax slightly...... He surrendered.

"Who are you?" His tone was no longer tough at this point.

"Let me go, I don't have to worry about the farce that happened to you just now." I watched him and turned my gaze to a guy with a spear next to me. This guy wasn't the madman he had just now, and after being glanced at by my murderous eyes, the spear in his hand was thrown to the ground with a snap. It was a very intimidating act, and the crowd began to stir when the guy I was staring at so hard began to bow his head and hide back in fear.

"I don't blame you for not knowing the rules of the sea, you bandits, only by maintaining awe can you make the journey safe." I walked over to the bearded man and stared at him.

"Yes...... Yes. He held out his hand to me as he whispered, and he untied me with his own hands. When the rope slipped on my body and fell to the ground, he said tentatively, "I feel like I'm ...... Seems to have seen you. ”

By this time I had turned to contempt in my eyes at him, and my stern gaze needed to bring him more oppression. My scrutiny made him lose his momentum.

"Why did you end up here, a bandit?" I asked. "What was that place just now?"

He sighed softly, "We are also forced to be helpless. He looked at me with a much more docile look, "Where did we have a misunderstanding...... Is it in ...... It is in the swamp north of the Kingdom of Stormwind. ”

"This is the Stormwind Kingdom?" I looked at him in surprise.

"Yes." He nodded.

"So who are you...... Who? Despite this question, I had a strong premonition.

"We're all refugees." There was some sadness in his tone. "If it weren't for the necessity, we wouldn't have done this."

"Refugee ...... No, are you fraternity? As soon as I said this, his face was full of shock.

"You know that...... Brotherhood? ”

"What about your chief?" I asked.

"You mean ......"

I nodded, "Van Cleef, Edwin. Van Cleef! “

His eyes were even more puzzled, "How do you know him?" ”

"What about others?" I didn't answer him.

He ...... He's dead. The bearded man slowly spat out those two words.

This sentence sent a chill down my back, and I stared at him angrily, "You say it again." ”

He ...... He...... Truly...... He's dead. The bearded man looked at me a little nervously.

"Impossible!" I unconsciously reached out and grabbed the collar of his clothes, this act ...... Completely...... It's not under my control. "Impossible." Although my hands were a little out of my control, the thoughts just now really came from my heart. I can't accept this fact, I can't believe it's true. This is completely different from what I remember!

"How did he die?" My face was already full of anger.

He ...... He ......, "The bearded man was scared by the way I looked." "We retreated to ...... Raven Hill and settled there temporarily, but ...... Then all of a sudden, a large number of the king's army came out of nowhere. We...... It was just washed away. He said.

"And then? Washed away and then what? ”

"I was following Van Cleve, and a lot of us here were following him, but ...... As we kept fleeing westward, trying to cross the Jing River in order to escape the pursuit of the army, it was ...... Leapfrog again. He shook his head, "But...... We were caught up by the river. At that time, Van Cleef was red-eyed...... I was there for him, and he ...... And his family, he ......"

Seeing the embarrassed expression on his face, I angrily shook the collar of his clothes, "Said...... Keep talking! ”

"It started with his ...... His wife. While crossing the river, his wife's raft overturned......"

"And then?"

"His daughter is also on the raft." The bearded man's voice was muffled, "Van Cleef was taking us to cover the retreat of the women and children by the river...... But when he saw his wife and daughter fall into the water, he rushed into the water desperately...... But...... But...... I saw him hit two arrows in the back...... We want to save him, too, but ...... He was soon swallowed up by the river. ”