Twenty-six-year-old Jiang Hongyi is dark and thin, with only three fingers left in his left hand, the missing little finger as punishment for trying to escape last time he was caught, and the ring finger cut by a nylon wire wrapped around the rotating crank. Both of his hands had lacerations, either cut by fish scales or cut from rubbing against fishing nets.

The deck was covered with jagged fishing rigging, humming cranes, and hundreds of pounds of fishing nets piled high on the ground, and the splashing water mixed with the entrails of the dissected marine fish made the deck surface as slippery as an ice rink.

Mott next to him quickened his movements, he also knew the power of the stingray tail whip, a seventeen-year-old Cambodian boy who was brought to Thailand by a smuggler in the name of working abroad in a poor family, and then sold to this fishing boat.

He was only fifteen years old when he first came aboard, and for more than two years now, he had witnessed more than one time the captain or captain of the ship killing the ship's laborers (slave laborers, to be precise), and indiscriminate beatings were common.

The captain is a Thai, an overseer hired by the captain to supervise the work of the laborers, and this "ghost ship" (unregistered ship) has five captains, each of whom is responsible for supervising ten to twelve slave laborers, and their method is simple and crude, that is, beating at any time and place!

Those who were seriously wounded or sick were thrown directly from the ship into the sea, those who resisted were shot, and those who did not comply were locked up in dark compartments below deck, locked up with rancid fish and shrimp for days.

The slaves did not think of resisting, but in this endless sea, the captain and captain with guns and the Thai crew on board were the ultimate victors, and they did not mind killing a few slave laborers because the law could not track them down.

Even the ship is a ghost ship, and no one will know that several black slave workers on the ghost ship died, and the Thai police are also involved in the slave labor trafficking, and the government turns a blind eye to this, which is already a fact known to the whole world!

Jiang Hongyi sorted the miscellaneous fish on the deck, but his eyes were full of tears, he regretted it more than once, but it was to no avail.

Originally a Chinese college student, he went on a "poor trip" to Thailand with a classmate five years ago, and his life changed dramatically after staying in a dirty private hotel in Songkhla Province, and he also changed from a college student to a slave on this ghost ship.

After being stunned in a small hotel, he woke up in a room near the port of Samut Prakan, southeast of Bangkok, where he had been held by several armed men for several days, and then he was herded into a battered wooden boat along with several other captured slave laborers, the beginning of his miserable five years of captivity at sea.

At first on offshore fishing vessels, just over a hundred kilometers from the coast, then twice resold to other fishing vessels. He had tried to escape several times without success, and when he saw other ships approaching, the captain would shackle him around his neck and pull him into the vault and lock him up.

The ghost ship rarely docks, and the fishing boat gets supplies from cargo ships to sell the seafood they catch. He had seen more than a dozen people killed, some shot, some tied to stones and sunk into the sea. The number of slaves on board has now been reduced from 70 to more than 50.

It is unbelievable that slave laborers were so mistreated on fishing boats that they were no different from slaves in a slave society.

"If I didn't go on a poor trip, or if I didn't go to Songkhla, I don't know how happy I would be now!" Jiang Hongyi could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes. "It's been five years, Mom and Dad probably think I'm dead, right?"

Dinner consisted of a bowl of rice and a few squid or other discarded fish, which provided only two meals a day, and a two-hour rest period after the meal, and four hours of rest a day, which was already more merciful than other shipowners, and the slave laborers on other ships generally slept only two or three hours.

Because there is enough space to store the catch, the sleeping place is extremely hot and cramped, and it is full of fishing net hammocks.

Within two minutes, Jiang Hongyi fell asleep, he dreamed of his relatives, his parents stretched out their hands to try to hold him, but he flew farther and farther into the sky......

Suddenly, Jiang Hongyi woke up from his dream, and he found that the fishnet hammock was shaking violently, and he almost fell off it.

"This is a big storm!" This is not the first time such a situation has been encountered, Jiang Hongyi understood what was going on in an instant, he jumped out of the hammock and prepared to go to the deck with the other slaves who were in a mess.

The storm came without warning and was extremely violent, and there was no news from the marine weather forecast. The captain and crew were shouting hoarsely, but Jiang Hongyi didn't have a little panic in his heart, and he didn't feel scared at all, if this wind and waves could completely sink the ship, he wouldn't mind burying it at all!

Since the last time he was found escaping and his left little finger was cut off, he had lost all hope in life, and it was better to die than to be enslaved like this! Of course, he would not have too many regrets if he could drag the captain, captain and crew of this ship to the bottom of the sea with him.

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Xie Mingzhou sat on the roof platform of the "Bay", coldly observing the behemoth in front of him with his divine thoughts.

It's a dragon!

In this world, Xie Mingzhou has already seen two dragons, one is the one in the Heavenly Pond, which has now become the protector of Qin Zhenguan, and the other is the one that made waves in the sea when he first returned to this world.

Those two dragons were only twenty or thirty meters long, and now this one, Xie Mingzhou didn't know how long it was, because it was changing! To be precise, it was getting bigger and longer.

When Xie Mingzhou first saw it, it was only about twenty meters long, and after a while, it had grown to fifty zhang long, and it was still getting bigger!

"It's only one step away from turning into a dragon, but I don't know why this evil Jiao came out to make waves and harm the fishermen on these fishing boats?" Xie Mingzhou frowned slightly, of course this evil Jiao couldn't pose a threat to him, but what he didn't expect was that there were still such creatures in this realm!

"Master, let me go and catch this little snake, I dare to be majestic in front of my master, I'm really tired!" The Phantom Lion King also discovered this evil dragon and asked Xie Mingzhou Shennian to transmit the sound.

"Tell Changfu to anchor and stop the ship, I'll go meet it for a while to see what secrets are there!" Xie Mingzhou stood up and couldn't wait to step out.

This evil Jiao can cultivate to such a point in this realm, there is definitely a secret that no one knows, and I think this secret should also be helpful to oneself through the tribulation.

At this time, the evil Jiao has grown to nearly 100 zhang long, just roll the dragon's tail, and the sea area within a radius of several miles is choppy for a few miles, and several fishing boats in this sea area are like folded with paper, looming in the wind and waves several zhang high!