I asked Rapp: "I think there are many places in the waterway when we come over that can be moored and bend, and the worry of dead fish is reasonable. Can we get out of this strange fog first and find a way to stop the boat? , For the rest of the road, why don't we walk directly from the shore?"
"Go ashore? Brat, are you mentally ill!"
Before Rapp spoke, the old bandit roared strangely and said plausibly: "Where is it on the shore? That is the snow mountain. The objects we brought this time are all water tricks used on the river, and there is no corresponding equipment weapon. I bet , As long as we go ashore, there will definitely be some accidents, not one or two, or the whole army will be wiped out!"
Lapp also echoed: "Little boss, Brother Huang is right. It is indeed a very dangerous thing to abandon the boat and enter the snow-capped mountains. Special geological structures are things that can kill people... "
I waited for him to finish, and I thought to myself that this time it was fucking fun, there was no way to go to the earth, and I didn't know what wild beasts were hiding under the waters
Why has the passenger ship been here for so long, and the monster hidden in the water has no other reaction besides pulling down the metal arm? Could it be said that it is dormant in a dark corner, laying a deadly trap, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for us to throw ourselves into the net
The unknown situation left everyone at a loss. This thick fog seemed to separate us from the outside world. The corpses on the river were still weirdly undulating up and down. The turbid water surface was gloomy among the corpses surge Color.
At this time, the old bandit passed the initial flustered period, and heard that we had eliminated all the retreats one by one. The gangster in our heart broke out. He gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "Thanks to his mother, the living can still be urinated. Can't you die?"
"Listen to me! Little niece, go to the cabin with Little Hoof, and let me dry all the sacs we use to store water. Bring it over. There must be no water! You two go to the warehouse to fetch them! Two sets of diving suits and igniters, remember, you want the kind of waterproof ones that my brother bought!"
The old bandit suddenly arranged an errand for everyone, and everyone was greatly surprised, and they looked at him without knowing why.
The old guy completely ignored our eyes and continued to ask Rapp in his own way: "Brother, how much gasoline do we have on the boat?"
When I heard this, I was thinking that the bastard didn't send me a task.
Immediately, I understood his plan, and shouted: "Damn, my uncle, what are you always going to do? Don't think about... let me go down with you to die?"
The old bandit chuckled: "Smelly boy, you are still smart! That's right, you said it all by yourself, isn't it helpful for us to spend it here? Uncle, I will accompany you to walk through the ghost gates, and take care of it. What kind of monster is hiding underneath, let's give him a boiled fish, how about it, dare you kid?"
With the blood in my heart, I roared: "Damn, dare you? I dare not? Let alone the snow-capped mountains and puddles in this area, I won't wrinkle my brows even if I go to the sea to catch the dragon!"
"Okay!" The old bandit slapped me on the shoulder vigorously, and praised: "Smelly boy, you deserve to be the girl I value... niece!"
When I was filmed by him, I was shocked and regretful immediately!
Damn it, this time I'm forgetting the bastard's way, and everyone is asking me on the occasion. It is obviously a character that has condemned me to face and suffer!
Now it's pleats, he has lived a long time, and he has enjoyed everything he should enjoy!
I didn't even win Wenfang, so I went into the water with him to find his death. Who knows what the monster underwater is, if the gasoline can't kill it, it would be so unreasonable!
No, you have to find the place quickly, and don't mess with this old guy!
So, I hurried to remedy: "Uncle, we might as well speak a little bit brighter, but let's get into the water... I think we'd better consider it longer!"
"Don't worry, it's not that I'm afraid of things! Then I've said anything. A gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall, and the bright one is easy to get dirty. We are both great men standing up and down, gentle gentlemen, floating in the water, and evil beasts. Look around, if these corpses contaminate our glorious temperament, how can it be good? Or take a long-term plan, a long-term plan..."
When the old bandit saw that I wanted to repent, he immediately shouted: "Hey, your kid shouldn’t fool me with this nonsense. Uncle, who am I? I’m a good-for-nothing. If you want to repent, you should be in front of your elder niece and little hoof. Speaking of it, Lao Tzu will never force it, it's a big deal to go down!"
I screamed hard, this old bastard doesn’t make much difference, why can’t I tell the good and the bad, so determined to drag me to death, in front of the two of Wenfang, how can I speak this change
But Wenfang understood the old bandit’s cares from our words, immediately stopped him, shook his head and said, "Uncle, I don’t allow you two to go into the water. Going back, it’s better to walk from the snow mountain!"
I also hurriedly winked at Meng Gantang.
The lady was worried about my safety, and immediately agreed: "Yes, old bandits, the snowy mountains are difficult and dangerous, but we are united, I don't believe that we can't go out, but we can get underwater..."
"Enough, my brother has already picked up the words clearly. Going back is either to abandon all previous efforts or be buried in Xuehai. There is absolutely no third possibility!"
However, before she finished speaking, the old bandit screamed and said very firmly: "This matter, you can't help but prepare things quickly. The underwater crisis will be eliminated one second sooner, and we will be safe one second sooner!"
Wen Fang bit her lip and wanted to say something.
I sighed and stopped her and whispered: "No matter, the old bandit has been so hard on me. If you say you are stubborn, he won't listen! Let's go and prepare the guy with Meng Gantang! You can't be sloppy! After we got into the water, the old bandits and I all relied on these things..."
Wen Fang looked up at me, silently pulled Meng Gantang up to the cabin, Yu Mingjie looked at us hesitantly, and finally turned into a sigh, and followed Lapp to the silo to move gasoline.
The old bandit and I stood at the bow of the ship, looking down at the hideous water below me thoughtfully...
In fact, I don't have much fear about the decision to go into the water, because I have experienced many underwater fights before. This time the only thing that makes my heart feel frustrated is the corpses floating on the water.
It stands to reason that we have confronted countless soulless corpses, and those things are far more terrifying than the death drifts in these rivers.
It can be estimated that it is due to the nature of human beings. This kind of dead corpse hanging quietly in the water brings me more uneasy than when facing a soulless corpse, and even a sense of suffocation that is difficult to breathe.
I tried to shake off the anxiety in my mind. Wen Fang and others returned to the deck with things one after another. Taking advantage of their efforts to fill the leather sac with gasoline, each automatic glove put a lot of wet suits on hold, carefully. Checked it again and made an'ok' gesture to each other.
At this time, Rapp came towards me holding the speargun, reluctantly rubbing the cold body of the gun, and handing it to me, sincerely blessing: "Little boss, this guy is better than ordinary shotguns in the water. So, take it with you, I hope you and the bandit brother can return in triumph!"
I nodded vigorously, and Wen Fang and others also took their own prepared things and said goodbye to us one by one.
I was so panicked in my heart that I couldn’t endure this atmosphere of parting between life and death. A post-jumping grinning yelled, “Hey, hey, I said you guys are crying, why are you crying? Give me a smile, grandma’s, and me. The old bandit is not dead yet, is it bad luck?"
Several people reluctantly pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying.
I complained depressedly, too lazy to squeeze with them, and made a gesture of launching to the old bandit. With a strong leap with my legs, I supported the railing of the bow and jumped directly into the water... (this chapter) over)