Chapter 302 Dark Clouds Overwhelm
On the vast sea surface nearby, there is only one fishing boat parked above the seabed tomb.
Huh.
Hu Ming found it easily. After boarding the fishing boat, Jiang Nan exhaled the turbid air in his lungs and took a big breath of fresh air.
The series of events just now took nearly two minutes, and Jiang Nan's breath was almost exhausted.
Yin Nanfeng stepped forward and wiped Hu Ming's hair and cheeks with a clean towel.
After taking off his diving suit, Hu Ming looked at the people with extremely ugly faces in a funny manner.
"What's the matter? You have an expression of disgust on your face. You finally came out of the underwater tomb safely. Why are you still not happy?"
It is worth mentioning that at this time, the fishing boat Except for the chatter of a few people, there was dead silence.
“Although it’s not, it’s almost the same…”
"Uncle Ming, something is wrong. When we came back, all the people on the boat disappeared mysteriously."
Wu Xie forced a smile with an ugly face, tremblingly took out the cigarette case and thought Light a cigarette.
It is already dusk.
How could someone riding a horse encounter such a damn thing in broad daylight? That was a boatload of people!
The boss of the boat, the sailor, and what Aning left behind All the people, dozens of people in total, disappeared.
"I told you, for the sake of your health, smoke less and quit smoking. I'll help you enjoy this one." He grabbed the cigarette and fire in his hand, lit it for himself, and threw one to the fat man.
As for the dangers of second-hand smoke...
who-care?
Facing this weird situation, everyone’s face doesn’t look good.
Only Yin Nanfeng thought about some of the things Hu Ming told her when she was down there.
"Hey, naive, let me tell you, let's not scare ourselves. How can we see ghosts in broad daylight!"
"Maybe those people were unlucky enough to meet them. The pirates have all been robbed!"
The fat man laughed and sighed at Wu Xie's innocence and his ignorance of the dark side of the world.
However, there was also invisible worry flashing deep in his eyes. Obviously, the fat man was not an idiot and knew that things could not be that simple.
These words were just to comfort Wu Xie.
"Okay, don't comfort me, Fatty. If we really encountered pirates, this fishing boat would have been turned upside down long ago."
"Even, the whole boat Maybe they were all sunk. After all, this is still the waters of China, and the pirates are not rampant enough to leave evidence."
Wu Xie sighed tiredly and waved his hands.
None of them are simple-minded idiots, they just have too few clues to draw a conclusion.
"There are remnants of bullet marks and blood stains here. They are very new. They were left about two or three hours ago. Although someone has cleaned these marks, some traces can still be seen."
At this time, Meng The sound of an oil bottle came.
He has come to the side of the ship, squatting on the deck, and gently stroking the deck with his hands.
A few people went over to take a look.
The trace is not obvious. Just as Menyou Ping said, someone is deliberately covering up the trace. If you don't look carefully, you won't find anything.
"Tsk! The gun has been fired..."
Seeing this, Hu Ming couldn't help but let out a light tut.
He can probably guess some. After all, there are only a few people like the ship boss. No matter how extraordinary they are, they are still mortal bodies.
Just forget about the soy sauce bricks brought by Aning and call them beasts and little brothers.
However, none of the unknown Wang family support troops that followed were fuel-efficient.
This is, a radio that was obviously placed on the deck suddenly rang.
Inside, the typhoon warning from the fishery radio station is playing.
It was caused by a tropical storm.
At this time, Hu Ming and the others had noticed that the wind on the sea had changed.
The content on the radio was mixed with a lot of professional terms, which made me confused.
But everyone still understood the key words.
"Please ask the sea ships to take refuge in the harbor!"
"Oh, that's so considerate. Are you afraid that some of us will accidentally die in the typhoon?"
See you there. Hu Ming couldn't help but complain in his heart.
Who put this radio here and tuned it to this channel does not require much thinking at all.
Once the wind and waves rise, their small fishing boat will be really in danger.
The ability to resist risks is too poor.
Before, it was only affected by the aftermath of a tropical storm, and it almost capsized.
Not to mention a typhoon.
For a moment, everyone's faces turned dark.
No one dared to waste the next time. They simply swallowed a few mouthfuls of dry food, drank some water, and then took turns driving the boat to a small island on the chart.
Fortunately, the more technology develops, the easier it is for users to use it.
Although they don’t know much about the various complex electronic instruments on the ship, they can still control the ship forward and turn like a fool.
By the time everyone took turns to rest and felt refreshed, it was already the second day.
The waves on the sea were huge, the sky was gloomy, and there were dark clouds as far as the eye could see.
It was as if the whole sky was about to collapse.
In the vast environment of the sea, this situation can't help but make people feel a little depressed.
At this time, the little brother is steering the wheel in the cab.
Hu Ming was preparing lunch in the kitchen, while Yin Nanfeng watched Hu Ming cooking curiously.
The staple food of sea food is of course fish.
The finale is the fish head hot pot, which is the grouper that the boss of the boat kept and clamored to sell to the hotel at a good price.
A large grouper weighing three kilograms.
In other places, you can’t afford this kind of treasure even if you have money.
(End of this chapter)