People are in the heavens, wandering around the world

Chapter 49
hours later.

The sun gradually disappeared below the sea level, and the sky began to darken.

In the cab of the cargo ship, Chen She slowly opened his eyes.

He was woken up by hunger.

Thanks to the good habits he developed during school, Chen She usually skipped breakfast, and of course it was the same today.

From morning until now, he had only taken a few mouthfuls of herbal food, and his stomach was empty. He couldn't sleep well when he was so hungry, and he kept dreaming about eating.

Chen She wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, sat up straight with his hands supported, and looked around with sleepy eyes.

Seeing the endless sea through the porthole, I remembered that I was on a boat.

However, the boat appears to have stopped.

Chen She stretched, opened the thermos, and poured the last bit of medicinal food into his mouth, alleviating his hunger and restoring his energy.

After a while, the medicine took effect, the drowsiness after a long sleep subsided, and the spirit became refreshed.

Afterwards, Chen She began to check the situation of the cargo ship.

The boat did stop, ran out of fuel, turned off automatically, and was drifting slowly with the wind and waves.

Looking at the navigation display, the current sea area seems to be very close to Hong Kong Island, and the small dot representing the cargo ship is almost close to the edge of the coastline.

So close, you should be able to see it with the naked eye, right?

Chen She stepped out of the cab, looked far into the distance, and searched for the location of Hong Kong Island.

Not long after, Chen She found the outline of a small island in the left hand direction, and the island was already lit up with dots of lights, making it easy to identify.

It doesn't look very far, Chen She intends to swim directly to it.

But thinking of the dog planing practiced in puddles when he was in primary school, he felt unsafe, so Chen She decided to call the unlucky ones in the cabin, so as to have a help along the way.

The light in the cabin went out at some point, and the passage was pitch black.

Chen She casually picked up a mobile phone from the corpse, turned on the flashlight, and walked deep into the cabin by the light.

However, when he reached the end of the cabin, he found that the bed was empty, and all six hapless people had disappeared.

It seemed that they woke up earlier than Chen She, and had already left one step ahead.

Thinking about it is also true, the medicine they take at the same time, they go to bed early, and naturally wake up early.

It's just that this group of people is too disrespectful, they are all companions who got on the boat together, and they don't know how to say hello when they leave.

Forget it, forgive them.

Thinking of the brothers waking up in the dark cabin, walking out in the dark, encountering the bodies of Huang Mao and the others, they might have been tripped over.

After rolling and crawling, they finally got out of the cabin, only to find that there were more dead bodies on the deck.
At that scene, I was probably scared to pee, and I must have run as fast as I could, so I didn't care if I lost a companion.

Chen She's heart was soft, thinking that they were miserable enough, he didn't hold grudges against them.

After understanding the idea, Chen She also prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he used the light of his mobile phone to simply search for the bodies of Brother Bao and the bald group.

The harvested RMB, Hong Kong paper, US dollars, and Thai baht were not large, and Chen She didn't bother to count them, so he stuffed them into his backpack directly.

There are also four AKs and two pistols.

Of the two pistols, one belonged to Brother Bao, and the other was taken out of Baldhead's body.

Long guns are inconvenient to carry, but pistols can be stowed.

Chen She's Glock only had the last magazine left, which was still pinned to his waist, and he put the two newly harvested pistols into his backpack.

After such a delay, the last twilight of the sunset disappeared, and the sky became completely dark, leaving only the faint light of the mobile phone shining on the pale skin of the corpse.

The sea breeze blows the waves and slaps against the ship's wall, making a crashing sound, which is very clear in the quiet night.

"Damn it, why is the wind getting stronger and stronger." The scene on the boat was a little scary, Chen She didn't want to stay longer, and after cursing, he speeded up his hands, put on the life jacket and buoy, and then jumped into the boat along the rope ladder. nautical mile.

Look for the direction and start thumping hard in the direction of the island.

The so-called Wangshan runs dead horses, and it is the same reason to put them on the sea.

The small island seemed to be very close, but Chen She swam over for more than two hours, and his legs were about to cramp.

Chen She lay on the beach by the shore for a long time, and finally regained some physical strength, and he was really hungry, so he struggled to get up, and walked along the road to the light.

After walking for about two to three ten minutes, Chen She came to the place where the light was.

It's not the Hong Kong Island with high-rise buildings in his imagination, but a small town, where there are two or three-story residential buildings, the architectural style of the 90s and [-]s looks a bit old.

It may be that the planning was not done well at the beginning, and the residential buildings were built randomly, so the roads in the town were winding and narrow.

The traditional Chinese characters on the signboards on both sides of the street made Chen She sure that this is Hong Kong Island, but he didn't know exactly where it was.

While Chen She looked around, he was also looking for the location of the restaurant.

What surprised him was that there were obviously many shops and restaurants on the street, but they all closed early at this time.

Moreover, there are very few pedestrians on the road, and when you meet one occasionally, they all seem to be in a hurry.

"Strange, do people in Hong Kong Island have such a regular schedule, go home and sleep when it gets dark?" Chen She wondered, but didn't stop on his feet. He walked along the winding streets for a while, and finally found one that was still open. door.

Hutchison Hotel, four characters are embroidered on the signboard.

It is said to be a restaurant, but it is actually a small shed set up in front of the house, with a stove next to it, and a few tables and chairs.

Most of the restaurants in the town are in this form, built privately and indiscriminately, encroaching on the roads, otherwise the roads in the town would not be so difficult to describe.

Of course, it's hard to say whether it was the road or the shops that came first.

The owner of the restaurant is an old woman in her 60s and [-]s, who is washing dishes in front of the stove.

The tables and chairs in the shed have been packed up, and the chairs are placed upside down on the long table, and it seems that they are planning to pack up the stalls.

"Boss, is there anything else to eat?" Chen She took a chair and sat down, heaved a long sigh of relief, finally able to rest for a while.

"Don't do it, what business do you still do in a typhoon day?" the proprietress waved her hand.

"Typhoon?" Chen She was taken aback for a moment, and then thought that the last time he smuggled out was a rainstorm, so it was quite reasonable to choose a typhoon day this time.

"Typhoon 'Abu', the meteorological station has been broadcasting all afternoon." The proprietress heard Chen She's mainland accent, wiped her hands with her apron, turned on the radio by the stove, and said, "You mainlanders, come here Don’t you read the weather forecast when you travel?”

"Zizi. The Observatory said that a tropical depression formed in the northern part of the South China Sea. It is gradually moving northward at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour and may affect Hong Kong Island later. Considering that there may be typhoons passing through, the outlying islands and the main island All the ferries between the two have been suspended, citizens who need to commute, please arrange your itinerary reasonably.”

"Is the outlying island area where you are now?" This thought flashed in Chen She's mind, and was replaced by hunger immediately, so he stopped thinking about it, looked at the proprietress and said, "Is there nothing to eat? Whatever Whatever, it’s enough to fill your stomach.”

"It's really gone, and the stove is turned off." The proprietress showed the dishes at hand and said, "Four brothers and sisters came to the store before. They are about the same age as you, and they also have a mainland accent. They look dry and thin, but they eat a lot. It’s very big, and eating is like a war. Even eating and packing, I bought all the cooked food.”

"Can't I do it now? I can add more money." Chen She took out a few US dollars, shook them between his fingers, and said.

"How much?"

"A warning message was broadcast. A speedboat capsized near Liangchuan Bay. All the people on board were missing. The marine police found a large number of US dollar bills on board. It was initially suspected that it was related to a robbery of an exchange shop in Tsim Sha Tsui last week. Three people are wanted. A male from mainland China." Suddenly there was a news item on the radio.

"I don't want to add more, because there's a typhoon." Seeing Chen She's wet body, speaking with a mainland accent, and holding US dollars in his hand, the proprietress was flustered, but she tried to stay calm on her face, and pointed at him. Fang Xiang said: "Hey, follow this street until the end, there is a Zhiming Restaurant, which is open 24 hours a day, and it is not closed even during typhoons. You can go and have a look."

"Zhiming Restaurant, I remember, thank you lady boss." Chen She left a banknote on the table, and walked towards the direction she pointed.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, and almost reaching the edge of the town, Chen She saw a paper signboard at the entrance of the street, with the words "Zhiming Restaurant" crookedly written on it, and a picture of moving forward An arrow that turns right indicates the direction.

Just as Chen She was about to go there, he saw a middle-aged man with a chicken-nested head and flip-flops running over from the street with a panicked expression.

When passing by Chen She, the man even shouted: "Don't go there"

Then, he quickly ran down the street and disappeared.

"Crazy." Chen She ignored it and walked straight to the street.

However, as soon as he left the street and was about to turn right, he felt a black shadow fly towards him in the face of a bad wind.

Chen She was shocked, and was about to kick the black shadow away.

When he lifted his leg, his eyes swept away and he found that it seemed to be a woman. He hurriedly stopped the right leg that was about to be kicked out, and stretched out his hand to catch the woman in his arms.

"Fuck, what a force."

Holding the woman in his arms, Chen She retreated more than ten steps in a row, before dispelling the impact on her body.

"Beauty."

"Run, go to the police, and report that there are bandits." The woman seemed to be of mixed race, with a strange accent, and as soon as her feet touched the ground, she immediately urged Chen She to leave.

"It's nothing, it's just a gangster, how fierce can it be?" Chen She said carelessly, and at the same time noticed that the woman was wearing a police uniform, as if she was a policeman.

"Roar!"

The two were talking, when suddenly, there was a loud roar from the direction the woman was flying from.

I saw a man with a height of more than two meters, a strong figure, and a man like an iron tower galloping towards him.

Dong dong dong

The soles of the strong man's feet hit the ground, making a muffled sound, which was extremely terrifying.

Like a brown bear standing upright, it rushed head-on, making people's scalp tingle.

"Good shape and meaning, good bear shape!" Chen She couldn't help but praise.

The so-called layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Chen She has been with the beautiful master for more than a month, and he can barely be regarded as an expert. He can tell at a glance that the strong man is a master of martial arts, and he is practicing Xing Yi Xiong Xing.

And he has integrated form and mind, added spirit and mind, and is a great master who has developed dark energy.

The three realms of martial arts are light, dark, and transformation.

Although the realm of Anjin is only the second level, he is already a great master.

Because Huajin masters have been rare since ancient times, even in the period of the Republic of China when martial arts was the most glorious, they were enough to start a sect and leave a line of martial arts inheritance.

The difficulty of dark energy is actually not much easier than that of Huajin.

Anjin pays attention to the unity of mind and spirit, digs the power deep in the soul, and highly integrates the spirit and body to exert incredible power.

The power of the mind is mysterious and mysterious, and I don't know how many warriors have been stuck to death.

Chen She's pseudo-transformation energy is the physical quality of empty energy, but he still can't comprehend the dark energy, so that the energy is not perfect enough, and he can't really step into the energy of transformation.

Of course, realm is realm, and combat power is combat power.

Who is strong and who is weak, you have to fight to know.

This brawny man has such a burly body, and his blood is so thick that it is super classy. Even if he faces the master of Huajin, he may not lose, let alone Chen She's fake Huajin.

While Chen She was thinking, the speed of the strong man was getting faster and faster.

He didn't care that there was an extra person in the way, and he just rushed forward, as if he was going to rush over the next moment and tear the two of them apart.

"Run!" the woman said urgently.

Chen She ignored her, and sent her behind with a wave of his hand, then took a step forward, and immediately made a pile, intending to confront the strong man head-on.

When the strong man saw Chen Shetang's arms being used as a car, a look of ferocity flashed across his face, and his speed was three points faster.

ten steps five steps three steps
"Good come!"

Chen She estimated the distance between the two, and when there were only three steps left, he shouted and made a tactic with his left hand.

The thumb is raised up, the index finger is pointed forward, and the remaining three fingers are clenched into a fist, pointing at the strong man a little in the air.

boom!
The right hand hidden under the skirt pulled the trigger, and a shot pierced the strong man's forehead.

Sure enough, within three steps, it was fast and accurate!

"Foshan Heyimen—Chen She, Qimen Weaponry—Glock 19, I have accepted it." Chen She lowered his gun, cupped his fists and saluted, showing the demeanor of a master.

The strong man's body stopped three steps away, his eyebrows were a little red, and then the red and white flowed out together. He opened his mouth, but before he could utter a word, he lost all life. The corpse hit the ground heavily, splashing There was a lot of smoke and dust.

"The third one!"

"Third brother!"

A few tens of meters away, in the food shed with the signboard of Zhiming Restaurant, two middle-aged men were sitting at the table eating noodles. When they heard the gunshots and turned their heads, they happened to see the scene of the strong man dying.

The eyes of both of them were tearing apart, and they shouted in grief and indignation.

"Hey, do you have any companions?" Chen Shewen looked over at the two middle-aged men, and said, "I killed him, if you want to avenge him."

bang bang bang bang
Only halfway through the sentence, Chen She raised the muzzle of his gun and pulled the trigger one after another.

Chen She fired too decisively, the two middle-aged men didn't have time to react, and a dozen bullets came at him.

Fortunately, they didn't move, and the bullets all flew past their bodies without hitting a single shot.

The two looked at each other, and the secret passage was so dangerous that he almost predicted it.

In fear, the two of them didn't dare to give Chen She time to change the magazines, they jumped up at the same time, and rushed towards Chen She's direction.

Between the vertical jumps, one person is like a fierce tiger, and the other is like a flying dragon in the sky.

It's Xingyi again, one of them is in the shape of a dragon and the other is in the shape of a tiger, and they are both masters of dark energy with divine intent.

"Damn, it's crooked again!"

The effective range of this broken pistol is too short, and it can't hit anything beyond ten paces.

In a fit of anger, Chen She threw the pistol out.

"what!"

The pistol flew more than ten meters away and hit a middle-aged man on the forehead, knocking him down.

"Eh, what I'm really good at is actually hidden weapons?" Chen She couldn't help thinking in his heart, but his body mobilized, and rushed towards the last middle-aged man.

This man was in the shape of a dragon, and while running, his hands formed into claws, and he grabbed Chen She's throat.

Although Chen She is talented, but after all, he has only a short time to practice martial arts. If he fights for moves, he is definitely not his opponent.

He simply put his head in his hands, ignored it, and directly slammed into it with an eight-level iron mountain.

It's completely a "you hit yours, I'll hit mine" posture.

It doesn't matter what your dragon shape or tiger shape is, as long as you are knocked apart by him, you will be beaten to death by him relying on your physical fitness.

The middle-aged man's moves remained the same, holding Chen She's wrists with both hands, and using a heavy weight to fall to the spot with his feet, he wanted to block Chen She's charge first, and then use both hands to cripple his wrists.

However, he underestimated the strength of Chen She.

Despite Chen She's thin body, he has a real master-level physique, and he is as powerful as he runs.

The middle-aged man was directly knocked open the middle door, and was hit hard by an eighth-level iron mountain, so that his body was unstable and he backed up again and again.

When Chen She gained power, he did not let anyone down, followed two steps closely, and caught up to the middle-aged man.

He saw his front foot arched slightly, his back foot kicked on the ground, and his right fist came from bottom to top, and a cannon shot with shape and meaning hit the middle-aged man's chin fiercely.

The two jumped off the ground almost at the same time.

But the difference is that Chen She got up because of the power of his punches, while the middle-aged man was blown away by him forcefully.

"Wow..." The middle-aged man was still in mid-air, bleeding came out from his seven orifices, and it seemed that he would not survive.

"Brother!" The middle-aged man who was hit by the pistol just got up, and when he saw this scene, he shouted in grief.

The three of them had depended on each other for decades, and in just a few breaths of time, he was the only one left.

"Ahhhh!~~~Go to hell!!!" He saw his bloodshot eyes, rushing towards him like crazy, vowing to kill Chen Sheren while he was in the air.

Traditional martial arts pay attention to one force starting from the ground, no matter which school or school, pile skills are the foundation of the foundation.

A person is in the air, and there is nowhere to borrow strength, and if he succeeds in ten, seventy percent will go first.

Therefore, even though this man was amazed by Chen She's skill and killed his elder brother in a short time, he still dared to rush forward to take revenge.

At the moment of crisis, Chen She showed no panic on his face. He took a deep breath, twisted his posture in the air, swung his arms up, and punched his body and head with a Tai Chi blow.

Chen She knew that the time to practice martial arts was too short, no matter what kind of kung fu, it would be difficult to develop combat power in a short period of time.

Therefore, during the half month in the safe house, he selected the three most commonly used and fiercest moves from various kung fu schools, practiced and polished them non-stop every day, and fully mastered the energy and force when performing them. Skill.

Because it's a purely violent move, it doesn't matter whether it's dark or not.

The problem of Chen She's lack of strength and smoothness has no effect at all. He can display his full strength only by asking for a strong force.

Speaking of the second point, it means that Chen She possesses the three-strike power of a Huajin master.

The eighth-level Tieshan broke into the middle palace by force, and the Xingyi Soaring Cannon took the opportunity to bombard and kill.

In the end, Tai Chi turned his body and gave a decisive blow.

People are in the air, there is no way to avoid it, either you die or I die.

This is the last move, but also the most aggressive one.

Not to mention dealing with masters of dark energy, even if a master of Huajin dares to take it head-on, it will not be easy.

The middle-aged man didn't know the mystery of it, he didn't take Chen She's volley strike too seriously, he raised his left hand to his head, and put his right hand straight into Chen She's waist.

click
As soon as the middle-aged man's right hand reached Chen She's waist, his left arm was broken by Chen She's punch, and he continued to punch him on the top of his head without losing momentum.

嘭

The neck bone of the middle-aged man seemed to be shortened suddenly. He stood there for a moment, rolled his eyes, and fell back straight.

"Call off work." Chen She moved his numb wrist, turned around and walked towards the beauty he had rescued.

I don’t know how many traditional Chinese virtues the people of Hong Kong Island have retained. Is the follow-up process of the heroes saving the beauty the same as in mainland China?

"Don't move!"

"Don't move!"

Chen She had only taken two steps, and four or five policemen ran out from the corner of the street when he came, pointing their pistols at him and shouting.

"Huchi. Huchi..." The middle-aged man in Jiwotou ran out immediately, leaning on his knees and panting, "Xiao Xiaohe, are you all right? I'm calling for help."

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, he is a good man, those three are the thugs." Xiaohe quickly stood in front of Chen She, explaining with her unique mixed-race accent.

"You said he was a good man?" The policemen looked at Chen She, and then at the three on the ground.

One was shot in the head, and all his brains flowed out; one's limbs twitched, and he was lying on the ground spitting bubbles;

It's all heart, Xiaohe, do you have any misunderstandings about the gangsters?
(End of this chapter)