usatvline Chapter 652 Deck Torrential Rain
Chapter 652 Deck Torrential Rain
In the darkness, Xu Han, who was walking at the back, was pale and trembling all over. There was even a lot of rotten dead fish flesh stuck to his hands, calves and chest.
Lu Chusheng's eyes paused slightly when he saw the rotten, dead fish meat at the hem of Xu Han's trousers. He finally understood what Yu Shijiu meant.
Just now, when Xu Han almost fell down the stairs, he subconsciously loosened his grip on Yu Shijiu's clothes.
Xu Han was probably worried that he would be a burden to Yu Shijiu, but he didn't expect that Yu Shijiu would react quickly and grab his arm.
—Yu Shijiu, or perhaps he's angry.
Lu Chusheng lowered his eyelids, slowly turned his head and continued walking uphill.
There are about twenty steps to reach the hatch.
"……sorry."
Xu Han's apologetic voice rang out from behind Yu Shijiu, "I didn't mean to just now—"
"I know."
Yu Shijiu interrupted Xu Han's apology with barely suppressed annoyance. He felt as if a fire was burning in his chest, and the fire was burning so fiercely that he was almost spitting out words without thinking.
"You think you'll drag me down with you, don't you?"
Yu Shijiu let out a strange laugh: "Xu Han, you really overestimate yourself."
"You're nothing but a nobody." Yu Shijiu said, as if mocking him, or perhaps speaking to himself: "I could pull you back with just one finger."
"..."
Xu Han, who was interrupted and was apologizing, was stunned for a moment, then slowly smiled but forcibly suppressed it.
"Oh my God!"
Xu Han sniffed and exclaimed, "Shi Jiu, you're really amazing! You can lift me up with just one finger!"
Yu Shijiu: "..."
Yu Shijiu's slightly reddened pupils stiffened slightly in the darkness; he subconsciously wanted to correct Xu Han's words—
"Ugh……"
Xu Han blinked, suppressing a sob, and sincerely praised:
"Shi Jiu, you're still amazing! I'm serious! You're the kind of amazing, completely supermodel-level!"
Yu Shijiu: "..."
He opened his mouth, feeling that Xu Han's words were a bit strange... It sounded like a compliment, but something was off...
"Meow."
Lu Chusheng, who was leading the way, stood by the bottom hatch and meowed softly.
The doubts and irritation in Yu Shijiu's mind vanished instantly. He looked up and squinted at the tightly closed hatch. Just as he was about to reach out to push it open, "Feifei" suddenly blocked his hand with its tail.
"?"
Yu Shijiu looked at "Feifei" in surprise, only to see it slowly blinking in the darkness—
“It’s raining too hard.”
A familiar, deep male voice sounded from outside the lower deck door, along with the splashing sound of bare feet stepping on the wet deck.
—It's Angkor.
"Oh my god..." another familiar male voice said, sounding somewhat distressed.
"It can't keep raining like this, can it? If it keeps raining like this, it'll be hard for us to keep going..."
—It is Wang Ji.
"..."
Angkor seemed to sigh very heavily, "Let's see in two more days."
Angkor: "If there are no strong winds, the rain won't get heavier, and we can continue on our way."
"What if it's a rainstorm..."
Wang Ji's voice betrayed his fear: "We're still adrift at sea in this torrential rain...we might very well—"
"Wang Ji!"
Angkor roared, "Don't say such discouraging things!"
Wang Ji fell silent.
Yu Shijiu and Xu Han, standing under the lower deck door, slowly held their breath, listening intently to this late-night "conversation" between two NPCs who seemed to be bosses.
"...I'll talk to them then."
Angkor's voice sounded a little hoarse, like wood soaked in rain, "Those idiots who are out at sea looking for thrills and have no brains, if they don't want to die, they'd better listen to me and turn back right away."
“…” Wang Ji sighed.
Yu Shijiu heard the sound of a hand patting his shoulder, as if Wang Ji was comforting Wu Ge who had suddenly become furious.
"Let's talk to them tomorrow, I'll go with you."
Wang Ji said, "Those rich people cherish their lives the most; they probably wouldn't risk their lives."
"who knows."
Angkor gritted his teeth in frustration, "These rich people use money to lure innocent, pretty girls and boys onto their boats to work as waitresses every day... and then they get tired of them and..."
"Angkor!"
Wang Ji seemed startled by what Wu Ge said. Yu Shijiu and Xu Han heard one of the two men's footsteps sink, as if he was trying to cover something.
"The guests on the second floor may not be asleep."
Wang Ji sounded very anxious, "What if some guest who isn't asleep is standing by the window and hears us talking?"
"What can be done?"
Angkor sneered: "They're risking their lives themselves, what can I say?"
Even so, Angkor's voice became much softer, "Never mind, I'll talk to Mr. Yao on the second floor tomorrow and ask him to find a way to talk to those guests about returning home."
"...That's for the best...we'd better not get ourselves into trouble and end up with nothing."
Wang Ji was clearly worried about getting into trouble, "But Angkor, if the guests firmly disagree with returning—"
"Then everyone has to die together."
Angkor's voice was unusually cold in the darkness: "Since they're courting death, what can we do?"
Wang Ji fell silent.
After a long pause, Wang Ji sighed and said, "Let's talk about tomorrow's problems tomorrow. Let's go back and rest now. If the heavy rain continues tomorrow... that would be a real problem."
“I know,” Angkor said impatiently. “There’s a bit too much water on the deck. When I go to the second floor tomorrow, don’t forget to wake everyone up and make them bail the water out.”
"it is good."
Wang Ji asked, "What should we do with these fish?"
“Let’s keep them for now,” Angkor paused noticeably, then said, “If we get caught in a storm and can’t return… these fish might be the food that keeps us alive.”
“…Angkor”.
"Stop talking nonsense," Wu Ge interrupted Wang Ji. "It's too late, go back and rest."
"……it is good."
"..."
Once the footsteps on the deck faded into the distance and disappeared completely, Xu Han, who had been keeping quiet, finally whispered:
"Holy crap! So Angkor and his men knew the true colors of those passengers on the second deck?!"
Is it hard to tell?
Yu Shijiu: "I never thought that Brother Wu and the others didn't know about this."
"..." Xu Han's expression suddenly became complicated: "Those waiters... they are human lives."
"Angkor and his men only have one life."
Yu Shijiu tilted his head. "Tell me, if they had to choose between their lives and the lives of those waiters, which would Brother Wu and the others choose?"
"..."
Xu Han was stunned, and said blankly, "You mean... it's either those waiters who died, or Brother Wu and his group..."
"I don't know."
Yu Shijiu said with a smile, "It's possible that Wu Ge and the others won't die, but they all boarded the ship to make money. If they couldn't stand by and stand up for what's right, wouldn't the guests get angry and cut their wages or not pay them at all?"