Only the rough man spoke.

Xu Shu stood up in shock, "You, are you the sixth child?"

The rough man nodded.

"Why do you look like this?"

In Xu Shu's impression, Li Junhai was gentle and steady, with the air of a powerful man in the world.

The rough man in front of me has a chicken coop on his head, a beard that is almost as long as his hair, a dark complexion, and sunburns on his shoulders and arms.

The whole person was not out of character in the team of porters. If his voice hadn't changed, Xu Shu would not have believed that the rough guy in front of him was Li Junhai.

"Where did you come from? You can come here, go, go, go..."

Just as Li Junhai was about to sit down, the waiter came to chase him away.

Li Junhai left quickly, and Xu Shu had no choice but to follow. The two of them walked around to the side of Wangjiang Terrace. No one was around. Li Junhai said, "I have been carrying bags on the pier for the past half month, and I have been exposed to the sun and rain.

When you get old, you sin just to change your appearance."

Xu Shu instantly understood that going to Treasure Island was dangerous, but if he returned by luck and was remembered by someone who cared about him, it might not be troublesome.

He also considered this, so he got some sunglasses. He didn't expect Li Junhai to be so good at it.

Xu Shu said, "Are the tickets for this death flight still popular?"

Duan Kuohai said, "Of course it is hot, and the death route is dangerous, but there is nothing more terrifying than poverty in this world. There are gamblers who want to win and get ahead. The last time Li boarded the ship, it was like this

kind of psychology.

In addition, the possible presence of Source Fruit and Source Leaves on Treasure Island is enough to seduce those extraordinary strong men who regard licking blood with the tip of a knife as their own leisure.

Put the two together, this person can’t do anything without thinking too much.”

The two chatted for a while, then a passionate whistle sounded, and from a distance they saw a long queue on the docking platform of an old steamship.

Li Junhai hurriedly called Xu Shu over, and half an hour later, the two boarded the Lucky Number.

With a displacement of 3,000 tons, this ship is quite big.

Xu Shu leaned on the railing and rubbed it gently, and a piece of green paint came off, and the peeling areas were stained with rust.

"The paint hasn't even dried yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

Xu Shu felt a shadow cast over his heart, feeling that this sea journey would definitely not be comfortable.

Li Junhai whispered, "By taking the death route, the shipping company probably has no hope that the ship will return again. It must have picked a scrapped ship, simply repaired it, and then put it out for money.

There’s no room number listed on the ferry ticket, so I guess it’ll be good if I can get a Datongbu accommodation.”

"Then I'd better find a clean place to stay on the deck and wait until the storm breaks out."

With that said, Xu Shu climbed to the second floor observation deck and found a corner that could barely accommodate one person lying down.
Chapter completed!