Boat! There is a boat!

Ji Qianming was excited and used the last little spiritual power to activate the wind storm and approached the ship.

This ship is very big. From the outside, it should be a cargo ship with the company's name written in English. It is a local British wine company.

After entering the cargo ship's field of view, Ji Qianming stopped the whirlwind technique to prevent the other party from suspicion. Then he put the mirror knife into a mirror and constantly reflected the sunlight to the cab of the cargo ship, three long and three short.

Soon the cargo ship discovered him and slowly changed its course toward him. Ji Qianming stood on the kayak and kept waving to the cargo ship.

When the cargo ship passed by him, it lowered a ladder. After Ji Qianming climbed up the ladder, he saw a circle of foreigners with thick eyebrows and big eyes, surrounding him.

"Who are you? Why are you drifting on the sea?" A man with a scar on his face looked up and down at Ji Qianming and said in English.

"I am a passenger surviving the air crash, I am a Chinese. What direction is your boat driving?" Ji Qianming also answered in English. His English proficiency is not bad, at least there is no problem with daily communication.

Several people looked at each other and winked a few times. The scar man said again: "Our destination this time is Morley. Since you are the passenger who died, then take a good rest on the boat."

Morley Ji Qianming was stunned and searched the address on the map in his mind, and found that it was a city on the coast of France, which was completely opposite to the direction he was heading to London.

Forget it, it would be good to survive. Anyway, today is the eighth day, so I definitely can't get to London. Failure in training is a foregone conclusion, so he is not in a hurry, it's just a pity that he had already won three credits that were almost certain.

Ji Qianming nodded, and a tough man took Ji Qianming to the Chuankuang. Before leaving, Ji Qianming glanced around everyone, feeling something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

There were not many bedrooms in the boat warehouse. The fierce male general Ji Qianming took to the innermost room and opened the door. His narrow eyes kept staring at Ji Qianming.

"Boy, just live here. Someone will give you some water and food later. The sea is stormy. Don't go out if you have anything to do." The tough man whispered, and when he heard a hint of threat from Ji Qianming, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Are foreigners so unfriendly?

But now I am a guest after all, so it would be nice to have a place to rest, so I don’t have to say much.

Ji Qianming glanced around the room and there was a faint fragrance. It seemed that there was a woman living here, and Ji Qianming found a large number of women's underwear under the bed, which further confirmed his speculation.

There was still water in the teacup... Strange, was the original owner here who went to another room to make a room for him? Ji Qianming frowned slightly.

But there are no women among the people I just saw outside. Are you driving in the cockpit?

Ji Qianming shook his head. Now he is still a little uncomfortable because of seasickness. He doesn't want to consume brain cells in these strange problems. He lays on the bed, closing his eyes to rest.

Soon a man knocked on Ji Qianming's door with some fresh water and food. Ji Qianming thanked them repeatedly for their generosity, but the man just glanced at him coldly and turned around and left.

Ji Qianming curled his lips, and after returning to the room, he took a few sips of fresh water, and then ate the bread in small sips. For a person with dehydration symptoms, he must not drink too much water at one time, only a small amount of it multiple times. Moreover, Ji Qianming has no appetite now, just ate most of the bread.

Perhaps because of practice, Ji Qianming's seasickness symptoms are very mild compared to others. Most people who go to sea for the first time can only lie in bed for a few days, unable to move a finger, and they can't eat food at all, and they have to lose weight a lot.

Ji Qianming put down the bread in his hand, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, thinking of something wrong just now.

There is something wrong with those sailors!

Among the group of people who just surrounded Ji Qianming, one-third were black and two-thirds of white. These white people were obviously from different countries, and a few of them were even dressed in Portuguese. And Ji Qianming heard some of their whispers, and they seemed to be in Portuguese.

It is not surprising for a local British wine company to have a few foreign crew members, but the ship has too many foreign crew members, and a British company has communicated in Portuguese, which is a bit too much.

Ji Qianming frowned slightly, and had some unknown premonition. He got up and searched in this room. He found a photo of the crew in the drawer, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The background of this photo is the cargo ship. Several crew members in the photo are smiling brightly, including two female crew members.

This is definitely not the same group of people as the vicious crew members outside! Two words flashed through Ji Qianming's mind.

pirate!

He suddenly looked at the fresh water and food he had just eaten, and suddenly a sense of dizziness rose, and the dawn in his body flashed automatically, and a warm current flowed through Ji Qianming's whole body, instantly purifying the medicinal power in his body.

It was indeed a pirate, and he actually drugged the food! The light shone in Ji Qianming's eyes.

God, isn't this too unlucky? I've been drifting on the sea for so long and finally been rescued, but the other party is still a group of fierce pirates?

Outside the ship warehouse.

The scar man looked at the time and spoke to the tough man beside him: "It's almost time, bring our fat sheep out."

The fierce man showed a cruel smile on his lips, greeted several of his brothers, took out several submachine guns from under the deck, and walked into the ship's warehouse with great momentum.

"Boss, why don't we go after he just came up? It's still a long time to drag it out?" asked a man next to him who looked like a mole.

"How do you know he doesn't have weapons?"

"Didn't he say the plane crashed? It's impossible to bring weapons when boarding the plane, right?"

"Have you seen the wreckage of the plane along the way? Since it was a plane crash, where are the other passengers?" The scar man shook his head.

The mole man was speechless. If he said this, this boy was indeed suspicious.

"And..." The scar man added seriously, "You have to know that Chinese people know kung fu, and even without weapons, we may not be able to beat him."

...Is that true? The mole man was a little confused.

At this moment, the tough man had already brought his subordinates to the door of Ji Qianming's room, kicked him hard on the side and broke into the door.

The next moment, they were all stunned.
Chapter completed!