On the bumpy ride, Jiang Cha was groggy. A few cunning men had drugged her water. To avoid alerting the perpetrators, she had no choice but to drink it. She mentally cursed their ancestors and wondered where they were.
The car was heading towards Qing City, hoping to escape back. The nearest place was there. It was said that the distance between the two sides was only about 100 nautical miles, so if the weather was good, we could reach there quickly.
The idea is good, but I don't know if it will succeed. After all, the smooth progress along the way is due to everyone's tacit approval.
When I woke up again, I was already on a small fishing boat floating on the sea.
Perhaps they felt they had already secured victory, and with such valuable intelligence, they were sure to get promoted and make a fortune when they returned. The men on the boat no longer concealed their feelings, and even sang a few lines while drinking and chatting excitedly.
Jiang Cha didn't understand a word they said, but he knew they were having a great time chatting and complaining about some things.
From time to time, he would utter "Asi, Asi". I don't know about other words, but this one is very clear.
I'm still wondering when someone will come. If they don't come soon, they'll be home soon.
"Who?"
The few people who were singing loudly just now quickly hid themselves and did not forget to take her hostage with them.
"Brother, we have no water on the boat, can you give us some water?"
There were people on the fishing boats outside shouting for help. They were all out fishing. It was normal for anyone who encountered difficulties to ask for help.
"Wait a minute, I'll get you a bucket."
The man who had met Jiang Cha before, Luo Bo Tui, went out with a bucket of water to deliver it to the boat outside. It wasn't that they were too kind, but Chinese fishing boats tend to stick together and help each other when there's trouble.
If they didn't come out, it would easily arouse suspicion. They were almost home, so they wanted to avoid unnecessary complications. It was just a bucket of water, no big deal.
Knowing they were going to need water, the people inside relaxed. He said their navy wasn't good enough. He knew all too well from his years in the army that China's only strength was the army.
He knew everything about the training. Even though he was in a remote place, he learned a lot of methods. He would report everything when he returned.
Four years had passed, four years of poor eating and sleeping. After working so hard for his honor, he was finally going home.
Jiang Cha knew that people were coming, so he took advantage of their laxity and cut the rope with a small machete.
Then, they clutched their hands, pretending to be tied up. Five or six men, each skilled in martial arts, such as Taekwondo and Hwarangdo, all looked very fancy.
She didn't know how powerful it was, so she didn't dare to act rashly.
"Oh, don't be polite. We're all out here trying to make a living, going through wind and rain. It's not easy. These are what we brought from home when we left. Let you try some local specialties."
After saying that, he came up with a basket. The boat swayed violently, and the ginger tea hit the planks. He knew it was one of his own people coming aboard.
"What's going on? Who asked you to come up here? What do you do?"
"Brother, I just came to borrow some water. I want to get some local specialties!"
After that, he went straight into the cabin without any hesitation. While looking around, he kept talking, his eyes unconsciously glancing at her.
"Be careful, they are soldiers. Who is this fisherman with a short haircut and a Sichuan accent? Quick, take the hostages with you."
Uncle Li saw through him as soon as he entered the cabin. He must have been hiding in the country for several years and had seen a lot of this kind of thing in daily training. He knew there was something wrong as soon as he showed up.
"Bang"
He took Jiang Cha and hid, then fired a shot outside. After all, he was well trained and quite agile.
There were sounds of gunfire and fighting outside.
"Listen up, everyone outside! I have Jiang Cha in my hands. If you want her alive, stop and retreat immediately. We'll release her once we reach the border. Hurry, she's yours."
He pressed against her lower back, his body hidden behind her, and shouted loudly to the outside.
The noise outside quickly died down, and a few words made Uncle Li move his gun slightly away. He was probably being told that they had evacuated. They needed to leave as quickly as possible, and the boat was clearly speeding up.
He loosened the rope in his hand and slashed with the machete. Uncle Li, who had just moved the gun away, was directly slashed open in the belly.
He wanted to stab Jiang Cha, but unfortunately she moved very quickly and the knife was too fast, so her intestines flowed out all over the floor.
He didn't care about anything else and quickly stuffed the goods on the ground back in. Jiang Cha took the opportunity to kick his gun away and stepped on it twice.
Several people rushed in from outside, thinking that it would not be easy to subdue a man who had been trained for a long time, and the little girl might be in danger.
The impact was so great that I vomited several times. It was a difficult task, even life-threatening.
That’s the result?
It's nothing but disgusting. The intestines scattered all over the floor are irritating enough. The girl even stepped on them twice. Don't think they didn't see it. Use more force when you step on them.
"Oh! Uncle Li, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. Look at all the stuff on the floor, and I stepped on it. I'm so sorry, pick it up quickly! I heard that if you take the internal organs out and put them back in, they'll find their place. There's a tear somewhere, does anyone have some string? Tie it up quickly, or the shit inside will come out. Tie it tightly, like an enema."
There actually was a young man who came over with a string and tied it for him seriously.
"I can do it. My family is a butcher, and my mother is an expert at stuffing sausages. I guarantee the string I tie won't leak."
"You idiot, what you said is so disgusting, how are you going to eat sausage in the future?"
Several young men came in, all with short hair and Sichuan and Hunan accents. They were obviously professional fishermen, each working very efficiently. Jiang Cha came out and stood on the deck, surrounded by several other fishing boats.
Everyone was busy, since we were not too far from the border. Those on guard, searching, and escorting were very busy.
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