Chapter 305 Ship
One convoy after another stopped outside the port.
"roar!"
The zombie guarding the gate heard the noise and roared and moved forward.
There was a tinkling sound on the dry ankle - it was an iron chain as thick as a finger, and he was forced to stop after taking a few steps.
It turns out that someone locked it here on purpose.
Chu Wanfu looked at the time. He had arrived early enough, so he had plenty of time to make arrangements.
The vanguard team went in first to check, and after one minute made a gesture indicating that it was safe to enter.
The teams guarding outside filed in one after another.
The port was deserted. Apart from the only building, there were only a few large containers with broken openings scattered around the site.
The sniper walked carefully into the building with a silent supernatural gun, preparing to find a suitable cover on the roof.
Xia Yan woke up the moment the brakes hit, but he was still a little dazed. He hugged the quilt and calmed down for a while.
She put the thin quilt into the system grid.
After taking a nap, I feel refreshed.
She looked at the half-lowered car window on the side. Outside, Jing Yimai was holding a stack of vulture clothes with thick thread sewn on the chest, and gestured to Chu Wanfu to see it.
"Yesterday I came across a work logbook by Ru Yongnan, which stated that every time a 'handover' took place, 15 people would be sent out wearing this custom-made uniform to distinguish between the two parties and the agreed-upon insiders."
He left behind a set and changed into it on the spot, complete with a dark brown beret worn askew.
This outfit looks really out of place.
Chu Wanfu called someone over and arranged for them to change clothes on the spot.
Of course, he would also set an example by changing his clothes first.
But when he happened to glance back, he saw Boss Xia holding his chin, watching silently with a smile in his eyes.
He was wearing a hat and suddenly felt a little embarrassed and uncomfortable.
How could someone stare so openly?
Where's the shyness?
Where is the reserve?
Xia Yan: "Please move aside, you're blocking my view."
Well, she didn't have any.
Chu Wanfu was speechless, but he took a step away.
Seeing this, Jing Yimai, who had turned into an old man, also walked away to the right in silence.
Fifteen minutes later, Xia Yan, also wearing the same clothes, stood behind several tall warriors and ate a Hunger Sweeping Can.
Jing Yimai was holding an eyeshadow palette that had expired in who knows how many years, and was painting makeup to look hungry and weak on the soldiers in front.
When I saw Chu Wanfu's sunken cheeks, loose skin, and dark lower eyelids.
Xia Yan decided to pay attention to Jing Yi's identity as a playboy in her heart.
"Have you learned it?"
Jing Yimai: "Almost. My major was a makeup artist."
Soldiers: “Oh~”
The group walked to the port in a mighty procession.
The sea breeze blows, making the corners of my clothes flutter.
The vast ocean lived up to its original blue color and turned into a dark gray almost black color. As the sea breeze hit the rugged rocks, high waves were stirred up, and the water droplets sprinkled on the ground formed a small puddle of light black.
After getting used to the emerald green waters of Lidai Island, one would doubt whether what is in front of you is actually the ocean.
She moved her nose and put a finger under it.
It stinks too.
A rotten smell.
Chu Wanfu in front suddenly said, "They are coming."
Xia Yan looked at the time. It was only five forty, twenty minutes earlier than the agreed time.
Fortunately, they set off early.
She looked up and saw a particularly large ship swaying from side to side with the waves on the distant sea line, with its sails bulging high. She could also see several tall and strong men on the deck waving iron bars to prevent birds from attacking it.
As they gradually got closer, the person on the other side also noticed them, looked around, and made a few gestures.
Chu Wanfu: "Everyone, step back a few steps and have someone look for any hidden carts nearby. They're asking why we didn't prepare anything."
After a while, Jing Yimai actually found a steel "prison van" from an extremely secret darkroom in the building next door.
It seems that this is what it means.
"There were also various tables, benches, wine glasses and other things in the room, all brought in."
As he spoke, he turned around, took out the work log that he kept close to him, and found a simple doodle.
At that time, he thought that Ru Yongnan had painted it when he was bored, but now he saw that every part was useless.
He took out the paper and asked everyone to arrange it according to the pattern on it.
There are two large dining tables that can accommodate forty people in total, with a seven-piece set of plates decorated with exquisite lace, and even thin-necked high-foot glasses, not to mention napkins, candlesticks and other items.
Before they could have too much emotional reaction, Chu Wanfu shouted from the front, asking them to gather quickly because the other party was about to reach the shore.
So fast?
Xia Yan put down the old antique double dragon candlestick, straightened his clothes, and imitated Jing Yimai, putting on a mask made of rags and a big, equally tattered hat.
Stand behind the crowd.
The deafening roar of the ship gradually approached.
The sailors on the deck had well-developed muscles in their arms. They picked up the ropes and swung them a few times, turning them into rapidly spinning windmills.
call out--!
There was a sharp sound of breaking wind.
"Got it! Newbies! Be careful or you'll be whipped into pieces by the rope!"
Then the sailors seemed to have anticipated what was going to happen next and started laughing.
Don't underestimate this rope, it has steel bars inside. When they swing it vigorously, those who get hit by it may turn black and purple at best, or have their ribs broken at worst.
This is one of the few pleasures after a long and boring life at sea.
They were originally pirates roaming the high seas. They were driven out and arrested by various forces in the early days. When the end of the world finally came, before they could completely live freely for half a year, they encountered an organization that was very good at lobbying people.
Since we all have the same goal, let's follow it wholeheartedly.
But they are pirates who kill without blinking an eye, how could they possibly give up their crimes?
Holding high the banner of the end of the world, they rob wherever they go.
Looking at the flock of sheep in the greenhouse, which could only huddle and beg for mercy, greatly satisfied their bloodthirsty hearts.
Especially since the officials they hate the most will be in it!
Thinking of this, the sailors suddenly found that the people opposite them looked righteous?
Pooh--
I'll find an excuse to clean it up later.
It happened in the blink of an eye, just when the sailors thought that the rope with steel bars would break the old man in half.
But the old immortal actually dared to reach out and grab it.
Haha, his arm was beaten to pieces by him——
Huh? Wait a minute!
The old man's seemingly skinny hands caught the rope steadily and pushed it back a few steps to relieve the impact.
He pulled the rope hard and then tied it tightly to the protrusion at the back for fixing.
fine? ?
The sailors made no effort to conceal their shock, stretching most of their bodies and waving their gnarled arms.
"Hey! You old bastard, show me your hand!"
The old man lowered his triangular eyes, stretched out his clenched hands, and slowly spread out his five fingers.
The rough palm was red, and liquid was faintly flowing out of the deep cracks.
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