Three Japanese soldiers are admiring today's spoils of war.
Tridacna shells are treasures.
These Chinese people don't understand anything; a few fishermen gave them some money and brought them here.
Take these treasures back and do some simple processing; they'll fetch dozens of times their original value.
The boat captain, listening to the Japanese soldiers chatting in their own language behind him, glanced at Da Liu with some concern.
"Da Liu, what are they talking about?"
"Who cares about them? Anyway, we got the goods and they paid us." Da Liu pulled out a thick wad of banknotes from behind him, totaling 50,000 yuan.
Who says only you, Ye Cheng, know how to make money? I, Liu, can make money even faster than you.
The boatman stared greedily at the money in Da Liu's hand. As agreed beforehand, he was supposed to get ten thousand.
These people are willing to pay this price for just a few broken seashells; that's foolish.
However, he was still a little worried because giant clams are protected animals, and catching one could lead to imprisonment.
Da Liu glanced at him indifferently and offered some words of comfort.
“Just drive a little further ahead, and their waiting boat will arrive. At that point, it will be none of our business. Well done this time, I'll give you another 5,000.”
Upon hearing that he would receive 15,000, the boat captain was no longer afraid.
Money is the best form of courage.
In the darkness, there was nothing on the sea except for the sea breeze and a few fish jumping out and causing trouble.
I made a profit on this trip, 15,000 yuan!
Just then, the sound of an engine suddenly came from the darkness on the left. The boat captain was startled and quickly shouted back.
"Da Liu, it looks like there's a boat."
Da Liu stood up abruptly, listened carefully, and nodded.
"There is a boat, don't panic, it's probably just passing by. Just keep pulling the net at the normal speed, no one will suspect us."
The boat captain nodded nervously, gripping the rudder tightly with both hands, glancing to the left every now and then, wondering who would emerge from inside.
Logically speaking, no one should be fishing here anymore; they must be lost, the boatman kept reassuring himself.
The engine noise grew louder and louder, and the boat captain's heart began to pound.
He sensed something was wrong; the engine noise seemed to be coming towards his boat.
The three Japanese soldiers also stood up nervously and looked into the darkness on their left.
Da da da da—
Accompanied by an unpleasant engine noise, a fishing boat burst out of the night like a ghost.
It cleaved through the waves, charging straight at them like a tiger descending a mountain.
This was clearly not a passing fishing boat; it was obviously coming for them.
"Baka!" the Japanese soldier yelled in a panic.
Da Liu panicked too. At this rate, he would be hit in less than a minute.
What's worse, the ship's lights weren't on, so there was no way to tell who it was.
"Turn the rudder! Turn the rudder quickly and get out of their way!" Da Liu shouted to the boat captain.
At the same time, he picked up a lamp and waved it at the oncoming boat, shouting loudly.
"Watch out! Watch out—"
The captain jerked the rudder sharply, and the boat veered sharply to the right, slowly turning sideways.
The boat captain broke out in a cold sweat. Luckily, he had been keeping a close eye on things and acted in time, otherwise they would have crashed.
At this rate, they'll barely scrape by. Damn it, I wonder which drunkard is driving the boat so carelessly.
Up until now, he had never considered that the ship might have done it on purpose.
Just then, the ship suddenly changed direction and aimed at his hull at a perpendicular angle again.
"Damn! It was intentional!" the boatman exclaimed in surprise.
Da Liu realized that this guy had deliberately come to crash into them.
Moreover, their boats were fast while ours were slow, so we had no chance to dodge them.
Damn it, I should have sped up earlier.
But it's too late to regret it now.
Now there's no way to avoid it; everyone can only pray to God that they can survive this collision.
Da Liu gripped the railing tightly. The three Japanese soldiers were in complete disarray, unsure whether to protect the giant clam or stabilize themselves first.
The ship opposite was getting closer and closer.
Da Liu glared at the other person, wanting to see who was trying to kill him.
The ship is getting closer!
The light shone on the other person's face.
Ye Cheng!
Damn it, it's Ye Cheng!
He was staring at me with a ferocious expression.
Ye Cheng, you ruined my plans!
Before Da Liu could even start cursing, the two ships collided.
The immense force slammed into the middle of the fishing boat, and Da Liu felt as if he had been hit himself; his body flew up.
The hands gripping the railing were no match for the force.
The boat beneath my feet let out a painful groan as it was struck and capsized on the water.
With a few splashes, Da Liu was thrown into the sea, where the icy water surrounded his body.
He tried to swim upstream, but the pull of the sunken ship was pulling him downstream.
He could only swim a little further out before he was freed from the sunken ship and broke through the water.
On the sea, Ye Cheng and his crew's ship also suffered damage, with a large hole punched in the bow, but it did not affect their navigation.
His fishing boat had sunk completely, leaving only some broken planks.
With a few splashes, the boat captain and three Japanese soldiers also emerged from the seabed, frantically paddling to keep themselves from sinking.
"Fuck your ancestors! Ye Cheng, are you crazy?" Da Liu cursed loudly on the water.
Finally, a head popped out from the boat, revealing Ye Cheng with a smile on his face. However, compared to before, Ye Cheng's face was covered in blood, making him look even more terrifying.
A collision is a lose-lose situation.
Da Liu and his crew's boat sank, but Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu also suffered minor injuries. Ye Cheng was hit on the forehead, and blood flowed all over his face, making him look particularly frightening.
"Da Liu, you're finished! You brought those Japanese devils to steal our giant clam shells, you're doomed!" Ye Cheng pointed at Da Liu and cursed.
You bastards, we're just scoundrels, not traitors.
Upon hearing Ye Cheng's words, Da Liu was terrified, never expecting that Ye Cheng knew what he had done.
I should have killed him last night.
"Ye Cheng, I beg you, please let me go, I promise I won't do it again." Da Liu began to plead for mercy on the sea, grabbing at the wooden plank beside him.
"It's too late. I'm not afraid to tell you, I've already called the police, and they'll be here in a bit."
I'm giving you a way out: turn yourself in honestly, or you'll get a harsher sentence.
Upon hearing that Ye Cheng had already called the police, Da Liu was completely dumbfounded.
Now that he's out of boats and Ye Cheng has called the police, he's finished.
His eyes flashed with a fierce light as he stared at Ye Cheng, looking as if he wanted to devour him whole.
However, he is currently below Ye Cheng, and the situation is unfavorable to him.
"Fine, I'll confess, I'll confess." Da Liu's expression changed, and he began to pretend to beg for mercy.
"Okay, swim over here and we'll rescue you. But let's make this clear first: if you can't swim over and drown, don't blame us."
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