I, the only extraordinary in this world

Chapter 105

The Jinliusha River originates from the snow-covered plateau of the Tanggula Mountains and flows all the way to the southeast, flowing out of the border of China from the southern border.

The river basin covers hundreds of thousands of square kilometers outside the region, nourishing large areas of dense virgin forest, and is also an important source of water for Southeast Asian countries.

At around [-] o'clock in China time at night, this time is the season when the trade in the southern region is frequent. Many cargo ships departing from the port in southern China, loaded with daily necessities and light industrial products produced in the mainland, travel thousands of miles to Siam and Annan. And foreign cities such as Laos for trade.

While exchanging foreign exchange, they will also bring back home the characteristic handicrafts, tropical fruits and some agricultural by-products from foreign countries in South Asia.

In recent years, under China's driving policy, such exchanges have greatly promoted the economic and trade development between southern Xinjiang and Southeast Asian countries.

This is a good thing. If we can maintain good exchanges and economic exchanges for a long time, it will be a good thing for both the country and the people.

It's a pity that, unlike the territory of China, these South Asian foreign countries have been in a relatively chaotic situation for a long time. The geopolitical handover is unclear, warlords fight each other, and bandits, bandits, and drug dealers keep coming and going.

From time to time unexpected events occur which disrupt normal trade.

In particular, the big border case that happened not long ago shocked Kyushu even more. For a while, the number of boats on the Jinliusha River decreased a lot, and many water trades were once interrupted.

Only a few fishing boats and freighters are still in operation.

And Wang Zhaohe's family was one of them. The three father, son and brother, plus the four hired port men were all on this medium-sized cargo ship with a displacement of [-] tons.

It's not that they don't want to rest, or that they're not afraid, but that the nature of their business forces them to ship goods that are perishable and perishable. If they can't make a loss as soon as possible, the loss will be too great, and the compensation will be paid at that time It can make the already sluggish boat running business worse.

Another point is because Wang Zhaohe's family has sailed and sailed in southern Xinjiang since their ancestors, and they have supported three generations by relying on this big river. They think they are very familiar with everything on this river, and they are somewhat lucky.

"There are still many good people in the world~"

This is Wang Zhaohe's catchphrase, and he said in a long-winded manner while covering noodles with candy fish.

Cantiao fish is a special product of the Jinliusha River. Each fish is only as big as a little finger. There can be hundreds of fish in a net. You don’t need to remove the internal organs. You just need to rub some coarse salt and soak it in the sun for a few days. It can be stewed and fried in a pot, and simply put some coriander seasoning is a good topping.

"Dad, you always say that... suck"

Wang Mingshan, who was also sucking on noodles, didn't take it seriously. They were all people who ran boats and sailed the water, and their dealings were nothing more than interests. If you have money, you can do business, but if you don't have money, you can't do business. The reason is as simple as that.

"It's not like we haven't seen the poor mountains and rough waters on both sides of the Jinliusha River. Just the area of ​​Songpu Port, half-sized dolls dare to steal our things, and the cute little girl can actually sell illegal goods. The first time I unloaded goods at the Siam Kham Port, I bought a pack of cigarettes in the urban area, and was followed all the way by a group of gray boys..."

"I also think what my brother said makes sense. How can there be so many good people in these countries?"

Wang Minghe on the side said in agreement.

Wang Zhaohe sighed: "Oh, no one is inherently bad. Most of those people are forced to do nothing. The turbulent environment of the country is caused by the poor."

He sneaked a glance at the two sons again, and saw that they were not very talkative or thoughtful.

How could Wang Zhaohe not understand their thoughts.

For a long time, the two sons have been urging themselves to give up running the boat. They are young people with active minds and have their own ideas. In addition, the two sons have been bumping on the river all year round, and they really don’t want to do this hard work on the water for a long time.

It has long been planned for him to sell the boat and save a wave of capital to open a shop in the mainland to do business.

It’s just that Wang Zhaohe thought that this is the family business that his ancestors have been doing, from fishing wooden boats at the beginning, to small diesel-engined boats later, until he changed to this big boat... It took decades of wind and rain on the river to get it family business.

Over the past few years, the southern border has indeed been somewhat turbulent, and the situation in the foreign countries in South Asia has been somewhat chaotic after several major turmoil, and the boats have indeed been affected a lot.

Especially the captain who had an accident in the big border case last time, he had met him a few times before.

Thinking about my rheumatic waist and legs again, is it really time to leave this river?
Bang!
Just when the Wang family father and son were thinking about their own thoughts, the cabin door was suddenly opened, and a young crew member shouted: "Boss! There is a boat capsized on the river, and someone fell into the water!"

Immediately rushed to the deck, the sky was dark at the moment, only a few voices could be vaguely heard on the river not far away.

Wang Zhaohe immediately turned on the searchlights on the boat, and he saw a flopping figure on the river, and a half-turned small fishing boat.

"Help... help..."

A head bobs and shrinks up and down in the water.

"It's Chinese!"

Wang Zhaohe and the others were startled, this man was still yelling in Chinese in the water, he didn't expect that there would be a Chinese fishing boat capsized here.

"Quickly! Lean over and put the rope hanging ladder!"

Wang Zhaohe asked the crew to turn the rudder to approach the ship without thinking much, while the cargo ship slowly slowed down.

"Hold on little brother, we put the rope ladder down and you hurry up!"

On the side of the boat, Wang Zhaohe yelled down and let down the life-saving rope ladder. The young fisherman, who was ups and downs in the water, grabbed his hands and finally grabbed the rope ladder, and was pulled up little by little.

After dragging the drenched and embarrassed young fisherman up, Wang Zhaohe hurried over with a dry life jacket to replace it for him.

"No matter how you fish, you have come here. Don't you know that this has crossed the border? This is a restricted fishing area, why did the boat capsize? This is..."

Wang Zhaohe asked with concern.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Laoban..."

This accent sounded a bit weird, Wang Zhaohe was about to ask this young man where he was from in southern Xinjiang, when he was about to speak, he saw this young man who was trembling just now raised his head and showed a cruel and playful smile.

Immediately afterwards, there was a flash of cold light, and blood spattered and flew!

Along with the blood, there were three fingers, which were Wang Zhaohe's index finger, middle finger and ring finger.

"what---"

The sudden change and the painful cry shocked everyone on the boat to a mental stagnation.

Except for one person, the young "fisherman".

It's just that he doesn't seem to be catching fish in the river.

A delicate and sharp short-handled round-bladed ax was pressed against Wang Zhaohe's carotid artery, and it was this ax that mercilessly chopped off three of Wang Zhaohe's fingers just now.

Wang Zhaohe, who was almost fainted by the severe pain in his hand, could only resist the urge to roll over under the oppression of life and death.

"You you you... who the hell are you!! What are you going to do!"

"Let go of my dad! Let him go! Or I'll call the police"

"Quickly make an emergency call..."

After being stunned for a few seconds, the rest of the crew on board reacted and took action one after another, shouting in panic or calling the police, all in chaos.

"Don't move...don't move...otherwise...he's dead!"

The broken Chinese language came, with a cruel calmness and sternness.

It wasn't until then that everyone noticed the guy's dark skin and the obvious Southeast Asian brow corners.

This guy uses Chinese language in the water to confuse them on purpose, and the drowning is also faked. There is no doubt that his water skills are excellent.

At this moment, the captain's life was in his hands, and judging from the viciousness with which he chopped off Wang Zhaohe's three fingers without blinking, he was definitely the one who would kill him.

For a while, no one dared to act rashly, but it was the delay of this moment that made them miss the last opportunity.

A few waves on the dark river surface cut through the water waves and came towards the cargo ship. It had slowed down so much that it was impossible to get rid of it, and several equally agile figures climbed up.

It wasn't until then that the crew members clearly understood what they had encountered, and one of the young crew members immediately turned around and rushed to the alarm call on the ship!
Bang bang bang!
After several gunshots in a row, this young life just fell down and passed away.

"Let you...don't move"

The cruel and cold words came, and the young Southeast Asian man with a sharp ax walked to the corpse indifferently and spat.

The crew members on the ship were all stiff and trembling, their faces distorted with excitement and fear.

But there were also people who couldn't restrain their impulses. That was Wang Zhaohe's second son, Wang Mingjiang. Seeing the boatman dying tragically before his eyes, the veins on his forehead and neck bulged and he was about to touch the cargo hook on the boat beside him and swing it!
puff--

"what!!"

There was another scream, and Wang Mingjiang fell on the deck with his broken right hand in his arms.

Flicking the bloody water from the axe, the dark-skinned Southeast Asian stared at all the people on board with the eyes of a dead fish.

(End of this chapter)