Aju vomited all the words that the four of them had thought of before on Aban, irritating him.

He spoke faster and faster, wishing that all these cruel words he had just remembered in his mind would be thrown at A-Ban, causing him pain.

As A-Ban listened to A-Ju's crackling bloody words, various tragic events of A-Ju flashed in his mind.

He held the body of Aju without his head...

He watched helplessly as Aju was stabbed through the body and thrown off the ship, but he failed to reach out to save him...

He stood on the lookout and saw a white-soaked corpse floating in front of him on the water. It was Aju.

He saw Aju standing in front of him, blocking two knives for him, vomiting blood and dying in his arms.

He saw Aju lying in his arms holding his wound, saying with a painful expression that he was in so much pain, so scared, and that he didn't want to die.

He saw Aju being split in half by a big black knife. One half was still crawling towards him, and the other half was lying motionless on the deck, but bleeding.

After a while, he saw the young Aju following him to pick fruits, secretly practicing throwing stones, thinking that when he grew up, he could hunt for the clan leader and feed the clan members.

Pictures of reality, pictures in fantasy, and pictures from childhood were intertwined, moving back and forth in front of Aban.

The last scene was of Aju dying in his arms, crying out that it hurts him so sadly.

That scene was the most realistic, and it made him hate himself the most for being a waste.

He didn't even protect Aju, so how could he possibly complete the task assigned to him by the clan leader.

The fantasy of meeting the clan leader is something I really can’t even think about at this moment.

Seeing that A-Ban was in a daze again, A-Ju finally came up with his trump card: "A-Ban, I'm sorry, I can't hold on anymore, you must be well..."

"Aju, what's wrong with you?" A'Ban looked at Aju, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker in front of him, and panicked, "Aju, don't scare me."

A trace of blood flowed from Aju's mouth, and he looked at Aban with a painful expression: "Aban, will you cry for me if I die? It hurts, it really hurts, Aju, I feel so much pain."

Where did the blood that Awen gave him come from? It was so fishy that I felt like vomiting.

No, be patient, don’t spit out all the blood all at once. If you don’t do it right later, you’ll scare A-Ban and make A-Ban angry, and everything will be ruined, that’s not good.

A'Ban looked at A'Ju whose breath was getting weaker and weaker. After realizing it, he started to cry in fear: "No, no, don't die. It's me who is going to die. They are all dead. What's the use of keeping me."

Aju raised his hand with difficulty and squeezed out two words: "Alive."

The hand suddenly fell down and smashed to the side, making Aju gnash his teeth in his heart. Isn't this right? Look at those who are about to die, it will be like this in the end.

He should have learned correctly.

Hey, it feels so uncomfortable to hold it in... Hey, why doesn't A-Ban stop crying or move?
You have to learn from me, right? Shouldn't you cry bitterly in front of my corpse?
How could you hold my body and remain motionless?
You should move. If you don't move like this, it makes me feel so uncomfortable. I didn't suffocate to death in the water, but I suffocated to death here.

But it would be too bad if I learned so much, but in the end it was of no use, and instead made A-Ban scold him. A-wen must have scolded himself for not doing a good job.

Aju almost suffocated himself to death. He didn't dare to move even if he wanted to. He wanted to open his eyes and take a look, but he was afraid of being stared at by the immobile Aban.

When he was in a dilemma, he heard A-Ban groan and suddenly vomited.

this sound...

Aju suddenly opened his eyes in joy and saw Aban with blood on the corner of his mouth, looking back... Their eyes met, the scene was very embarrassing.

Aban's pupils widened.

Aju smiled at him, looked at the place where he vomited blood, and smiled again: "I really vomited a mouthful of blood, good vomiting, wonderful vomiting."

Awen said, spitting out a mouthful of blood, Aban was almost fine.

It's great that Aban is fine now.No, no, no, that's not good either. The look in Ah Ban's eyes at this moment made him want to strangle himself to death.

A-Ju was filled with fear in her heart. She held A-Ban's arm with one hand and used his clothes to wipe the blood on A-Ban's mouth with the other hand: "When you spit out the blood, the powerlessness and discomfort in your heart will disappear."

"This is a specific treatment that Awen, Zuo and You and I are going to give you. You can hit or scold him if you want."

"But before we fight and scold, can we take a rest first? We fought all night last night. I can hardly keep my eyes open now."

Aju yawned. It was real, not fake. He was really sleepy.

If it weren't for being worried about Aban, he would have gone to bed long ago and would have fallen asleep the moment he lay on the bed.

Aju threw the blood-stained clothes aside and covered the two of them with quilts. He was too guilty to look at Aban: "Sleep, sleep, sleep quickly."

A'Ban tightened his arms, and A'Ju grinned in pain, but did not dare to scream. He just looked at him with red eyes: "I'm really sleepy, can you wait until I wake up before I hit him?"

Abang really couldn't blame him for showing weakness and trying to please him, so he had no choice but to stop.

Aju felt proud and simply moved closer to Aban.

Hey, look how you hit me.

Rest.

A-Ban looked at A-Ju who was already asleep. He really couldn't hit him, so he tucked the quilt in for him.

Yes, you have to rest before talking about anything else. The battle last night was really sad and hurtful.

The anger that had been trapped in his heart was now gone. Even though A-Ban was angry that A-Ju had lied to him, he wasn't too angry.

After seeing Aju sleeping, he also fell asleep.

During this day, the clansmen who participated in the battle last night slept soundly.

Because they protected the tribe and the ship, they drove away the danger, relaxed their whole bodies, and naturally slept soundly.

Only if they have a good rest can they better protect the tribe and people tonight.

What happened last night could never happen just once.

As the weather gets colder and the tops of the mountain become increasingly rare, those smart and powerful clan leaders will definitely try their best to lead their clansmen to survive.

You need food to survive. At this time, everything that moves will be delicious food in your mouth.

This moving ship is a shelter in their eyes.

The warriors patrolling the big ship are just barbecue in their eyes.

These two things are exactly what everyone is lacking so far.

The ship is only as big as this, and there are so many people, but the barbecue will become smaller and smaller, so only the strong will win and the weak will die.

Apart from killing the original humans on the big ship, there was no other way to seize the big ship.

The killed humans can be hoarded. The current cold weather is just for them.

Ah Heng, the leader of the Hengsheng tribe, looked at the corpses he recognized one after another on the water. He stood still, his murderous aura getting more and more courageous.

"All dead!"

"No one is alive!"

Ah Heng stared at the corpse floating by, then turned around and looked at the tribesmen: "That kind of robbery doesn't work, then let the little kids do it." (End of Chapter)

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