Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

When she pulled the trigger, the bullet grazed her cheek and sank into the sea farther away, leaving a blood mark in an instant.

"Ahhhhhh!" The elegantly dressed lady screamed, and when she touched the blood on her cheek, she almost cried.

Jiang Chen's eyes were gloomy, "Either die or shut up!"

Facing the dark wound, her scream was like a chicken with its neck pinched, stuck in her throat. She was not mute, but she dared not breathe.

The night was endless, and the shadow of death loomed over everyone's head. The sound of the waves was no longer a lullaby to lull people to sleep, but a life-threatening sound from hell.

Dark, depressing.

Everyone showed a panic expression, crowded together, and wanted to catch the lifeboat immediately. Because every second they stayed on this dream ship, their lives were threatened by one more point.

Jiang Chen looked at the numb or panicked faces in front of him, and his expression was equally indifferent. The ladies and gentlemen who were usually noble and elegant in front of others were still very few who could remain calm at this moment. He saw someone on the falling lifeboat grabbing the edge of the lifeboat and jumping in, taking out a knife to cut the rope. At that moment, Jiang Chen's knuckles had already pulled the trigger. Murdoch saw his expression, raised his hand and pulled down Jiang Chen's hand on his waist that was about to raise the gun, and shook his head slightly.

If you can save one more life, save one more. These lifeboats were tested when they were put on the Titanic. They can bear the weight of seventy big men. One more, save one more.

Jiang Chen lowered his eyes slightly, his fingertips on the trigger, and did not move again. Murdoch fired two warning shots into the air, and the crowd was silent for a moment.

Facing the eyes of so many people, Murdoch was also under considerable pressure. It was so difficult for them, a few of them, to stop the 2,200 people on the ship.

He wanted everyone to get on the lifeboat, but now, there were only half of the lifeboats. That meant that the remaining half of the people could only leave it to fate.

The women and children in the first class cabin could only be rescued first, which was also out of helplessness.

On the noisy and fearful ship, an elegant and cheerful violin sound suddenly sounded.

Jiang Chen looked over and saw that when the crowds of people came, an empty space on the deck became particularly obvious.

On the noisy and fearful ship, an elegant and cheerful violin sound suddenly sounded. It was a wedding dance.

The four performers played the violin and replayed the gentle and beautiful music. The biting cold wind seemed to be no different from the ballroom by the fireplace for them.

They suppressed their fear and hoped to bring peace to others.

Jiang Chen paused and retracted his gun. But even the joyful music could not completely calm the fear in people's hearts.

The Titanic had begun to sink slowly. Jiang Chen had vaguely felt the tilt of the hull.

The stern was the first to enter the water and was so heavy that it began to slowly fall. At this moment, the deck was almost flush with the water, and the cold water spread over.

Jiang Chen lowered his head and looked at the pointer watch on his wrist with the help of the lights on the boat. 1:13:21 in the morning.

Two hours, 19 minutes and 40 seconds had passed since the conversation with Smith.

When the stern was filled with water, its sinking speed would be at least twice as fast as when it was filled with water. The data given by Smith was quite accurate.

Three hours...

I don't know if I can wait until the Carpathia.

The curses, An's cry for help, the prayers, the gunshots, the music, mixed in the sea breeze, and became a buzzing and meaningless noise in my ears.

Jiang Chen realized how confused the original owner's mind was because he drank too much wine. He didn't shoot anyone in this situation, which was a good self-control.

Murdoch's gun fired a few more times at the sky, and he turned slightly and secretly reloaded a few bullets into the empty gun.

I don't know how long this intimidation can last. Murdoch gritted his teeth secretly when he saw the angle at which the stern gradually tilted.

Carpathia, why haven't you arrived yet! Hurry up! If this continues, we will really fall into complete chaos!

The pastor stood aside, his voice trembling, chanting something like, "Lord, forgive your people, let go of everything in the world and return to your arms, our faith has given us eternal life, so we don't want us to occupy the life-saving equipment needed by people who have never believed in the Lord."

The Protestant believers gathered around him, leaning on the pastor tightly, as if this was enough to get life and salvation.

Jack had been holding Rose's hand and walked over, hoping to send her to the lifeboat again, and advised her in every way. Jiang Chen completely ignored the two people's reluctant farewell. He held a gun in his hand and looked indifferently at the crowded and almost crazy passengers.

Two or three of the lifeboats that were finally put down were overturned by the people who fell into the sea.

Will people become so hideous when they are about to die?

Jiang Chen didn't know. The storm that day was more terrifying than the calm sea tonight. The darkness of the next thousand years was more hopeless than the calm sea now.

So he died.

The only difference from others was that he really came back to life in the end. Although he used someone else's identity.

From beginning to end, Jiang Chen did not look at Rose, and Rose naturally did not want to see Carl at all.

Maybe it was because they hated each other.

When Jiang Chen raised his gun again, Murdoch was one step faster. With a loud bang, a figure who had crossed the cable and squeezed forward frantically fell to the ground.

The deck was instantly silent.

The companion of the deceased hurriedly helped him up, but he could no longer feel his anger. He cursed at Murdoch, "Asshole!"

The calmness that Murdoch maintained finally changed a little. He looked at the man he had killed with his own hands, his face was extremely painful, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse. He was responsible for the direction of the Titanic, but now, such a thing happened. Since confirming that the Titanic could not avoid the fate of sinking, he has been suppressing himself. He wants to ensure the survival of as many women and children as possible. He wants to maintain order among two thousand people. In order to reduce the speed of flooding, he closed the door of the lower cargo hold, indirectly killing the lower-level workers who could not reach the upper level in time. Now, in order to maintain order, he shot and killed the passengers who were originally on the Titanic.

He, he is simply a sinner.

His gun pointed at his head.

Everyone looked at his actions and was extremely terrified.

Jiang Chen said calmly, "If you die, who will maintain order?"

This sentence caused his actions to stop.

Jiang Chen raised his gun and pointed it at the crowded crowd, his expression extremely calm. No one would question the authenticity of his words. "From now on, anyone who dares to take a step forward will die."

Mercury added with a trembling voice, "Women and children, step forward."

They naturally didn't want to be shot dead before they were drowned. It was quieter.

The deck violin sound disappeared for a while, and no longer played cheerful music. The music was so sad.

The bow had completely tilted up.

Jiang Chen staggered and began to stand unsteadily. He steadied the railing with one hand. Mercury also pulled the lever, and smiled at Jiang Chen's calm expression, "Are you afraid?"

"..."

"You're not bad." He originally thought Hawkley was also a person who looked up to the top. Fortunately, he also looked up to the top, and his gentlemanly manners were not bad.

Jiang Chen had heard a lot of similar praises, and there were also many insults next to this one, so he didn't answer, "Here it comes."

Mercury and several other deputies said as he looked at the luxurious Titanic. Compared with the small size of the Carpathia, the Carpathia was pitifully small. But it is not a problem to accommodate a thousand people.

The remaining thousand people can also be maintained by lifeboats.

Wait! Wait!

The Carpathia went around the bow of the Titanic. Murdoch saw the ship from a distance. His eyes, which had become ashen, lit up again. He ordered others around him to maintain order. He re-entered the cabin that was flooded with water, pulled down the deck passage used when boarding the ship, and connected it to the passage lowered by the Carpathia.

The two sides could only touch each other. There was no more time to fix the passage.

Even if the lifeboat had arrived, the shadow of death had already shrouded everyone's head. The Titanic sank faster.

"All passengers, gather at the bow as soon as possible and transfer to the Carpathia!" Murdoch shouted. The second and third mates who were maintaining order also saw the rescue Carpathia, and followed Murdoch to shout loudly, "All passengers, please go to the bow as soon as possible!"

Hearing that the support ship had arrived, needless to say, the flow of people began to rush to the bow frantically.

Some people near the bow had already left through the stairs lowered on the ship, while more and more people were pouring in from the stern.

The chimney of the Titanic fell down with a bang, and below were people trapped in the water and moving slowly. Huge splashes of water rose, and the screams of terror stopped halfway. The other half also became an insignificant part of the waves.

The stern sank deeper and deeper, and the bow was pressed up and kept rising.

The passage between the two ships was shaky, and it was obvious that it could not hold on for long.

Jiang Chen: "Let the other side pull up the rope. If you don't want to fall into the sea, hold on for a while."

Murdoch looked at the remaining hundreds of people and understood what he meant.

But one person went over with the words, but no one dared to come back with the rope.

Jiang Chen's knuckles turned slightly white.

Murdoch's face was also a little ugly.

He had to send the second and third officers over. The cargo hold on the Titanic was completely flooded. In the upper cabins of the nobles still floating on the sea, there was absolutely no rope to be found.

The sea breeze was bleak, and the two ships were swaying on the sea with no support. They repeatedly brought four ropes to run. When they thought about it again, the two passages had been completely separated. Murdoch watched the passage break and couldn't help cursing, "shit!"

At this time, because of the sinking of the stern, the bow was completely tilted up, almost vertical to the sea surface. The Carpathia received an order to stay away to prevent being caught in the whirlpool when the giant ship sank.

There were only thirty or forty people hanging on a rope, swaying in the air. Even so, Murdoch watched someone, who was particularly stupid, hit the hull of the Carpathia with his whole body, and a few black shadows on the rope fell into the sea. The rest were pulled up by the crew of the Carpathia. Murdoch couldn't help rolling his eyes, and a curse disappeared in a long sigh.

He took off his hat and wiped his forehead, which was covered with sweat. Seeing the remaining 200 people on the ship, his heart ached.

This was the maximum reduction in sacrifices. The ship sank, and I don’t know how many people left here can survive. Turning around and seeing Jiang Chen, he was stunned, "Why are you still here?" Why didn't this guy follow the rope?

Jiang Chen glanced at him and didn't say anything. "..."

Murdoch pointed to the sea, "Come here. Jump after it sinks. Jump as far as you can."

When approaching the water surface, you can vaguely see the whirlpool swirling around the ship.

Murdoch forced a smile, as if to make the atmosphere more relaxed, "Well, sir, I wish you good luck."

He had obviously decided to live and die with the Titanic like Captain Smith.

Jiang Chen jumped in, and the moment the water submerged his head, he felt as if he had died again.

The life jacket made him float again. And his ability to hold his breath and concentrate has always been stronger than others.

The Atlantic Ocean at night makes people feel even more chilling. Jiang Chen moved away from the whirlpool of the sunken ship and surfaced. When the strange and cold sea water choked his nose, the little remaining alcohol disappeared completely.

In times of crisis, people will subconsciously use others as stepping stones. Jiang Chen was inevitably pulled into the water twice by someone and drank a lot of salt water.

After the initial panic, people floated up with the buoyancy of life jackets and grabbed the wood chips scattered on the sea.

Jiang Chen wiped the seawater off his face, opened his eyes and coughed up water, soothed his sore throat, and found a piece of driftwood to lie on. The hair that was neatly combed to the back of his head was soaked and unrecognizable.

Half of his body was submerged in the seawater, and he was numb from the cold. After a while, he became unconscious.

The author has something to say: It will be over tomorrow

Since my second brother in this life has no mortal enemy, I'd better live well in this life

Thank you to the little angels for irrigating me with nutrient solution~

Thank you to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: Xi Liu