The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

On the vast sea, the people whose tendons were broken by night owls lie on the deck, while the people brought up by boundless are much more complete, but they are bound into zongzi one by one.

The heavy fog has dispersed. Although the sky is still a little gloomy, the lukewarm temperature and the warm sea breeze make Jiang qianxia very comfortable.

Sitting leisurely on the rocking chair for basking in the sun, Jiang qianxia looked at the captured pirates with great interest, touched his chin and said with a smile: "what nationality are you? Don't say it's Daqian or Fusang. I'm not very patient."

The strong and fat man turned his eyes, put on a look of admitting his fate, and gritted his teeth and said, "since it was planted in your hand, we have nothing to say. We are Korean warriors. If you have seed, you will kill us all. Someone will avenge us!"

"Well, I was a little skeptical that you were Koryo, but you admitted it so directly. Why do you listen so unbelievable?"

It's not Jiang qianxia's cheap, but the fat man's answer is too simple, which makes people suspicious - I'm afraid he has a grudge against Korea?

After pondering for a while, he felt that the strong and fat man was a little too refined. Jiang qianxia asked someone to block his mouth, and then looked at the other pirates with a gentle smile.

"If any of you can tell me the truth, I'll let him go."

Being watched by the pirates with silly eyes, Jiang qianxia's smile stiffened on his face and sighed.

"If you want to ask a good question, you just don't listen and bully honest people, do you? I have to be rough, don't you? Ghost one, catch someone, hang it up with a pole and hang it outside the boat!"

Ghosts were very clever or tacit understanding. They could get the best information from such a vague command in the shallow summer of the Yangtze River. They found a spare mast to be placed on the side of the boat, and tied up the dumplings with the rice dumplings. The extra rope was left behind, then hung on the mast and stretched out of the boat, allowing him to swaying back and forth in the air.

The pirate who was hung out looked a little alarmed, but because he didn't know what Jiang qianxia was going to do, he reluctantly retained his reason and tried to twist his head and stare at her fiercely.

Lying on the side of the boat, he had enough with a long knife and found that the pirate was a little far away. Jiang qianxia was embarrassed and said, "I forgot to let you open two holes in him in advance and hang out..."

The ghost looked at his master, took out two lancets and shot them in a big way, and accurately cut two deep blood holes in the thigh of the zongzi pirate. Because of the extrusion of the rope, the blood shot out like a water arrow. The pirate shouted abuse in a panic, and the ghost gave him two more knives.

"How to do it now? If you want to bleed and die all the time, it may take some time."

Ghost's judgment is accurate, but Jiang qianxia didn't expect to waste time watching people bleed and die.

"You put his rope down a little more, about six or seven feet from the sea."

Six or seven feet is only about two meters. People are hanging on the sea. If the wave is a little bigger, the spray can splash on the body. The feeling of moist and slightly cool is easy to panic.

The voice of pirate abuse became more and more fierce, and the arc of struggle became larger and larger. Naturally, the blood flow became faster and faster.

Jiang qianxia looked at it with interest for a while. When he was tired, he smiled lightly and said, "do you know how sensitive the sharks in the sea are? They are real predators. When a drop of blood drops into the sea, the surrounding sharks will gather."

Pirates began to struggle violently like electricity. Who doesn't know the power of sharks?

Unfortunately, what his struggle brought was the faster gathering of sharks. The triangular fins that cut through the sea kept circling at the feet of the pirates like sharp knives, and occasionally jumped out of the sea. The ferocious big mouth and the "click" sound when engaging with the void directly frightened the pirate's voice.

"Bring them all up. Since I want to make an example of the others, I can't let them listen, can I?"

The bandits' faces were a little stiff. Although listening to Jiang qianxia's words, they took all the pirates to the edge of the ship and forced them not to move their eyes according to their heads, the next picture was the bloody Shura that even they didn't dare to see.

Without the ghost's hands, Jiang qianxia personally slid the rope hanging the pirates down another section.

It's really just a section, which is the difference between the world and hell.

The fresh blood gurgling and sliding on the thigh has long seduced the sharks around. Now the source of the blood smell is closer, and the sharks' eyes are red.

The sea water keeps churning like boiling, splashing huge waves, the dull sound of sharp teeth biting on the body, the tearing sound of rags when part of the body is separated from the trunk, and the big chewing sound of sharks

So many voices can't hide the pirates who are used as bait. It's not like the scream of human beings. It runs through the sky, sharp, desperate and full of resentment.

People's vitality is sometimes very strong, but sometimes it is so worthless. When half of the body is torn off by the shark, the intestines are not wrapped in the abdominal cavity, and they hang long on the sea. When they are constantly torn by the shark as dessert after dinner, the pirates have long been exhausted.

Jiang qianxia even suspected that he was scared to death, not because of his physical disability.

"You, take up his body a little, so that you can see it clearly."

He patted a pirate on the shoulder. The murderous villain in the past was like a frightened little girl. He screamed almost miserably. His eyes were impatient with Shangjiang shallow summer, and the scream stopped abruptly in his throat.

Regardless of the broken tendons, the selected pirates simply broke out their strongest desire for survival since birth. They moved with their elbows and knees, moved quickly, bit the rope with their teeth, wrapped it around themselves, tried their best, and pulled up the half of the body without two times.

The half body was carried on the edge of the ship with no support on its head. It raised its face in a strange arc, twisted to the extreme, and was pressed against several pirates nearby.

There was another scream of crying father and mother. The nearby pirates struggled to move away with all their milk strength. According to their fierce bandits, they felt a little soft. With their strength, they even stepped back for several steps and dared not move their sight to the body.

Only Jiang qianxia looked faintly for a while and looked around. The boundless look was as usual. The ghost showed his teeth in disgust. The juvenile named Xiaobai in the recidivist showed a neurotic and pure smile.

The line of sight flashed slightly. Jiang qianxia and boundless looked at each other, and they separated their lines of sight tacitly.

According to the complicated mood, Jiang qianxia cleared his throat and said lazily, "I'll ask again, which country are you from? Well... Come on."

The slender jade finger fell lightly on a pirate's head. The person she pointed to trembled violently. A pool of liquid slowly overflowed, and the disgusting Jiang qianxia retreated for several steps.

"Baiji, Baiji... I, we are, are Baiji's people..."

After the confessed pirate stumbled through his words, he suddenly relaxed all over, relaxed all over his face, and his pupils widened slowly - scared to death.