It's a dark and windy night, a murderous night, and Jiang Jiahao is sneaking around.
The target fishing boat is five or six meters away from the shore. The fishing boat is separated by the fishing boat in the middle. There are no pedals connecting the surrounding fishing boats. Trying to get closer quietly is tantamount to wishful thinking.
Jiang Jiahao stood on the shore and felt embarrassed. He frowned, took off his leather shoes and coat, and hid them in the grass on the side.
After exploring the depth of the water, he plunged into the sea, leaving only his right hand on the surface, hooking two pistols, and approached the fishing boat.
"who?"
The sudden sound of water entering the water sounded, which was particularly clear at night.
On the surrounding fishing boats, oil lamps were on one by one. Someone came out with a coat to check, and then went back muttering.
At the stern of the target fishing boat, Jiang Jiahao was about to take the lead. When he saw someone appearing in the fishing boat, he held his breath and sank again.
At the edge of the fishing boat, Huang Yi raised his oil lamp to shine on the nearby water. He circled the fishing boat several times with the iron blade and looked around cautiously to make sure no one was approaching before returning to the cabin with confidence.
After Huang Yi disappeared, more than thirty seconds passed before Jiang Jiahao emerged from the water with a flushed face and gasped softly.
He wiped the water stains on his face, slowly swung the pistol, shook off the water stains in the barrel, and blew gently.
Jiang Jiahao tried his best to keep all the noise to a minimum, and then swam around the fishing boat, listening to the sounds inside, but found that it was very quiet inside.
Slowly placing the pistol on the side of the boat, Jiang Jiahao slowly left the water and climbed onto the fishing boat.
He stayed close to the cabin and continued to listen to the sounds inside. Apart from slight snoring, there were no other special sounds inside.
"People have just entered, there is no reason to fall asleep so quickly."
With the pistol tucked into his waist, Jiang Jiahao did not dare to stand upright, so he could only crawl along the edge of the ship's plank and arrived at the door of the cabin.
Looking inside through the narrow gap, the cabin was dark, and the snoring was obviously getting louder.
Gently pushing the door open and trying to remain extremely quiet, Jiang Jiahao prepared to enter the cabin.
At this moment, the cabin door was suddenly opened, and Jiang Jiahao instinctively rolled over and hid in a dark corner.
A sturdy figure appeared, not Huang Yi, but a strange Nanyang man.
He squinted his eyes, as if he had just woken up, and unbuttoned his pants to drain the water.
Jiang Jiahao hid in the dark, watching a stream of yellow soup spit out a rainbow line from above his head. The foul smell almost made him retching, so he could only cover his nose and endure it.
This Nanyang man has a lot of water, but the stamina is not good. After a line of water is poured, it starts to drip and split.
The streaks of yellow soup were swung and swung, and they all landed on Jiang Jiahao. Fortunately, he covered his face in time...
After urinating, the Nanyang man put on his pants with satisfaction and bent down to go back to the cabin.
The moment the Nanyang man turned his head, Jiang Jiahao stuck behind him like a ghost, covered his Tianling Cap and chin with both hands, and twisted it hard in an instant.
The Nanyang man's eyes widened, and before he could even kick his legs, Jiang Jiahao broke his neck and dragged him to the darkness of the deck.
After confirming that the Nanyang man had expired, Jiang Jiahao took off the dagger from his waist, bent down and got into the cabin.
"What are you doing? You have to get up several times a night. Your kidneys... you are... uh~"
After getting off the cabin, there are four rooms on the left and right sides. The first door on the left is open, with a weak oil lamp lighting up inside.
A strange Nanyang man was leaning on the bed, with his back to the door, flipping through erotic comics, and complained when he heard footsteps behind him.
He was obviously stunned when he turned around. Before he could call anyone, Jiang Jiahao covered his mouth, slit his throat with a dagger, and died.
The corpse was covered with a quilt to prevent the spread of the smell of blood. Jiang Jiahao picked up the comic and glanced at it for a few times, then threw it aside and looked at the layout of the room.
The space is not big, only two square meters at most, and the bunk beds are very crowded.
After blowing out the oil lamp, Jiang Jiahao stuck his head out and tiptoed to the first room on the right, leaning on the door and listening to the sounds inside.
The snoring in the house was super loud, and there was no other noise except the snoring.
Quietly opening the wooden door, Jiang Jiahao looked through the gap and saw that the people in the bunk beds were sleeping soundly, with the door behind their backs.
Squeezing through the gap just enough to enter the room, Jiang Jiahao squatted beside the bed and waited for a while, then covered the other person's mouth, slashed with the dagger, and pulled the quilt upwards, simply and neatly.
The bed board shook slightly, and the person sleeping on the upper bunk seemed to have a nightmare. He suddenly sat up straight and saw a strange figure next to him, sneering at him.
The man instinctively touched the iron blade beside him, but was pierced through the heart by Jiang Jiahao's five lightning knives. He vomited blood and fell to the bed.
Jiang Jiahao supported the other party's body, gently laid him flat on the bed, and covered him with a quilt to cover up the smell of blood.
After killing four Nanyang people in succession, Jiang Jiahao's eyes became colder and colder, and his faint murderous intent could no longer be concealed.
Eighteen Nanyang people, five were electrocuted near the refugee camp, four more were killed, and nine others including Huang Yi were left.
"You should be glad that you died in my hands instead of being caught by the society or the police."
Taking a deep breath to calm down the murderous intention in his heart, Jiang Jiahao was about to squeeze out of the door when he heard the sound of falling into the water outside the boat.
"Oops."
Jiang Jiahao's expression changed. He pushed open the wooden door and pulled out his pistol. He saw that the second door on the left had been opened and there was no one inside.
He opened the second wooden door on the right, and there was a man inside who had just opened his eyes and seemed to be awakened by the sound of falling water.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a stranger rushing in with a dagger, followed by eternal darkness.
"The tenth!"
Quickly arriving at the bow of the ship, Jiang Jiahao looked at the water that gradually subsided beside the ship. Huang Yi ran away!
"As expected of a guy who ran away from a refugee camp, he's as slippery as a loach."
Having been exposed, Jiang Jiahao simply returned to the cabin, turned the fishing boat upside down, and stabbed every unlucky guy who had his neck slashed.
At this moment, bursts of curses suddenly came from the shore, and Jiang Jiahao looked out through the glass of the cab.
I saw the surrounding fishing boats lighting up their oil lamps, and a group of horsemen carrying iron blades and torches appeared on the shore. They were setting up pedals on adjacent fishing boats and quickly approaching his fishing boat.
Seeing this, Jiang Jiahao didn't hesitate at all. He plunged into the sea and disappeared in the water just one step before the gang of horses boarded the boat.
"If anyone dares to come to my Black Loach place to cause trouble, look for it for me. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you will smash this thing to find it for me!"
As soon as he jumped into the sea, Jiang Jiahao quickly moved away from the fishing boat. Through the barrier of the sea, he could see torches swaying everywhere on the sea.
After holding his breath, Jiang Jiahao moved as far away from the dock as possible. Only when he couldn't hold his breath anymore did he surface for a breather.
Fortunately, it was late at night, and the torch's mapping range was not far away.
Jiang Jiahao logged in on the coast one kilometer away from the dock. He slumped on the beach helplessly, letting a big green crab wave its claws around him in protest, and had no idea of getting up.
After a long while, Jiang Jiahao sat up straight, grabbed the blue crab next to him, and threw it into the sea like a pebble.
He pulled out the two guns from his waist and shook the water. Suddenly he raised his brows and instantly opened the safety on both guns. He turned around and was about to pull the trigger.
Not far behind him, there stood an old lady and a little girl. They were wearing patched shirts and carrying baskets behind them, picking up seafood at the beach.
When he looked up, he saw Jiang Jiahao holding a gun and staring at them warily.
The girl was locked by the gun and instinctively wanted to shout, but the old lady covered her mouth and protected her behind her.
The old lady bowed to Jiang Jiahao with a pleading face and kept waving her hands, as if she was a mute.
Jiang Jiahao didn't understand Mute, but he could roughly understand the meaning of the old lady's gesture, which meant please let them go. They didn't see anything.
After turning off the pistol safety, Jiang Jiahao waved to the two of them and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, he quickly rushed to the girl's side and grabbed her arm, scaring her so much that she kept crying.
The old lady bowed to Jiang Jiahao desperately, protecting the girl behind her, and was about to kneel down to Jiang Jiahao.
Jiang Jiahao ignored the old lady, but stared at the girl's ears and pointed to a pearl earring on her ear.
"Where did you get this earring?"
