It looked like he had drunk from that bottle of water, so I instinctively switched to an unopened one. The unopened bottle was one I'd taken from Old Snake's boat. I unscrewed it and took a few sips.
In the darkness, the sound of me gulping water was clear enough for everyone around me to hear. Although I couldn't see, I could feel as if many greedy and covetous eyes were shooting at me.
I didn't say anything, and coldly screwed the bottle back on.
I was still very hungry, but I had to endure it.
I suddenly had a strange feeling... I wasn't with a group of people, but with a wolf!
Finally, just as my hunger was reaching its limit, a sound came from outside. The hatch opened, a beam of light shone down, and then two crew members strode in menacingly, guns in hand. They used the butts of their guns to shoo away several people sitting near the hatch, cursing under their breath.
The two then took a wooden bucket from above and threw it on the ground with a bang, one of them laughing loudly.
The wooden barrel seemed to contain bread or some other food, though it wasn't clear. One of the crew members had a wicked smile on his face as he looked at the stowaways trying to gather around him. Suddenly, he raised his gun and shouted, startling the people who immediately retreated. He then picked up a piece of bread and, like someone teasing an animal in a zoo, teased the hungry people below for a while…
I can't really describe what it looked like, but under normal circumstances, I would definitely want to chop that bastard to pieces!
His companion seemed displeased. He said a few impatient words and pulled him outside. At that moment, the crowd surged forward, rushing to grab the bread from the wooden barrel.
I immediately sprang to my feet, rushed over, shoved the people in front of me aside with my shoulder, and squeezed my way inside.
I don't know how many people were cursing and shouting, but I couldn't care less. This wasn't the time for me to show off my manners.
I only understand one thing: if I'm even a step too late, I'll go hungry!
I practically punched my way through the crowd in front of me, using a combination of punches and kicks to force my way through. I took a few hits myself, but I struck harder. After knocking down several people, I rushed to the barrel and grabbed a few pieces of bread in one gulp...
The bread was hard, like wood, rock hard in my hand. Ignoring the shouts and curses around me, and the fact that someone was bumping into me, seemingly about to hit me, I swung my elbow and knocked down the nearest guy, then quickly grabbed a piece of bread. Just then, someone bumped into my waist, and I stumbled. I turned around and saw several people glaring at me menacingly. Judging from their figures, I immediately recognized them as the people who had tried to rob me while I was sleeping!
Without hesitation, I rushed over and punched the man in the nose, then slammed the other man against the wall and kneed him hard in the stomach. The other man immediately backed away, not daring to fight me.
I pushed my way through the crowd and returned to the corner. Only when I sat down did I realize that my legs were a little weak.
To be honest, I was hungry and a bit exhausted.
I squeezed the bread in my hand... let's just call them bread for now. I doubted whether my teeth could even bite into them. They were obviously very dry, and I wondered how long they'd been sitting there. Some of them even had a suspicious layer of mold on them...
A surge of anger welled up inside me, but as the anger subsided, a feeling of desolation washed over me.
Is this me?
Is this really me, Xiao Wu?
Is this really me, Chen Yang?
I was kept like livestock in the ship's cabin. They fed me like pigs, and I had to fight for that food like livestock!
I laughed angrily twice, forcefully wiped away the suspicious moisture from the corners of my eyes, and then gritted my teeth and forcefully pried open the bread in my hand.
The outer layer was definitely inedible and too tough to chew, but the inside was a bit softer. I peeled it open and popped small pieces into my mouth, trying my best to endure the strange taste.
It tastes a bit sour, like it's gone bad.
I suddenly looked at those illegal immigrants in front of me and felt it was ridiculous.
I can't just run away from being chased!
What about you? You spend a fortune to smuggle yourselves in... Damn it, instead of being decent people, you choose to come here and act like animals!
I don't know when it happened, but I felt something had changed in my heart. My heart was filled with resentment and anger!
If it were in the past, I might have felt a little pity for these people, but now... I coldly believe that they deserve it!
I managed to eat a little something, then stopped. I rested for a while, looking at the guys around me.
Those who managed to grab food were stuffing it into their mouths, while those who didn't could only sit and sigh.
Of course, some people, relying on their physical strength, would rush over and snatch food from those nearby.
The sounds of fighting and shouting filled the entire cabin.
I looked at these guys and told myself: See, Chen Yang, these aren't human, they're all beasts!
Just as I finished eating and was about to rest for a while, the cabin door opened again, and I saw light coming in from above, indicating that it was daytime outside.
Two crew members came down first and took the empty barrel out, then brought down another barrel.
This time, I felt that everyone was staring intently at that wooden barrel!
The contents of the bucket rippled and shimmered!
That's... water!
Then a guy came down – it was the black guy!
He still had a contorted expression, shirtless, revealing his muscular physique, wearing trousers and leather boots, with a dagger tucked into his waistband and a long gun in his hand. He slowly descended the stairs, followed by two crew members, and then plopped down on the stairs, next to the bucket of water.
Although people tried to rush forward to grab the bucket of water, the crew behind them held everyone back with guns.
The black man suddenly grinned, revealing a mouthful of gleaming white teeth. I sensed something sinister in his smile.
Then he suddenly stretched out a finger and pointed at one of the stowaways standing at the very front. He was a short, middle-aged man with his eyes fixed on the bucket.
The black man beckoned him forward with his finger. Then, he casually took something that looked like a ladle from the bucket, which appeared to be a wooden bowl. He scooped out half a bowl of water, handed it to him, and then raised his chin.
The middle-aged man looked surprised and immediately took it and drank it down in big gulps. He had only taken two sips when the black man snatched it back and kicked him back into the crowd.
He then laughed heartily, his gaze sweeping across the crowd, and occasionally beckoning with his finger to point out the people he had his eye on, inviting them out for a drink of water.
He had a haughty, arrogant expression on his face. Anyone he selected could come out for a drink... but not too much, just a sip! If they drank more, they'd get kicked!
The bucket of water was quickly reduced to more than half. This guy seemed to be toying with these people like he was mocking an animal.
Suddenly, his finger circled in the crowd for a long time, ignoring the people with anxious and expectant faces, and instead stopped on me standing in the last row.
I'm a bit taller than these people, and even though I was standing in the last row, he still noticed me.
This guy had a cold smile on his face, then he beckoned to me with his finger...
Part 1: In the Martial World, Not in Control of One's Own Fate, Chapter 129: I Will Kill You
My expression was cold when that black finger pointed at me.
The Black man grinned, beckoned with his finger, and gestured for me to come forward.
I didn't move, just stared at him coldly. Our eyes met, and a hint of anger gradually appeared in his eyes, as if he felt his authority had been challenged. The cold smile on his lips slowly disappeared, and he beckoned with his finger again.
When the two crew members behind him saw that I didn't move, they shouted, and one of them pulled the bolt of his gun.
My hands hung at my sides, my fists clenched tightly...
I felt a rush of heat to my head, my mind was buzzing, and I stared intently at the black man.
He treated me like an animal... He treated me like an animal!!
The dark muzzle of a gun was already pointed at me. I had no doubt they would fire! I already knew from Old Snake that these people killed without batting an eye! They could kill me and then casually throw my body into the sea!
My muscles tensed up first, then relaxed little by little, and I clenched my teeth tightly.
Just as the Black man was getting impatient, I finally took a step.
The people on both sides automatically made way, and I walked over slowly, like a robot. The Black man handed me the wooden bowl and gestured with his chin, indicating that I should drink it.
I didn't move, but the two crew members behind me immediately stepped forward. I took a deep breath and glanced at the black man. My eyes were filled with anger.
But I know that I can only endure it for now!
I have no choice but to endure it!
I coldly told myself:
Chen Yang! You can't die! You can't die here! At least not now!!
Just as I reached out to take the wooden bowl, the black man suddenly smiled, withdrew his hand, and looked at me with malice in his eyes. He then coughed and spat into the bowl.
Instantly, my whole body stiffened!
I was trembling uncontrollably. I stared intently at the black man, who defiantly raised his chin, and the two crew members behind him burst into laughter.
Let's fight him! Let's fight him!
A voice inside me screamed wildly!
Given the distance between us, I know perfectly well that if I act immediately, I can twist his neck before he can react, and then use a deadly martial arts move—I'm 70% confident I can snap his throat in one go! Or I can reach under his armpit and tear his ribs apart!
But what happens after you kill him?
I have no doubt that I would be shot to a pulp by the crew behind me immediately!
I don't know how much time passed. I only felt the bowl in front of me swaying back and forth in my vision...
Suddenly, I laughed.
I don't even understand how I can still laugh. It's as if a strange thought has taken hold of my mind. The anger in my heart hasn't subsided at all; it's almost burning my whole body! Despite my boiling blood, my face remains calm!
I took a deep breath, forcing a smile, and slowly reached for the wooden bowl, bringing it to my lips...
As I drank water, I kept my eyelids up and my eyes fixed on the black man in front of me.
I quickly finished the bowl of water. The black man seemed a little surprised, and even forgot that he had only let me have a sip. He only realized what had happened after I had finished the whole bowl of water, and then kicked me.
Although his body was very strong, his footwork was not fast. Under normal circumstances, I could easily dodge it.
But I didn't dodge. I didn't even move, letting him kick me in the stomach, making me fall to the ground.
I bent over, my body arching in pain, and struggled to get up little by little.
Suddenly, the Black man picked up the bucket and splashed the remaining water at the crowd.
With a whoosh.
I lay on the ground, water pouring over me and dripping down my hair, while the others gasped in surprise. The black man had already thrown away the bucket, then kicked me again, turned and left with his crew.
I stood up at that moment and looked at his back.
I made a vow to myself:
I will kill him! I definitely will!!
I slowly crawled back to the corner of the wall through the crowd, panting as I watched people scramble for the wooden bucket. Even though the water had been emptied, experienced people said there would still be a little water left in the bucket.
For these people, even a little water is good!
I even saw someone lying on the floor licking up the water stains on the floor!