Chapter 135 - I’ll kill you！ (1/2)

Translator: Lionwwang  Editor: Lionwwang

When the black finger is pointing at me, my expression is cold.

The black man is grinning, hooking his finger to motion me move forward.

I don’t move, looking at him coldly. The two of us are looking at each other, and his eyes begin to show a little anger, as if his authority has been provoked. The sneer of his mouth disappears a little, and he is hooking his finger again.

Two crew members behind him are staring at me and shouting. One of them pulls the bolt. I hang my hands on both sides, my fists are clenching tightly.

I feel my bloods are rushing to my head, and my brain is buzzing and I’m staring at the black man deadly.

He takes me as an animal!

He takes me as an animal!!!

The black muzzle is pointing at me. I have no doubt that they dare to shoot! I already know from Old Snake that these people don’t blink at killing people at all! If they kill me, they can just throw my body into the sea at ease!

The muscles of my body are tensed first, then relaxing a little bit. I am clenching my teeth deadly. Just as the black man is getting a little impatient, I finally take a step forward.

The people on both sides let go automatically, and I’m walking slowly like a robot. The black man hands me the wooden bowl and raising his chin, which means let me drink.

I do not move, and immediately the two crew members behind me take a step forward. I take a deep breath and looking at the black man with anger in my eyes.

But I know, I can only bear it now!

I can only bear it!

I tell myself coldly in my heart:

Chen Yang! You can’t die! You can’t die here! At least not now!

Just as I reach for the wooden bowl, the black man is suddenly laughing, retracting his hand and looking at me. His eyes are full of malice. Suddenly he is opening his mouth, coughing and spiting in the bowl.

Instantly, my whole body is stiff!

I can’t help shivering all over, holding my eyes up and staring at the black man. He raises his chin provocatively, and the two crew members behind him start laughing.

Fight with him! Fight with them!

A voice in my heart is crying crazily!

From the distance I am now from him, I know very well that if I do it right away, I can twist his neck before he reacts. I’m seventy percent sure that I can twist his throat at once! I can also put my hand under his armpit, rip his ribs and blow his heart!

But what about after killing him?

I have no doubt that I will be shot into honeycomb coal by the crews behind him immediately!

I don’t know how long it takes. I just feel that the bowl in front of me is dangling in my eyes.

Suddenly, I’m laughing.

I don’t even know how I can laugh, but it seems that a strange idea has occupied my heart. The anger in my heart has not disappeared at all. It is almost burning all over me! Despite the boiling blood, my face is calm!

I take a deep breath, with that smile on my face. Then I slowly take the wooden bowl and reach it to my mouth.

While drinking water, my eyelids are always raising and staring at the black man in front of me.

A whole bowl of water is quickly consumed by me. The black man seems to have some surprises. He even forgets to let me only drink one sip, but when I finish drinking the whole bowl of water, he’s just reacting and kicking me with one foot.

Although his is very strong, but his kicking speed is not that fast. If it’s in nomal days, I can easily escape.

But I don’t hide, don’t even move, just let him kick my stomach. My whole body is kicked to fall to the ground.

I bend over, and I am arching in pain, and then I am struggling to get up slowly. The Negro suddenly picks up the barrel and splashing the rest of the water to the crowd.

With a crash, I’m lying on the ground, the waters are dripping down from my hair and body. The rest of the people are crying out. The black man has thrown the barrel away, then kicking me once more again, turning around and takes his crews away.

I’m just standing up and staring at his back.

I swear to myself:

I Will Kill Him! Definitely, I will!

I slowly crawle back to the corner in the crowd, and watching the people are scrambling for the barrel in gasping. Although the water has been poured out, some experienced people know that there is still a little water left in the barrel.

For these people, a little water is better than no!

I even see some people are lying on the ground to lick the water on the ground!

My heart is cold, cold almost numb! I’m just leaning against the corner and looking at them coldly. Suddenly, I want to laugh. Because I find myself as pitiful as they are!

I take a break and then eat some bread. Although it is difficult to swallow, I tell myself to reserve my strength. People eat when they are hungry and drink when they are thirsty.

Lying in the corner, my body is swaying with the ship’s hull, and I can’t help feeling homesick. But then I forbid myself to think about these things. I tell myself: Thinking of these things, you will become weak!

I don’t know how long it took for the cabin to be kicked off again. The light outside is much darker this time. It seems that it is already at night.

I sit slightly upright and then looking at the two crew members rushing in, one with a gun and the other with a flashlight.

It’s dark in the cabin, and the two men, one at the front and the other at the back, holding flashlights and searching in the crowd lying on the floor.

They are searching very carefully, almost searching everyone, and finally found me here. The beam of the torch is shaking to my face. I feel the light is dazzling, Conditionally, I turned my face, only feeling a little fuzzy in front of me.

Then I hear a crew is cheering suddenly. They are immediately surrounding a woman not far away from me. Then they put down the flashlights and rushing towards her.

The woman is screaming. After some struggles, the two crew members are raising her feet and shoulders one by one, lifting her up and going out.

The woman is kicking and biting, and screaming: “I paid! I paid!”

Despite her hoarseness, I still recognize her! She’s Phoenix!

Phoenix?!

I’m shocked and watching two crew members carrying her out. Instinctively, I stand up and cry out. One crew simply carries her on his shoulder. The other is holding his gun and frighten the crowds.

The stowaways on the nearby ground are moving away.

I hear Phoenix is screaming “I paid,” and be taken out.

I do not hesitate, rushing to them right away. The guy behind sees me coming and immediately hitting me with the butt of his gun. I instinctively raise my hand and block it. But at this time, my physical strength is far less than usual, this smash makes me stagger. Then two other crew members are rushing in outside the cabin and begin to punch and kick around me. I resist for a while and am just about to stand up, but I feel a chill on my forehead suddenly and I stop fighting immediately.

A gun barrel is stucking to my forehead, and then I see a murderous face is looking at me. At that moment, I think I might be dead and have closed my eyes. But then the barrel moves away, that man kicks me away. Then these crews leave the cabin.

When the door is closed, the darkness falls again.

This change makes me feel a little confused. I slowly go back to the corner and recall the details after boarding the ship.

Phoenix is on the ship, too?

After the pyramid sales nest was banned by the police that day, she must have been tracked down, couldn’t go on and then escaping outside.

Don’t know how long it took, the door opens again, and then someone is rolling in, crawling under the eyes of the crowd, staggering in.

It’s Phoenix.