C20 Maritime distress (1/2)

The next day, Yang Feng changed into the clothes that Chi Wen bought for him and was then taken away by someone else. Yang Feng didn't have any clothes on him, not even a single cent, because Chi Wen had already passed the money to the organization, the school fees for Yang Feng's training at that place was 30 million yuan per year, and in the two years that Yang Feng had been there, it was 60 million yuan, so he had to pay it all in one go. During the training period, all the students' living arrangements were provided by the organization, but one thing was, the organization wouldn't guarantee your life, because even if you died, the organization wouldn't return the school fees back to you!

Yang Feng followed the person who brought him there and first arrived at Hua Xia's Qiongzhou. There, he boarded a boat, on the boat, there were already over thirty Chinese people, all around his age, there were men and women. It seemed like they were all sent to train, Yang Feng didn't care about anything else, after getting on the boat, he found a corner where no one was, and sat down.

Yang Feng knew that once he got on this boat, he would never be able to turn back. Right now, he had to rely on himself for everything.

The boat slowly moved forward, heading straight for the South Pacific. After exiting the high seas, the 30 odd people on top of the boat were moved to an even larger oil tanker. At this time, Yang Feng realized that there were already 3000 people on this huge oil tanker, all of them around the same age, some even younger.

These people were Caucasian, black and, of course, yellow. However, the Chinese had around 30 people on their small yacht from the start. The remaining yellow people were basically people from the island east of China and the Korean. All three thousand men were given their own rooms, and three meals a day were delivered to the rooms. However, they were all restricted from travelling on the oil tankers, otherwise, no one would care if they lost their lives.

Yang Feng stayed in his room obediently and didn't go out once. The oil tanker continued to head east, preparing to cross the Pacific Ocean to Central and South America. Because he was not allowed to go out, Yang Feng would train in the Nine Yin Meridians every morning and evening in his own room.

After the oil tanker traveled for about a month, Yang Feng and the rest finally had a chance to leave their own rooms. The captain of the tanker gathered everyone on the deck of the tanker. Around the deck were some tall black and white men dressed in camouflage clothing. They were all standing around the deck with submachine guns in their hands, while the guns were pointed at the three thousand people waiting to be trained on the deck.

Seeing this, Yang Feng thought that these people wanted to kill them here and then swallow all the school fees of these three thousand people. Hence, he was secretly on guard in his heart, and activated the Nine Yin Meridians and the Nine Suns Divine Art's inner force, preparing to use the spiral nine shadows to escape as fast as possible when he was in danger.

At this time, a tall white man walked out. He was not wearing camouflage, but was wearing the uniform of a captain. He held a cigar in his hand as he walked.

”Hehe, children, welcome to the Black Ice Camp. You will receive the most rigorous training here, so that you will have a powerful strength!” In here, everything is worth a lot, just that life is not worth a lot. In here, no one will be able to guarantee your lives, so if you want to live, you have to rely on yourself! ” The tall and white man said to the crowd.

”Did you see that?! The island in front of us is our training camp, so for the rest of the time, you will do the most basic training here. However, to get to that island, you will have to rely on yourselves. The tall and big white man laughed and said.

After that, the white men began chasing the three thousand men off the ship bit by bit. Those who resisted would be shot to death without any hesitation. After a dozen or so people were killed, everyone jumped off the ship and swam towards the island pointed out by the captain of the ship.

Although the sea was also very dangerous, it was still better than facing those black gun muzzles. Furthermore, the location of the oil tanker was not too far away from the island, Yang Feng estimated that it was only tens of thousands of meters away, and using his current strength, he should be able to swim to that place without any problems.