The black smoke slowly floated out of the chimney and rose to the night. The light occasionally swept across the sea. The bow of the ship breaking through the waves sailed west with the sound of a motor.

In the cabin, people's footsteps sounded on the floor, extending downwards. The empty storage compartment was near the stern. Behind the hidden cabin door, more than ten figures were squeezed in a narrow space, with only a small round window that could not be opened.

After going out to sea, the cabin became stuffy and even more unable to hold back the feces and pee. He squatted and ran to the corner. After a few rustling sounds, the stench came out, but no one avoided it. He would rather squeeze together and stare at the burly figure beside the round window, which was as tall as a hill.

A large piece of empty space was enough to stretch out your legs comfortably. He touched the dense beard at the mouth and looked not far away. The little girl who was hugged by her mother's arms. The latter had originally quietly looked at it. Seeing the fierce face turned here, he hurriedly buried her dirty little face in her mother's arms and dared not reveal it. The woman who was wearing a headscarf and covering half of her face subconsciously hugged the child tightly and sided to the other side.

"I'm just like a bad guy?"

The others squeezed together and glanced at the boat boards under them, and most of them were taciturn. Occasionally, one or two Morosian voices sounded, and the conversation was also about the life after they came to the United States.

Wang Ruhu couldn't say what the United States was like. On the way he came, he learned something from Harold. He was definitely not as relaxed as these people thought, but compared to himself, it didn't matter.

Thinking that the cabin door was loose, a crew member outside leaned into half of his body, holding a bag of bread and ham in his hand, and squeezed into the crowd in the corner, two or three women crawled out. The man took a flashlight to look at their faces and picked two of them out.

As for what to do, everyone except the little girl in the woman's arms understood, and Wang Ruhu naturally understood it too. However, it was someone else's business, so there was no need to get involved. He continued to look at the sea surface of the moonlight outside the window. After a while, the two women were sent back in disheveled clothes, with more bread and ham in their hands, and they hugged them into the corner in their arms.

‘In two days, these two women may not be able to save the food in their hands.’

Wang Ruhu looked at the crowd and saw several men sneaking around. In the afternoon, he seemed to see the burly man, so he restrained himself and lowered his face.

The crew members who sent two women back at the cabin door were also seen by Wang Ruhu who turned around and nodded immediately, pushed open the cabin door, brought in a plate of roast chicken, sausage and a cup of water.

"Harold is a generous gentleman. The reward he paid is enough for you to reach your destination comfortably. Of course... except that you cannot leave the cabin, please use it slowly."

Then, he squatted aside and watched Wang Ruhu break the whole roast chicken in half, holding it in his hand and chewed it all over his mouth. The crew member couldn't help swallowing. It wasn't that he was hungry, but he felt that the crazy beast in front of him who didn't look like a slaughter in the prison cage - Ryujia.

Instead, he looked like an ordinary man who had been hungry for a long time, but the more he did, the less he dared to speculate randomly. He watched the other party eat respectfully. Until Wang Ruhu was impatiently staring and waved his hand to drive him away, he came to his senses, broke half of the chicken bone, and exited the hatch.

The aroma of roasted chicken and sausages filled the cabin. The Morosians who were crowded there obviously stayed on the roasted chicken that was eating up and down. But when they saw their burly body there, they had to move back their eyes.

‘Gu~’

The little girl buried in her mother's arms was also peeking, swallowing a mouthful of water, the woman unscrewed the water cup, asked the girl to take a sip to cushion her belly, reached over her thin shoulders, and turned away again, probably thinking that this man who could have a sumptuous supper was the same as the snake head.

Looking at the little girl's little face, holding a water cup and drinking water, Wang Ruhu looked at the remaining half of the chicken, pulled off the chicken legs, and held the tender shredded meat inside. For a moment, the aroma of the chicken became more intense. Even the vigilant woman couldn't help swallowing, buried her face and dared not look directly.

However, the next second, half of the chicken was handed over.

"Eat some meat and be hungry." Wang Ruhu signaled her to accept it, and pointed to the child in the woman's arms, "Don't be hungry."

The woman hesitated for a moment, and heard the girl's stomach in her arms gulp a few times. She held her hands with red face and said thank you in a low voice, no longer politely. She tried to maintain a difficult eating style. She still swallowed half of the chicken and the chicken legs and finished eating it. She choked and quickly drank a few sips of water and swallowed it, and continued to chew.

After that, the woman took out a dirty and old gray cloth bag and put it in the bag she was carrying. Her hands were folded, and she thanked Wang Ruhu. Her eyes were exposed, which brought a lot of gratitude this time.

Looking at the mother and daughter who were sleeping with their backs to the bulkhead, Wang Ruhu bit the sausage and continued to look at the sea outside the round window. Now he also figured out what the United States is like. When he went over, he would know that anyway, he could still die if he could give it to him. He reached out and touched the hard card in the inner part of his shirt. Isn’t there any money given by Harold?

Then find a place to stay and then slowly ask the brain expert.

Soon, the crew members waiting outside came in and took away the plate. When they returned to the top, they suddenly reached out and pulled him with their hand. A man with short beards came to the crew's ears.

"How is he eating?"

"I have a good appetite, and I'm afraid that a whole chicken won't be enough to eat."

"Well, go wash the meal plate."

The man pushed the crew and walked out of the shadow and walked up the deck. He was one of the snake heads that collected Harold's money. He walked into the posture compartment in the moonlight. In addition to the crew at the helm, there was also a burly man with a big beard, about forty years old, with an exposed arm tattooed with an anchor, and a cigar in his arms raised on one leg and was flipping through a yellowed magazine.

The figure who came in leaned over, whispered a few words with his ears, pointed his finger under the boat, and raised his head of the snake looking through the magazine.

"How much is the card?"

"Harold is a cage agent, and there should be a lot of money in it, otherwise we won't be in a hurry to turn around."

The burly man withdrew his feet and sat upright, pressed the magazine, thought for a moment, and shook his head.

"No.........I've seen his cage fight and angered him. If the whole boat adds a piece, he will throw it off the boat and feed the sharks."

"You can drug it...even if it doesn't work, he won't dare to do anything to us unless he wants to drift on the sea."

Huh~~

The man was obviously moved, and took a deep breath of the cigar and spit out thick smoke. He turned his face to look at his subordinate who was thinking about it, grinned, and his big furry hand patted his shoulder.

"Okay, you go and get him done."

The captain held the cigar again, looked at the back nodding and left, and his mouth was raised higher.

‘I will take the money to make, I will lose money, and I will take you to the top.’

The man who walked out received his approval and immediately went down to prepare. In the late night, in the name of midnight, the crew members who had served the meals before brought some potatoes, bread and clear water, gathered some confidants and axes to squat outside the cabin door, and watched the oriental man eat the food one by one through the crack of the door, and tightened his crotch of excitement.

It seemed as if I saw the golden card flying towards me with its wings flapping.

Then... Then...there were a few people squatting there and staring. Time gradually passed, looking at the tall figure outside the round window, without a sleepy look. The moon was under the sea level, my eyes were tired, holding my weapon and pecking my head bit by bit. When the slight light shone from the warehouse window to my closed eyes, I felt the warm red light, and I suddenly woke up and found that it was already bright.

Looking inside the crack in the door, the broad back was still sitting by the round window without moving, and grinning his hair with a frown, "This guy hasn't slept all night? Or did I give the medicine, the dosage is not enough?"

Is it a fake?!

The man took out a bottle of medicine from his arms, unscrewed the bottle cap, dipped it a little with his little finger, put it between his lips and sucked it, and smacked his lips. The subordinate next to him asked, "How is it?", "Is it fake?", and the snake's head shook twice, grabbed the shoulders of the person next to him, and squeezed out with his eyes bulging.

"Yes...really."

After the words fell, his legs stretched straight and fell straight into his arms, which caused panic and was carried back to him.

In the cabin, Wang Ruhu opened his eyes, twisted his neck, sat and slept all night, and became much more energetic, but his bones were a little sore and numb. He moved his hands, feet, and neck, and his whole body was crackling with bones.

Hearing the movement outside the cabin, he frowned.

“What are a bunch of people doing outside?”

After a moment, the footsteps left in a panic. Wang Ruhu couldn't figure out what they were busy with. He took the water next to him and took it, wrapped it in his mouth, "gululu" and swelled back and forth a few times, and spit it out of the corner.

When he turned around, the dirty little girl stood in front of him with her hands timidly holding a clean handkerchief and wiping her mouth.

"Thanks."

Wang Ruhu reached out to stroke his little head, took the handkerchief, smiled between his swagger, and stood on his smile. On the other side, the little girl was stunned, and turned around and threw herself into her mother's arms, shyly showing half of her little face.
Chapter completed!