Hardcore crisis

"Wait, what did you say? Change course?"

Zhao Yihao almost thought he heard the wrong words. What does changing the route mean? Is it that easy to change course?

"Yes, you heard me right, I requested a change of route."

The young man seemed not to see the surprise on the faces of Zhao Yihao and others, and said to himself.

"Are you crazy? Why do you want us to change our route?" Shi Xin couldn't help laughing.

"With this...is it okay?"

The right hand that had been placed behind his back just now was taken out, and the smiles on everyone's faces completely froze. Zhao Yihao almost couldn't believe it when he saw that the young man was holding a pistol in his hand.

Yes, Zhao Yihao, who has traveled to many places, recognized the distinctive features of the 1911 pistol, which is extremely famous among small arms.

However, Shi Xin next to him reacted, and the smile that had just solidified instantly melted away, and he couldn't help laughing: "Damn, this guy came out with a toy gun and actually wanted to scare us. Is he a fool?"

"Ha ha."

The crew members couldn't help but laugh, thinking that the other party just took a toy gun. To be honest, gun control in the country is so strict. Although these people have committed murder and robbery several times, they have never come into close contact with a gun. So what? can be identified.

Just as Shi Xin was laughing, before Zhao Yihao could stop him, there was a sudden gunshot, and with Shi Xin's scream, everyone was shocked to see blood pouring from Shi Xin's thigh. It flowed out and stained my pants red in a few strokes.

"Do you still think this is just a toy gun?"

The young man's arms were pointed straight forward, pointing the gun at everyone.

Now who dares to think that this young man is holding a toy gun? Damn it, it is actually a real gun!

Zhao Yihao gritted his teeth in horror and horror, never expecting that such a turn of events would occur. So that at this moment, facing the dark muzzle of the gun, I didn't know how to deal with it.

"I wonder, Captain Zhao, he just said he wanted to entertain me well. What kind of hospitality is it?"

The young man looked calm: "I'm a little curious now."

"Ahem...misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding."

Zhao Yihao waved his hand quickly. Feeling scared and embarrassed: "It's really just a misunderstanding. By the way, you said you want to change the route, of course you can. We have absolutely no problem."

"Is there no problem now, or will there be a problem in the future?"

"There is no problem, absolutely no problem. No matter how long it takes, we will serve our customers."

Faced with a gun pointed at his head, who the hell dares to say there is a problem? Zhao Yihao looked sad and didn't dare to talk nonsense, which was in sharp contrast to the image just now. The other crew members nearby had no intention of despising Zhao Yihao. In fact, their performance was not much different. Seeing Shi Xin screaming and falling to the ground with blood on his thigh, they were too frightened to help him. He stood aside timidly, fearing that the young man would shoot again.

"Get the boatswain out first to stop the bleeding. Don't die here."

The young man turned his gun towards Zhao Yihao, "Now, go to the cab."

"Okay, okay. No problem, Ah Hong. What are you still doing? Didn't you hear the order? Help me away quickly."

Zhao Yihao shouted sternly to express his attitude, and then with a flattering look on his face, he bowed his head and invited the young man to come to the cab with him.

"Brother Zhao, what are you..."

After walking around the passage, the two oncoming crew members looked puzzled at Zhao Yihao walking in front, while the "customer fat sheep" followed behind, looking relaxed and calm, not looking like he was tied up at all. And what about the rest?

"Hey, this big fat sheep..."

"Shut up, everyone!"

Zhao Yihao was startled. He was really afraid that these two idiots would disturb the person behind him. Then he imitated Shi Xin and shot himself in the thigh. He shouted hurriedly and forced the two crew members to give him a blow in the middle of their words. Swallowed.

No matter how unresponsive the crew members were, they still felt that something was wrong. Let alone other things, have they ever seen their captain treat others with such an attitude? It's almost like you don't treat your ancestors so carefully.

After stopping the two trash crew members, Zhao Yihao turned around and said with a flattering smile: "Mr. Lu, please, please."

Looking back, Zhao Yihao discovered that the other party had put away the gun at some point and hid it somewhere... Even though there was no direct threat from the gun, Zhao Yihao still did not dare to be careless or relax. Are you sure this person will pull out a pistol instantly? This is not a movie. He doesn't have the confidence to compare whether he can subdue others faster or whether others can draw guns faster.

Therefore, he honestly led the young man to the cabin, then unfolded the map and stood respectfully waiting for instructions.

"here!"

The young man pointed his hand and said: "Change the route and go to Fiji, then to the Tasman Sea."

"Go to Fiji and go to the Tasman Sea?"

Zhao Yihao was stunned. The Tasman Sea is the sea between Australia and New Zealand. What are you doing there? Or is it that this guy didn't want to smuggle into Chile, but instead smuggled into New Zealand?

His doubts were bound to go unanswered, and because the young man had no intention of explaining, he was asked to change the route.

"By the way, don't try to deceive me."

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man took out a gun again from nowhere and fired another shot into the thigh of a sailor who was approaching quietly.

The scream was unbearable to watch. The crew member who fell to the ground hugged his thigh. The pale faces of the two crew members behind him made their legs tremble even more.

"You idiots, who told you to come in?"

Zhao Yihao was angry and anxious. He angrily yelled at the cabin door, then turned and begged: "Mr. Lu, they are not sensible. Please forgive me. I promise here that I will never do anything to deceive you." Come."

"That's good, Captain Zhao. I believe you are a smart man and will not do anything irreparably stupid...but the same cannot be said for your crew, so for the sake of everyone, you'd better restrain yourself. crew, otherwise if something happens, don’t blame me for not explaining it to you in advance.”

"Yes, yes, yes, I understand. You are right. I will arrange everything properly according to your instructions."

Zhao Yihao was really scared. This god of plague really didn't have any warning before he started to attack. He didn't even react just now. It was as if this god of plague had an extra eye, and one of the crew members' thighs was crippled with one shot. After receiving such a shot, one can imagine how it would take a month or two to recover.

"Captain Zhao, don't worry too much. I'm easy to talk to. As long as everyone cooperates happily, I will still pay you the rest of the money when we get to the destination."

He reached out and patted Zhao Yihao on the shoulder. The young man always looked calm, as if it was not him who fired the two shots but someone else. His indifference made Zhao Yihao scared.

This guy is definitely not a simple person! He simply made a mistake and provoked an incredible guy.

"Okay, I'm going back to the cabin. There's nothing special to do. I don't want anyone to disturb me."

"Yes, yes, I won't ask anyone to disturb you." Zhao Yihao nodded one after another. He had never bent his waist so low in his life.

But at this time, he had to nod and bow down in front of a young man, completely losing his self-esteem. It was impossible to say that he had no resentment in his heart, but if he wanted to take action immediately just for the sake of mere resentment, it would be better to throw it aside. Bar.

Self-esteem doesn't matter when your life is at stake.

After seeing the young man finish speaking, he returned along the original route. Zhao Yihao froze in the cab for a long time, feeling cold sweat pouring down his back, and couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao."

First mate Zhang Yonghe ran in with a few people, his face was very ugly, he had obviously seen the crew member who had been shot twice.

"how's it going?"

Seeing Zhang Yonghe, Zhao Yihao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Knowing that Zhao Yihao was not asking about the physical condition of the injured crew member, Zhang Yonghe nodded and said: "I went back and didn't come out again."

"Oh, that's good, that's good." (To be continued ~^~)