Chapter 2 Almost fart--
I don't know how long it took, Liang Pengfei finally became conscious again. However, he felt pain and had a terrible headache, as if someone was pressing a big stone mill on his head, but he didn't have any strength all over his body. Not to mention moving, even if he raised his eyelids or squeezed his mouth, it was expected. Liang Pengfei can only listen to the unattainable behavior with his own ears.
Something was wrong. Liang Pengfei heard the turbulent waves in his ears, coupled with the shaking rhythm, which made Liang Pengfei, who had been escorting goods all over the world all year round, understand that he was on a ship.
"The head of the family, although the young master has left, you should also mourn." A lower voice sounded in my ear.
"It was fine just now. How did it become like this in a blink of an eye? My son, the white-haired man sends the black-haired man. Why is my life so hard for Liang Yuanxia..." Liang Pengfei felt someone jumping on his body and crying. The man was so heavy that he almost swallowed.
What the hell is going on? Liang Pengfei was completely confused. His father had long been sacrificed on the Vietnam battlefield. In less than two years, his mother also died in a car accident, and he was brought up by his father's comrade-in-arms. How could such a father come out?
Liang Pengfei endured the great pain and was thinking nonsense. The man who opened his mouth first just now said, "Come on, help the head of the family. Come here and take the last journey of the young master with me..."
It feels like someone came to lift themselves, several hands, lifted themselves up, and then put them on a flat bed? Above, and then I felt that I began to move.
The people talked while walking... Hearing this, Liang Pengfei couldn't help but be shocked. The young master in the mouth of these guys seemed to be himself, and they were discussing throwing themselves into the sea for burial.
Shit, no, where did these guys come from? They actually wanted to bury themselves at sea. Liang Pengfei gritted his teeth and accumulated strength. Finally, he reluctantly made a sound in the sway: "Let go of me..."
"Oh, Brother Liu, what are you talking about?" A guy who was lifting the board turned around and asked the other one. The man looked back and said, "Bullshit."
"But why do I feel that someone is talking?" The man was a little unwilling to tell himself. Unfortunately, no one listened to him, and no one heard Liang Pengfei's voice, which was not much louder than a mosquito.
The squinting eyes can already see that he is getting closer and closer to the stern of the ship. Liang Pengfei is really anxious. You are in your own state. In this state, he is in the water. When it is a weight, he will definitely die.
Finally, when those people raised Liang Pengfei and was about to throw them into the sea, Liang Pengfei finally roared in a hiss and said, "I said your grandmother's, put me down! ......"
The voice was so loud that the hands of the people carrying Liang Pengfei were soft and loose. Liang Pengfei felt that his body was light. Then, he saw that the blue sea was getting closer and closer to him. The impact with the sea made him almost unconscious again. After choking a mouthful of water, Yu Wang stimulated his last potential. His hands and feet could actually move. Although he was weak, he could at least let his head stick out of the sea. In his blurred vision, he saw someone running in a hurry, and many people jumped into the sea like dumplings, swimming quickly to his side, and those shouts, when a big hand held it tightly. When he took Liang Pengfei's arm, Liang Pengfei finally breathed a sigh of relief that he didn't have to die for the time being.
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It's very good and powerful. Liang Pengfei woke up again and his head was wrapped like an Indian A San. After seeing a group of guys with braids and foreheads, he thought he had met the scene of playing a braided drama. But soon, the reality broke Liang Pengfei's fantasy. He saw two injured people, and no one wanted to live. Cut off your hands and feet to shoot the war scene. The smell of blood, and the blood scab soaked on the cloth wrapped in the wound, even the best makeup artist, can't be so realistic. In addition, the muscles on those people and the scars on the skin exposed outside the clothes, their eyes inadvertently flowed. The overflowing trace of cold light like the tip of a knife, that momentum is not more than that of those mercenaries who have been wandering around the world all year round. Liang Pengfei, who had been mixed with those murderous soldiers all year round, instinctively calmed down. Obviously, this was definitely not a hospital, let alone fucking braided.
And the strong man who once cried with him in his arms was sitting in front of his bed with tears in his eyes and worriedly looking at Liang Pengfei with a dull expression and shocked eyes, that is, his only son.
"It seems that the young master just knocked the blown-out barrel fragments to death. It's nothing serious now." A little bit of medicine, in fact, a crew member who had been a clerk in the medical shop for a year pretended to touch the pulse and looked at Liang Pengfei, and then came to such a conclusion with some accuracy.
All the people squeezed in the cabin couldn't help rolling their eyes collectively, including Liang Pengfei himself, who couldn't wait to think of this inferior doctor who was more shameless than the old military doctor in Guangzhou. The middle-aged man, who claimed to be Liang Pengfei's father, suddenly turned pale and looked at the guy with the corners of his eyes: "Then why doesn't he recognize me?"
"Sir, don't worry, let the little one think about it, this..." The foot-holding doctor picked up the rat's beard and rolled his eyes. Liang Pengfei also realized a problem at this time. Just now, from the conversation between them and their clothes and weapons, Liang Pengfei came to a conclusion that he was not in the 21st century, but in the Qing Dynasty, that is to say, he was in the middle of the Qing Dynasty or the end of the Qing Dynasty.
And the identity of this old guy who claims to be his father is also quite suspicious. Just the thick callus on his hand, Liang Pengfei can be sure that this is definitely not a pair of hands dealing with accountants with abacus, sea merchants, pirates, or this guy may be a seaman and part-time pirate.
I have experienced countless hardships. The South American jungle, the South Asian jungle, the desert of Africa, the barren Gobi, and the Middle East is full of crises everywhere. I escaped the danger of death again and again with calmness and wit. I didn't expect that I would lose my horse and choking in the tofu bucket with my buttocks naked. Then, it was very dramatic. Crossed into this era.
"My son, poor thing, let the fragment hit my head, and I can't even recognize my father." Seeing Liang Pengfei's silent appearance for a long time, the middle-aged man couldn't help raising his hand and holding Liang Pengfei's hand, with tears.
"Bang!" With a crisp sound, the crowd in the room couldn't help shivering. Liang Pengfei and the middle-aged man were also shocked. It was actually the sound of a bald head standing in the crowd patting his head. Liang Pengfei couldn't help smashing his tongue secretly. Isn't this guy prone to self-abuse?
"The head of the family, oh no, my lord, Xiao seems to know what's going on." The bald-headed young man, who looked a little stunned, squeezed forward. There was a ferocious and eye-catching scar on his bare forehead. The sweat and blood stains on his strong muscles were intertwined, which made his whole body smell like a beast, but he showed a sense of naiveness to the middle-aged man. A flattering smile.
"Say if you have something to say, fart if you have to say!" The middle-aged man roared angrily. The guy scratched his head stupidly: "Master, last year, we went to Luzon in the sea. At that time, we met a fat foreign ship, which was full of heavy goods. When I copied them at that time, the little forehead was shot. Fortunately, I asked the master's wealth. My life was hard and I didn't die, but I was confused for several months. I'm afraid it was the young master..."
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