The suitability of the fishing system and the uncle attack

"let me go……!"

Shen Qingchi firmly grasped the guardrail with both hands. Half of his body was already outside the guardrail, and he was about to fall a little further. When he looked down, he saw the sea surface illuminated by lights, and the sound of the waves was infinitely amplified. The originally docile sea seemed to have become cold and ruthless at this moment.

If you fall from this height, even if you fall into the water, you will definitely fall to your death!

Shen Qingchi only felt his body temperature being taken away by the sea breeze, his hands and feet became icy cold, and his blood rushed straight up his head. He didn't even have time to think about who the person behind him was, and what kind of blood feud he had with him to put him to death. He just wanted to break free quickly. , Hurry up and stay away from this edge of life and death.

But he couldn't break free at all.

The people behind pushed him forward desperately, and he could only hold on to the railing to hold on. Once he let go, he would definitely fall off the boat immediately.

He struggled to a stalemate with the other party, almost shouting at the end of his voice: "Help——!"

"Shen Qingchi!"

The sudden sound was like a sharp blade piercing through the fog, which revived Shen Qingchi, who was about to despair, and he shouted for help: "Help... ah!"

Before he could finish the sentence "Save me", the person behind him pushed him forward violently as if he was getting angry, the short stalemate was suddenly broken, Shen Qingchi couldn't hold on to the railing anymore, his center of gravity leaned forward, and his whole body leaned forward. Planted outside the deck.

……Oops.

He wouldn't want to explain like that!

If he dies in this novel world, will he return to the real world, or...will he die directly? !

The fear of death enveloped him, and he could clearly feel the feeling that his fingers could not grasp the railing and slipped a little bit from it, and all the thoughts in his mind receded due to the fear, leaving only a blank space.

The moment his hand slipped completely, Shen Fang finally arrived, he knocked the assailant away, and grabbed Shen Qingchi's wrist.

The next second, a huge falling force came, and the right hand was forced to bear the weight of a person. The violent tearing sensation brought unspeakable pain. He almost failed to catch it, and decisively used his left hand, and then Clenched Shen Qingchi's wrist once.

All this actually happened in just 2 minutes, because there was a celebration tonight, the security personnel on the cruise basically maintained order in the masquerade venue, and only a few tourists who were relatively close heard Shen Qingchi He called for help, but couldn't figure out what happened.

It wasn't until Shen Fang rushed up to save people that someone finally reacted and shouted: "Someone has fallen!"

The nearest tourists ran to them, wanting to help, and some immediately dialed the helpline on the cruise ship, and some rushed directly to the venue, wanting to call security.

Seeing Shen Qingchi being caught by Shen Fang, the assailant almost went mad, his face was covered by a mask, but his eyes were extremely cold and fierce, he was panting unwillingly, as if he had exhausted his physical strength, and had no strength to bring Shen Fang along with him. pushed down.

But he didn't want to give up like this. Suddenly, he took out a fruit knife.

The bright blade reflects cold light, frightening tourists who want to come to help.Holding the knife, he approached Shen Fang from behind, raised it high, and then stabbed hard.

The sound of the blade piercing the flesh was drowned out by the sound of the waves.

From the deck came the screams of tourists.

Shen Qingchi didn't know what happened up there, he was hanging outside the guardrail, only relying on the grasped wrist to keep himself from falling into the sea, Shen Fang grasped too hard, making him feel that his bones were about to be squeezed Broken, the pain made him weak all over, and he was powerless to save himself, so he could only try not to struggle, so as not to cause trouble for the other party.

But suddenly he heard screams.

He hasn't fallen yet, so it's definitely not because of him, but what happened on the deck?

That person...isn't he still gone?

Did he do something to Shen Fang?

Shen Qingchi tried his best to raise his head, but he couldn't see anything except Shen Fang's upper body sticking out of the guardrail.

The mask blocked his vision, so he threw it off, stretched out his other movable hand, and tried to reach up, trying to grab the bottommost guardrail.

The screams on the deck sounded again, almost trembling with a different tune: "Killer... Come on!"

The assailant had a knife in his hand, and no one dared to step forward for a while. Seeing that the knife had gone down and Shen Fang hadn't let go, he grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled it out forcefully.

The fruit knife with only the handle exposed brought out a string of blood beads. The blood quickly spread and dyed the clothes red.

Shen Fang frowned.

He didn't care about the person who wanted to stab him to death with a knife, and didn't even make a sound. He withdrew his right hand that couldn't exert force, put his arm on the railing as a support, and tried his best to pull Shen Qingchi up.

It is not easy to forcefully pull up a person whose body is completely suspended in the air. Even though Shen Qingchi is very light, he only has one hand to exert force. He pulled the person up little by little, and then there was a chill on his back—— —the knife stabbed him a second time.

Shen Qingchi was lifted a little by him, and his hand finally grasped the guardrail. He tried his best to adjust his posture in mid-air, looking for a point of strength, kicked the hull of the boat with his feet, and tried to climb up.

The guardrails on the cruise ship are all inward-facing, and the possibility of a person accidentally falling off the guardrail and falling into the sea is very low, but it is much easier for him to climb in if he is outside the guardrail.

He was about to climb up, hooked his arms around the railing, and successfully hung himself back on the railing. At the same time, he also saw the situation on the deck and saw the person standing behind Shen Fang.

This was the first time he saw that person's face. Although the person was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly, he still felt that this person was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

He climbed onto the boat with both hands and feet, and felt his clothes being grabbed by Shen Fang, so he jumped up with this force, and half of his body turned back into the guardrail.

I saw the assailant twist his wrist violently, and at the same time, Shen Fang's uncontrollable moan came from his ear, and the force holding him suddenly loosened.

Fearing that he would fall again, Shen Qingchi climbed over the guardrail with all his might and fell on the deck.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of light, and a red light from the knife broke into his field of vision. He raised his head and saw blood dripping from the tip of the knife.

The nose smelled of blood.

Shen Qingchi's scalp went numb, and he couldn't care less about the pain from the fall, he struggled to get up from the ground.

The fruit knife went half a circle in the flesh, and the sharp pain hit his mind. Shen Fang's eyes went dark, and he almost passed out.

An indescribable feeling of weakness surged all over his body, and his body was completely exhausted. Hearing the sound of Shen Qingchi falling on the deck, no matter how hard he was to stand still, he knelt down slowly against the guardrail. Immediately after his mouth and nose became hot, blood rushed out out.

The assailant drew the knife too hard just now, and he also took a few steps back. When he saw Shen Fang kneeling down, he seemed to get excited, and rushed forward to continue to make up the knife.

Shen Qingchi struggled to get up, and slammed into him from the side. Both of them had reached the limit of their physical strength, and they both fell under the impact. The hand of the man holding the knife hit the deck, and the knife was thrown out.

And the mask on his face fell off at the same time, Shen Qingchi finally saw his face clearly - Shen Jing!

Why is he on this boat? !

Shen Qingchi had no time to think, he couldn't restrain Shen Jing with his strength, so he could only press on him desperately, trying to restrain him with his body weight, preventing him from getting up.

Shen Jing stretched out his arm to reach for the knife that fell not far away, but Shen Qingchi pressed his hand firmly to prevent him from reaching, and the two fell into a stalemate again.

A few frightened tourists wanted to go forward but didn't dare to go forward. The person who ran to call for help hadn't come back yet. Shen Qingchi felt alone and helpless. He tried his best to nurse, but Shen Jing His hand was still getting closer and closer to the knife.

Can't be taken by him...

Suddenly, he felt a tightness around his neck and lightness in his body. He was lifted from the ground by someone pulling his hoodie. He turned around and found that it was Shen Fang.

The mask on Shen Fang's face was also gone, he wiped off the blood on the corners of his nose and lips, lifted Shen Qingchi aside and put it down, and stepped on it a second before Shen Jing could reach the knife.

Shen Jing let out a heart-piercing cry, Shen squatted down in front of him, and crushed his hand with the sole of his shoe.

The blood that had been wiped off the lips reappeared and fell drop by drop on the ground, but Shen Fang didn't seem to care, the brilliance in his black eyes was almost scalding.

He laughed out loud, seeing this man who was once so powerful that he had to compromise, screaming in embarrassment in front of him, and called out to that hideously hideous face, "Brother."

Shen Jing stopped shouting, and he looked at Shen Fang with unwillingness, anger, fear and pain written in his eyes.

Shen Fang gradually put away his smile, and he clasped the back of Shen Jing's head with one hand, forcing him to look up.

In the next second, he pressed down with more force.

Shen Jing's head hit the deck with a "boom".

He groaned in pain, followed by a second.

third tone.

The dull physical impact made people shudder. Shen Qingchi fell to the ground and couldn't move because he was exhausted. Looking at Shen Fang, a chill crawled up his spine.

He seemed to see a sharp knife out of its sheath. The sharp knife was covered in blood, but it was brilliant.

He saw Shen Fang pick up the knife, and said to Shen Jing, "Do you want it?"

The voice was laughing, almost peaceful, as if it was really just a friendly greeting between brothers.

At the same time as the words fell, Shen Fang was already holding the knife that was stained with his own blood, and stabbed fiercely at the side of Shen Jing's neck.

"...Uncle!" Shen Qingchi blurted out.

Shen Fang's hand stopped in mid-air, the sharp tip of the knife had pierced Shen Jing's skin, and blood flowed out.

His eyes trembled slightly, as if he was struggling fiercely, then he took a step back, stabbed the fruit knife hard to the ground, pierced through Shen Jing's hand, and deeply embedded in the gap of the deck.

"You deserve it," he said.

Amidst Shen Jing's mournful screams, the security guards on the cruise ship finally arrived.

Shen Fang stood up, but staggered a bit. He seemed to be unable to support his seriously injured body anymore. The clothes on his back were already soaked in blood, and scattered blood stains were sprinkled on the deck, reflecting the lights.

He covered his mouth and coughed violently.

He choked blood from his mouth and nose, spilling out from between his fingers.

His figure was on the verge of falling, Shen Qingchi climbed up again with difficulty, rushed to his side and tried to support him: "Shen Fang!"

Shen Fang bent down, knelt on the ground, coughed up more blood, and was unable to respond to him anymore.

Shen Qingchi panicked completely, he shouted to the surrounding crowd: "Doctor, is there a doctor! Where is the doctor on board?!"

Shen Fang's consciousness began to blur. He heard Shen Qingchi's voice and felt Shen Qingchi was beside him. The last string of tension was broken, and his body tilted and fell forward.

Shen Qingchi hugged him: "Uncle!"