Chapter 601 Shipwreck
A pair of bloody hands suddenly emerged from the water, blood dripping from the palms. The big hands with distinct joints firmly grasped the long wooden pole. With a strong squeeze and pull, the long-handled knife broke free from the fisherman's hands like a snake.
But Bloody Hand's purpose was not limited to this. The long-handled knife in his hand completely changed its style. It was no longer a tool for killing fish, but more like a dancing spear. The shaft broke through the air and hit the fisherman's waist directly, and finally pressed down violently.
“Plop!”
The huge sound of falling into the water scared everyone.
“Ghost!”
A fisherman who saw the bloody hand screamed in fear, shouting that there was a mountain ghost. He took a few steps, stepped into the air and fell off the boat, also falling into the water.
Bloody water splashed everywhere.
After two people fell into the water one after another, the rest of the people started to panic, not even figuring out what was going on.
Mountain ghost?
What kind of mountain ghost is this? Is there anyone who believes in ghost stories that trick children into falling asleep?
But no one can understand the current situation.
First there was a burst of gunfire which was horrifying enough, then there was the bloody hand, and now someone has fallen into the water. The fishermen who were still casting their nets were terrified and dared not move, as if there was a great white shark hiding under the bloody water, waiting to devour its prey.
Bifang put his feet under the fishing boat, as if squatting. Then he grabbed the edge of the boat with both hands and pushed hard. Then he swam towards the deep water like an arrow.
The other fishermen could only see a black shadow flowing under the bloody water, like a big fish, but when they rubbed their eyes and looked again, the black shadow had disappeared.
"What, what is it?"
"Shark?"
"No, not a shark."
“Boom!”
A strange knocking sound came from under the wooden boat, and the water surface shook slightly.
The fisherman yelled, "What's that noise?"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A regular knocking sound came from under the boat. The fishermen on the boat panicked and thrust their long knives into the sea with all their might.
The water in Dolphin Bay is shallow, and the fishing boats here are different from the fishing boats outside that use long poles. They are large flat wooden boats.
Bifang came under a fishing boat, raised the long-handled knife he had just disarmed, flexed his muscles, and stabbed hard at the bottom of the boat.
Perhaps because he had killed too many dolphins, the wooden-handled spear in his hand was unexpectedly blunt, and when it hit the bottom of the boat, it sounded similar to those of the fishermen hitting their long poles.
Matsumoto Kiyonaga's pistol didn't hit him at all, and Bifang was still in his best condition at this moment.
If an ordinary person holds a gun more than fifteen meters away, the hit rate will be less than 10%. Even for professionally trained personnel, the hit rate will be less than 30%.
The most critical thing is that the resistance in water is 800 times that in the air. The AK47 bullet can only move forward 1.5 meters when fired into the water.
Matsumoto Kiyonaga and others used the Japanese police standard P230, which Japan also modified. Generally speaking, it is a pistol with only slightly stronger firepower than a revolver.
It's not very powerful, and it's simply impossible to hit a target that already has an angle deviation due to refraction and is blocked by water resistance.
Accompanied by the strange knocking sounds, the fishermen dared not move. The dolphins that were originally forced into the Dolphin Bay finally got a chance to breathe. They struggled hard and huge waves of blood splashed on everyone.
"Dolphins! Catch the dolphins! They are trying to escape! Pull the net, pull the net quickly!"
A bearded, obviously older fisherman dived into the sea and pulled up the fishing net that was almost broken by the dolphins.
The dolphins' special body structure allows them to move forward but not backward, so once they are entangled in fishing nets, they are almost doomed to be unable to escape.
Bifang gritted his teeth underwater, but still felt exhausted.
From the time he entered the water to the present time when he was chiseling the boat, he had not gone to the surface to breathe. The wooden boards on the bottom of the boat had turned into sawdust, with only the last bit left.
Bifang pumped his lungs and exhaled a breath of waste gas. It was difficult to gain leverage in the water , so he could only rely on the strength of his waist and abdomen. In order to make it easier to swim, he had already taken off his shirt. As the muscles in his upper body surged, the bullet muscles on both sides of his ribs rose and fell like shark gills, accumulating invisible power that was eventually transferred to his arms.
Bang!
A long silver blade with rust spots pierced the bottom of the boat, and blood-red sea water flowed out through the hole.
As the hole appeared in the fishing boat, the audience's lungs seemed to open up and they breathed in fresh air in big gulps. From the moment he jumped into the sea to now, every frame is a climax.
The fishermen on the boat looked at this scene with horror: "Ah! The boat is broken! The boat is broken!"
Bifang pried the whole board open with great force, and gurgling water gushed out instantly.
Grasping the broken edge, the hole in the entire wooden boat became bigger and bigger, and soon most of it was submerged. The fishermen on the boat had no choice but to jump into the sea.
Bifang grabbed the wooden board of the sinking ship, stood up from the sea, quickly expelled the exhaust gas, took a deep breath, and his tired muscles quickly recovered.
Then it sank again.
Soon, strange knocking sounds were heard from the bottom of another fishing boat, and then the second fishing boat began to sink.
The fishermen shouted "mountain ghost" and jumped into the water, fleeing to the shore.
More and more dolphins broke free from the fishing nets. The fishermen tried to control the fleeing dolphins, but were thrown into the sea.
At this moment, a hole was drilled in the third fishing boat. A sturdy fisherman became ruthless, clenched his spear and stabbed at the black shadow in the water, causing the audience to scream.
Although the blood blocked his vision, Bifang had been observing carefully. He rolled in the water along the direction of the spear's attack, flexibly avoiding the spear that was inserted into the water. When the spear was about to be retracted, he grabbed the long pole with his backhand, stepped on the edge of the boat, and pulled hard. The fisherman who was holding the spear was accidentally pulled into the water.
The other tried to escape, but the next moment he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. The round-headed wooden pole hit his spleen quickly, accurately and fiercely. Even without the gun tip, the huge force still hurt him so much that he lost the ability to even scream. He knelt down in , sweating profusely.
A long, nimble arm wrapped around the fisherman's head and flipped him over into the sea. Bloody waves appeared again, like a rose blooming on the seabed.
All the fishermen screamed and stabbed with their spears. By chance, one of them stabbed a dolphin and shouted excitedly that he had conquered the mountain ghost. But the next moment, he was thrown into the sea by the sudden appearance of the "blood man".
In just ten minutes, the entire Dolphin Bay was in chaos. The trainers who were waiting to collect their fish on the shore took advantage of the chaos to escape, while the fishermen's relatives were afraid of the previous gunshots and the "mountain ghosts" they mentioned, and did not dare to approach easily.
In such a situation, Bifang was allowed to do whatever he wanted. Three of the six fishing boats in the entire Dolphin Bay sank to the bottom of the water.
The people who were still banging long poles outside Dolphin Bay looked at the people who were in a mess, covered in blood, and like a group of demons dancing wildly, and for a moment they forgot what to do.
The wall of sound disappeared, and dozens of dolphins took the opportunity to rush past the fishing boat.
The older captain grabbed the long pole and yelled at them to pick up the hammer, pick up the hammer.
Fei Niao stared blankly at the scene in front of him. For some reason, he felt a sense of relief and pleasure in his heart.
