Evil Awe-Inspiring

The waves crashed, and at night, the moonlight shone on the sea, and the infinite scale flashed.

I sat at the stern of the boat, listening to the roar of the wheels, looking at the distance, a little dazed.

There is a bottle of wine next to it, and the packaging label on it is in foreign languages, and it is not in English. I can't figure out what it is. The bottle of wine was flipped out of the trunk in the cabin.

It's late at midnight, because we arrived a day early, for security reasons. We also sailed offshore a day in advance. The destination of this trip was Hainan Island in China.

In order to cover up, the boat did not turn on the lights, Lao Jiang was sailing-Lao Jiang was the one who connected to us. He only claimed to be Jiang, but his name was unknown. This person looks cold, happy and easy to fight, and he has a ignorant attitude to anyone, but he is very capable in doing things, and he has prepared all the work, water, food, boats within an hour.

There is a positioning system on board. He is at the helm and is using this steamship to take us out of Vietnam.

According to him, this channel is often used by him and should be safe.

After a day of running, everyone was a bit tired. At night, the group of guys pulled out a box of wine from the cabin and drank it happily. The old Jiang frowned slightly, but he didn't touch the wine.

I finally left Vietnam, and a series of things I experienced in Vietnam this time, I can't help feeling a little bit of emotion when I think about it now. There is always an inexplicable complex taste. I lifted the bottle of wine by myself, and just sat at the stern of the boat, blowing the sea breeze, sipping slowly.

The strong wine entrance is flush. The spicy taste quickly burned my blood, but my heart was inexplicably confused ...

This boat is not big, and it slightly shakes on the sea surface. It seems that we can reach Hainan Island tomorrow morning as long as we don't encounter big storms. We will then pass some special documents there and then return to Canada.

Both the mixed-race girls and sisters were a little weak, and they were greatly frightened. After waking up, she hugged her sister tightly. To those rough and bold guys around me. There was an instinct alert in the little girl's eyes, but for me, she still kept a very close attitude. Both of the sisters were a little tired, and had already rested in the cabin at night.

As for Qiao Qiao, she drank alone and knocked down Siro and three other men. I'm probably sleeping now.

I sighed ... I was really heavy.

Back to ... Canada?

I smiled, picked up the bottle, and poured the last bit of wine into my mouth. I shook the bottle and hurled it into the sea.

A whole bottle of spirits went down, I was slightly dizzy, and when I was about to stand up, I heard a very calm voice from behind: "Sit by the boat and drink, aren't you afraid of falling?"

I looked back and saw the wood standing behind me. Don't know when it came.

I realized that I might really be drunk. At least if I am awake, it is impossible for anyone to come behind me, I have not noticed.

The wood sat down slowly and sat beside me. He also held a bottle of wine in his hand, took a sip himself, and then handed it to me.

"Talk?" He glanced at me, and there seemed to be something I couldn't guess.

"Oh?" I smiled and looked at my friend: "You want to talk to me? God, don't you hate talking the most? Wood?"

Wood smiled. In fact, he was a very attractive man, especially when he laughed. There is a feeling of snow and ice being melted by the spring wind. It's just a pity that he usually laughs too little, and the appearance of frosty woods hides most of his charm.

"Little Five." Mu said, "We are friends, right."

"Of course." I nodded immediately. "You and Azer ... Well, and Jojo, you are my best friends."

Mu Tzu was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "What about now? "

I glanced at him for a moment and didn't understand what he meant.

"Jojo." Wood pierced my cover in two short words.

Yes ... Jojo.

Jojo's attitude towards me is somewhat different now. And after so many other factors have been incorporated ... Is she still a pure friendship ...

Wood smiled, but he didn't seem to plan to continue discussing this with me.

He took a sip of his head and gave me the bottle again. The two of us were holding a wine bottle like this, you sip me and sip, no one speaks, and drinks for a long time.

"Little Five, remember when we first met?"

"First time ..." I was a little stunned, the alcohol was burning my last bit of sober consciousness, and then I fell into the memory ...

…………

About three years ago, think, three years or four years? I forgot.

It was in a bar in Nanjing. I remember that day, it seemed to be twelve in the evening. There were not many people in the bar. I sat alone at the bar and saw a young, handsome man in the distance. A girl whispered something, the girl was crying as she said it, and suddenly she fell on the man's neck and yelled at him, looking angry.

I vaguely, seeing the girl I seemed to know, as if a friend I knew in the bar. The girl is very beautiful and often mingles in this bar and knows her head well. To be honest, I don't have a deep relationship with her. But after all, it was my acquaintance. I saw her crying, as if Fei had been bullied by Ku ’s first man.

Originally, I didn't want to care about this kind of **** between men and women, and it had nothing to do with me.

At this time, a man walked into the bar and it was wood. He was wearing a very old brocade coat that night, very clean and calm, walked to the bar, slowly took out his wallet, and bought a dozen bottles of wine in one breath ... ".

Such a move made me look a little bit. I didn't understand why a man ran to the bar in the middle of the night and bought a dozen bottles of spirits in one go.

As soon as I looked at him, he saw me too, at that time the glance of the wood just swept from my face.

I've always been interested in this strange person and was about to talk to him. Someone behind me shot me. It was the girl. She looked sobbing and crying, with an expression of resentment, and a little bit of alcohol, she cried to me. It probably means that she was bullied by a man, and I, as her "brother", wanted to help her to teach the man a good lesson.

At that time, I had some inexplicable feelings. I was unfamiliar with this girl. As for the name of "brother", I did not deny that she called my younger brother ... But at that time, more people called me "little younger brother" Already. And I know very well that this girl is not a good family woman ... nonsense, really good girl, who would mix in the bar every night until midnight. This girl is better than at least seven or eight men in the bar and is also a "player" in nightlife.

But a girl of that kind was crying, and an acquaintance I knew said she was bullied by a man ... and the man was not far away.

I was sensible at that time, but just shouted the man who was not far away, and when he came to me, I asked calmly, "Did you bully her?"

"No." He answered me in a calm tone at the time: "If men and women break up after they go to bed is" bullying, "there are thousands of couples breaking up every day in the world ..."

I didn't say anything. I glanced at the girl. The girl was very resentful at the time, refuting loudly, saying that she had been deceived by him, and it was the man who had cheated her into bed ...

Honestly I didn't want to fight that night, but the man's words later provoked me.

"Why do men and women have to suffer after going to bed?" He smiled calmly on his face: "I did go to bed with her, but this kind of thing is a matter for two people. Why do men and women go to bed? When I get to bed, is the man taking advantage of the woman? I also said that she took advantage of me! Who stipulated this statement? Is it stipulated by the law? "The happy girl hit him with a glance at the girl:" I Things with her ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Everyone has paid, it is not spiritual or spiritual, our pay is equal. After the breakup of most couples in this world, all women cry and think that it is the woman who loses ... ... who defines this standard? "

I can't answer it. Honestly, I even think what this guy said is hard to refute.

But at this moment, the girl suddenly said, "No! I'm pregnant, so he abandoned me ..."

The next thing is much simpler.

Anyway, this girl is barely a friend I know, and this man is a stranger to me. In my fifth grade, I encountered this kind of thing ... plus I drank at night, and I was a little drunk.

So, the first reaction was ... give this guy a punch!

Unsurprisingly, I knocked this man down with one punch. He didn't say anything. He punched me and took a few steps back, but didn't resist. I walked up and grabbed him, just as I raised his collar and squeezed his fist in the other hand, ready to continue teaching him, the wood next to him said: "Wait."