Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

The cheering crew members and sailors were stunned. Was the cheating so obvious?

Dabao raised his head, showing his big white teeth, smiling as if he was poisoned. He narrowed his eyes and said,

"Three Ones, Leopard, I win! Now, your heads are mine..."

Before he finished speaking, he swung the short knife in his hand, and Koizumi Jiro's head flew into the air, and a stream of blood spurted out like a fountain.

Everyone screamed in fear and backed away desperately. Dabao jumped up and stabbed the knife in his hand into the neck of a crew member.

He flipped his wrist and the crew member's neck was cut open. The crew member covered his neck and desperately grabbed the people around him, but he couldn't catch anyone.

All the people were so scared that they ran to the door, but the door had been tied up with an iron chain by Dabao. It was wishful thinking for them, who were unarmed, to open the chain.

Some crew members were clever. While Dabao was chasing others, they ran to the kitchen, where there were spatulas and knives that could be used to pry open the chains.

This person just followed the crowd. One person ran to the kitchen, and then everyone ran to the kitchen.

The kitchen on the boat was not small, but it could not accommodate more than a dozen people. Dabao sneered as he watched the rest of the people rush into the kitchen.

He slowly walked to the kitchen door, wiped his dagger with his bloody clothes, and looked at the chaotic Japanese soldiers with disdain.

The Japanese soldiers were all trying to grab kitchen knives, sharp knives and axes. Those who couldn't grab any even started cursing.

"Baga Yalu, I was the one who grabbed it first! Fujii, give me the kitchen knife back!"

"What? You're dreaming!"

The two people started fighting. In extreme panic, the man would lose his temper, not knowing who was the enemy and who was the friend, and would attack indiscriminately.

Now these dozen people are like this,

A dozen people started fighting, and Dabao was stunned. What was going on? Dog bite dog?

These people almost all had weapons in their hands, but they were just some kitchen knives and sharp knives, and some of them were holding large spoons. What was even more amazing was that one guy didn't get anything, so he had no choice but to pick up a tuna.

The fight lasted for several minutes, and almost everyone was injured, except the guy holding the tuna.

Suddenly someone noticed Dabao, and he started shouting wildly,

"Kill him! Only by killing him can we survive!"

The dozen or so people woke up at that moment, they shouted and rushed towards Dabao.

Dabao spat on the ground and cursed contemptuously.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Before he finished cursing, he slit the throat of a crew member.

Another round of killing began. In less than ten minutes, everyone was lying in a pool of blood.

It was a massacre, with no injured survivors, because Dabao only attacked two places, one was the throat, and the other was the heart.

Ever since he saw the women and children locked in cages like dogs at the bottom of the cabin, Dabao never thought of giving these beasts a chance to live.

Originally, he wanted to get everyone onto the lifeboat, and whether they could survive depended on God's will. Now, he only had one thought:

The dead devils are the good devils...

He cut the chain with a knife and pushed open the hatch. Blood was already flowing inside. Dabao looked back. At this moment, in the ship's restaurant, there was only a parrot hanging on the wall, screaming desperately.

"Bagayalu! Bagayalu!"

Dabao slowly walked towards the top cabin. Those who lived on the top cabin were all important people on the ship.

Dabao came to the deck first. The sea was windy and rainy, with lightning and thunder from time to time. The sound of wind and rain on the sea was deafening.

The rain washed away the blood stains on Dabao's body. Dabao climbed up the gangway step by step and walked towards the top cabin.

In the captain's cabin, Jiro Sakagawa was still drinking. He had been indulging in alcohol and sex for many years, and his body had collapsed. Facing the girl tied to the bed,

He was still brewing his emotions, waiting for his body to react. The wine he drank was medicinal wine, which would take some time.

Sakagawa Jiro turned his head, and a deafening thunderclap and a flash of lightning illuminated the gangway.

He was horrified to see a man in black walking up the gangway step by step, holding a short knife with a cold gleam in his hand.

He lowered his head slightly, his sharp eyes staring at himself, and the two people's eyes met.

Sakagawa Jiro actually had a shameful reaction. He couldn't help but look out the porthole. There was another flash of lightning, and he found that the man in black was actually not very old.

He was smiling at me with his big teeth bared.

Dabao looked at Jiro Sakagawa in the porthole. Judging from his uniform, he must be the captain of the ship. He just didn't know if it was the guy named Zhongshan.

He stared at Sakagawa Jiro, raised his left hand, and slowly stroked it across his neck, then raised his eyebrows, full of provocation.

Sakagawa Jiro was furious. He rushed to the table, opened the drawer, and took out a Browning pistol. He opened the hatch while panting and shouted to the corridor,

"Enemy! Enemy!" (There is an enemy)

There was a commotion in the cabin immediately. The first mate of the ship was the Italian. He had just raped two women and was feeling very proud when he heard the captain's shout. He quickly grabbed his pistol and rushed out.

Then rushed out of the cabin were the three mates, the chief engineer, the first engineer, the second engineer, and the third engineer, all holding pistols in their hands.

These people had no idea what was going on and looked at the captain in confusion.

Just as Jiro Sakagawa was about to speak, Dabao appeared in the corridor. However, he threw away the dagger because he saw through his consciousness that these guys were holding guns, so he changed to an AK47. Now he felt mentally balanced.

Sakagawa Jiro looked at Dabao in horror. He had just seen him holding a knife? How did he change it to a gun? This was too unethical.

Before he could come to his senses, the AK47 in Dabao's hand started firing. There was no escape in the cabin corridor.

Bullets rained down like raindrops. In just a moment, all the people were knocked down. Facing the AK47, the guns in their hands were like toys. They had no time to fire.

Dabao loaded up another magazine of bullets, whistling as he continued to shoot at each of them along the corridor. This time he shot at their foreheads.

Sakagawa Jiro was hit by three bullets. He raised his hand with difficulty and said to Dabao who was walking slowly towards him,

"Please spare my life. I have money. I can give you a lot of money. Please don't kill me..."

Dabao curled his lips.

"I hate it most when people throw money at me, as if you are richer than me!" He pulled the trigger, and half a magazine of bullets turned Sakagawa Jiro into a hornet's nest...

Dabao put away his gun, looked towards a cabin, and said contemptuously,

"It's your turn! Traitor!"