Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Zhang Yi called Lao Tian to the captain's room.

"There are more than 200 people down there. Can you manage them all?"

Zhang Yi asked directly.

He hates trouble the most, so he is too lazy to take care of such things personally. The daily trivial matters must be taken care of by Lao Tian.

Old Tian chuckled, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhang. I've been at sea for so many years, and I've seen all kinds of crews. I've managed bigger ships and more crews."

"There won't be any trouble! It's just..."

He hesitated.

Zhang Yi looked at his strange eyes and asked with a smile, "Just tell me what's going on."

Old Tian admitted, "These people on the boat all look quite distinguished, having once been high-ranking officials. Perhaps after a few days of comfortable living, some of them will turn around and cause trouble."

"I, Old Tian, ​​don't care about them. I just don't know if they will cause any trouble to you."

Zhang Yi sneered.

"There's no trouble at all. Just pack it up as you need to. If necessary," he pointed at the pistol on Lao Tian's waist, "don't save the bullets. Just empty the magazine."

If anyone dares to behave themselves after getting on the boat, Zhang Yi won't mind throwing their bodies into the sea to feed the sharks.

After all, human life is worthless nowadays.

After hearing Zhang Yi's words, Old Tian felt much more at ease.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he subconsciously reached behind him to touch his whip.

He has a good way of teaching those ignorant guys a lesson.

Otherwise, how do you think the managers treated the slaves and laborers at the Chaoyu Base?

"Let's go, it's time to go back!"

Zhang Yi turned around and returned to the cabin.

Lao Tian licked his cracked lips with a smirk on his face.

He loves to teach those self-righteous bigwigs a lesson.

At this time, a crew member came over and said something in his ear.

"Should we tell the Captain?"

the crew member asked.

Lao Tian frowned. "The captain is responsible for everything. What else do we need to do? We can just handle this kind of thing ourselves!"

He came to the edge of the hull, leaned over the railing and looked down.

At this time, a strange scene appeared on the edge of the Jinfeng.

Many hooks were hung on the hull, and the refugees were struggling to climb onto the boat like grasshoppers on a rope.

And some windows below were open, ready to receive them.

"You're trying to play that on me, huh? Hehehe!"

Old Tian had a smile on his face, but he looked like a devil.

When the people below saw that they were discovered, their faces turned pale instantly.

Lao Tian pulled out his submachine gun and aimed it at the illegal immigrants.

“Da da da da da!!!”

Wailing sounds were heard outside the Jinfeng, but were quickly drowned out by the cold north wind.

Those who tried to hitchhike were shot into the sea.

Those people on the boat who were ready to pick up the stowaways did not wait for them. They only saw blood rain falling outside, and then corpses falling into the cold sea one after another.

"what!!"

Several women screamed in fear.

The other people in the cabin had gloomy faces.

"The people on this ship are too cruel!"