Someone couldn't help but say.

As soon as he said this, someone gave him a sharp look, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

The man quickly shut up, after all, Zhou Andy’s example was right in front of him.

No one knows who will be the next person to be kicked off the boat.

After the boat sets sail, the only way to get off is to be thrown into the sea, which means certain death!

Someone cautiously went to the entrance to keep watch, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were no crew members guarding nearby.

On the Yanliu group's side, because there are eight people in a room, the space is relatively narrow, but it also gives people a sense of group gathering in a private space.

Foreigner Bai Mo and Silla official Che Haicheng stayed in the same room, both of them were on the lower bunk.

Listening to the gunshots outside, Bai Mo leaned against the cabin, his face full of melancholy.

"How cruel! They are so cruel. They kill people at the drop of a hat. What's the difference between them and those bad guys on the island?"

"Will we also be killed along the way?"

Che Haicheng came over and said with a smile, "You're from Colombia, so it's hard to say. It seems that Mr. Zhang really doesn't like Colombians."

Bai Mo glared, "Oh, God, don't scare me! You've made me feel like this is a medieval slave ship, and I'm a slave on board, ready to be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks at any moment!"

Che Haicheng laughed evilly and said, "Who knows? This place is thousands of kilometers away from Huaxu Country. We will have to sail for at least one or two months. Anything can happen along the way."

He originally intended to scare Bai Mo.

But as he spoke, he couldn't help but frown.

"I hope the voyage goes smoothly. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, we'll definitely be thrown into the sea. We might even end up as supplies for them."

Bai Mo became more and more frightened. He hugged his arms tightly, extremely scared.

"Why didn't they send anyone to rescue me? Did Columbia really abandon its citizens?"

……

Zhang Yi returned to the cabin, intending to call Li Zongyu over to have a detailed talk with him about the Source of God.

There were some things that were not convenient to ask on the island before, but now he would not miss this opportunity.

But as soon as he came back, he met Zhu Yunque who was rushing over.

"Mr. Zhang, you're finally back. Do you have diapers and milk powder?"

Zhang Yi spread his hands and said, "Do I look like someone who has those things?"

Of course not, Zhang Yi is not married and has no children.

But in fact he did.

But he didn't give it.

Zhu Yunque frowned slightly, looking embarrassed.

She had taken the child back home because she felt sorry for him.

But at that time I acted completely impulsively without considering the consequences.

As a result, after the child woke up, he kept crying in her room.

She was at a loss as to what to do. After much thought, she could only ask Zhou Keer for help.

Although Zhou Ke'er had no experience in taking care of children, she had worked as a doctor and was more considerate.

After taking a look at the child, he immediately said, "He's not sick, so he's probably crying because he's hungry or needs a diaper change."

Zhu Yunque was stunned. How could she have taken care of a child before? How could she know how to change a diaper?

Besides, there are no diapers on this ship!

Zhou Keer smiled and gestured to her that she could go ask Zhang Yi.

She knew that Zhang Yi had those things on him, but whether Zhang Yi would give them to her or not depended on Zhang Yi's mood.

So the next scene happened.

Zhu Yunque's face was full of confusion. Zhang Yi sighed, then encouraged her seriously:

"Since you've chosen to take on this responsibility, then do it well. Come on, I support you, and I believe you can be a good mother!"

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