"The gods and Buddhas protect the body!"

“Is this fucking magical realism?”

There were screams in the live broadcast room, and it was even worse on the cargo ship.

The searchlight that hit the Bone Hill suddenly went out.

Almost at the same time, all the lights in the superstructure on the deck went out, and all the people on the rear deck entered the cabin. The entire area was as quiet as death. Except for the armed personnel on the sides and front of the entire cargo ship, there was no one left.

Only the red light of the alarm was still flashing stubbornly.

Obviously this is a defensive measure.

However, such a scene and light and shadow effects are actually more terrifying when captured in the ink lens.

The freighter was still moving, and it was rapidly approaching the Bone Hill. It seemed that it was about to collide with it, and it also seemed that it would pass by the side.

At this distance, even though there is no search beam, it feels increasingly clear.

I don't know if it's because it rose from the bottom of the sea, but the seawater on the Bone Hill still has some kind of inertia, flowing through the bone gaps of different depths and sizes.

Especially under the simultaneous blessing of darkness and warning lights, there is still a deep blood color.

Wait, is it light or blood?

I don't know how many people held their breath at this moment.

It was in this eerie and abnormal silence that the radio equipment carried by the ink photography lens captured a certain out-of-control tone:

"Mr. Luo, Professor Luo!

"This batch of our goods is shipped out, and the deadline you gave us is still 24 hours away!

"You never said you couldn't do it before. You can't punish me without teaching me..."

It seemed that someone lost control of his emotions and threw himself near the window, yelling loudly, but was pushed back again with his mouth covered.

The warning lights were still flashing, hitting the exoskeleton armor of the armed men on the side of the ship. The flowing light waves made those men look as stiff as dead people.

At this time, someone's voice seemed to be heard on the sea, drifting over in the sea breeze:
Chapter completed!