Chapter 1917

Cellar.

"Wow!"

Water.

Keep flowing.

After a while, he didn't cross his ankle and looked slowly, but Vica didn't think so. If the other side didn't come back all the time, there would be only one result of his own - that is to become a floating corpse.

"Help!"

"Come on."

"I'm here."

"Ah!"

Finally, from a new friend, the mouse family was eager to find land because of the flooding, so they used Vica's body.

"Go away."

"I'm welcome to come again."

"Dirty."

“。。。”

Shouting.

Cried.

Kicking.

Threatening.

The mouse family is very persistent. After throwing it out and swimming back, Vica has cried. Now he is facing a tough fast rule, whether to ride on the shallow water and trample the mouse family to death.

Otherwise.

After the water is deep, the mouse will not climb the pants, but climb the head. At that time, he only has one skill left, that is, bite, bite or drown, which he can't accept.

"Hateful."

Vica scolded.

"Why is the rope so tight? What kind of knot is it?"

Want to untie.

But I can't.

Time will soon pass.

Five minutes, water to the calf.

...

ten minutes, submerge the middle of the leg.

...

twenty minutes, no more than knee.

...

the water is very cold. Like Vika's mood at the moment, at this speed, one hour later, he can be flooded and trampled? Joking, without hands, there is no balance at all.

Once it's not overhead.

Come on.

One minute.

Slow down.

Ten minutes, I have to kneel.

"Ah!"

Vica laughs bitterly.

Today.

Maybe it's God's day to kill him. If it's not going well, just run away. Even all kinds of bad things are full of accidents, and the film dare not do so.

"Help."

"Come on."

"Is there anyone."

“。。。”

Dare not stop.

It's disgusting if someone is tired and doesn't hear me. It's a good voice for my own life. If it's bad, it's bad. It's the most important thing to live.

Fortunately.

When his throat is dry, he can drink water when he opens his mouth, but he dare not drink more. Otherwise, he will pee in his pants later. Even now, because the water he drinks in the intensive care room is a little suffocating.

"Cough!"

A sore throat.

"Help."

Suddenly.

"Ah!"

"Where's the snake from!"

Vica wailed.

Oh, my God.

This is the cellar.

Even if there are mice, there are snakes. Can your two families be neighbors? It's not scientific... Shouting, no longer unscientific, the snake swimming in the water is real, Vica is scared.

"No"

Call it out.

Vica forces herself to calm down and watch the snake, its brain spinning.

It's not a triangle.

And.

When swimming, only the head is on the water. The possibility of toxicity is low, but... It's also a snake. Vika is very afraid of mollusks. It's not toxic or toxic.

"Don't come here."

"I'm not on land."

"Go away."

“。。。”

Vica kicked the water hard to drive away the rats and snakes. He hoped that they could fight each other. No matter which side won, it was in his favor. However, there was no intention of fighting between the two sides.

Swimming.

Swimming.

It's a bit leisurely.

。。。

Fifty minutes later.

"Help."

"Help.. Guru.

Vica's head is up, the water has covered his chin, and he will pour it in accidentally. At this moment, after a fight, Vica has defeated several friends he just met.

The mouse family.

Snakes.

Mass destruction.

In a desperate situation, people's potential is huge. In order to avoid the water above the waist, they can hardly be killed quickly. They simply bite their teeth and trample to death at the water level a little higher than their knees.

Otherwise.

Now.

He could only watch them ride on his head.

That picture.

“。。。”

It's funny.

Suddenly.

"Squeak!"

A brake outside called Vica back from despair.

"Help!"

Vica jumped up and shouted.

Ten seconds later.

"Oh, are you still alive?"

Familiar voice, like the Savior, although it's hard to hear, Vika is satisfied, whine, look forward to the stars, look forward to the moon, and finally look forward to the reinforcements. I'm really unlucky.

"Help me."

"OK."

Finish.

Put down a rope.

"Bite."

“。。。”

Vica stays.

Next.

Listen to that person complacent way: "the way that just thought out on the road, if your bite force is enough, pull up the problem is not big, now have the buoyancy of water, the probability of success soars."

"I."

Vica has... I don't know what anger is.

Soaring?

What a bad idea.

All right.

It's a good idea to live. It doesn't matter. Looking at the rope, Vica took a bite. Two of his teeth were broken. He tried three times before he was pulled up. Vica lay on the ground.

"Whoo!"

"Whoo!"

The sun is shining.

Live.

That's good.

"Get up, let's go?" The man said.

"Where to?"

Words fall.

Meet him is a white eye, "you are hostage, please pay attention to identity, get in the car." This, let Vica once again recognize their own situation, but compared to before, the mood is not the same.

Start.

Tied up, thought it was the worst.

Later.

It's worse to be thrown into the cellar.

Just now.

Almost drowned.

Now.

Can breathe air, Vica is already aware of a... Inexplicable happiness. What friend, what enemy, what face, what is it? Between life and death, it's all small things.

In the car.

Vica, almost exhausted, fell asleep.

Wake up again.

The sun is setting.

“WHAT？”

Looking out of the window, Vica was confused again. What did he see? The sea, yes, the sea, there are still huge ships looming on it. Vica opened his mouth and wondered.

By right.

Kuala Lumpur, the capital city, should have carried out a strict out of town inspection. With the strength of the family, it is not generally difficult to send yourself out of the city, but what's going on at the moment?

Canyang.

Blue sea.

Cargo ship.

The cliff is the Strait of Malacca.

Hold the grass.

How did you get here? And what do you want to do? Go to sea? What kind of brain hole is this? You kidnap people. If you don't try to find a way to get a ransom, you are ready to escape.

But we have to take the hostages and "fly away".

Brother!

I can't keep up with my thinking without playing like this.

"Sudden!"

Far away.

A fishing boat approached. Vica saw a figure on the shore from afar. It was the one that had not been seen before. He had not seen it since he was pulled up by the cellar. Was he contacting the ship at sea?

Why don't these people play cards according to common sense.

And.

Do those family members eat shit? They won't look for him in the city foolishly. In that case, if they are rescued, the time will be uncertain, and the reality will not allow him to think more.

"Come down."

He was pulled out of the car.

"Go."

"You rich people like to go out to sea. Let's try."

“。。。”

Vika is speechless.

Is my sea the same as yours? I have yachts and beauties, on which I can communicate closely and enhance friendship. The whole painting style of this fishing boat is different.