bestfiction Chapter 649
Chapter 649
This annoyed the overseer.
Without knowing the truth, he whipped the man lying on the ground.
Not satisfied with the beating, he simply kicked and punched her, cursing viciously as he beat her!
Yingzi gritted his teeth, afraid that if he looked up, the other party would notice the anger in his eyes, so he could only lower his head.
He knew as well as Qi Mingyu that rescuing just one or two people would not be enough. They needed to get more intelligence and then send warships to completely flatten this sinful island!
The man fell down because he was weak to begin with. How could he withstand such torture? After a while, he vomited a large mouthful of blood and was only breathing out but not in.
The supervisor didn't take it seriously at all. He snorted coldly and pointed at two people: "Come, carry him to the Island of the Dead."
Island of the Dead?
This name sounds extremely terrifying.
The other slaves obviously knew the meaning of the Island of the Dead. Seeing this scene, they were so scared that they trembled all over and moved even more panickily, fearing that they would become the next victim.
They gritted their teeth and continued to carry the wood in silence, walking with difficulty on the rugged path.
Qi Mingyu silently looked at the direction of the Island of the Dead that the two people were heading towards.
Finally, they reached the back of the island.
There was an open shallow sea area where two large wooden ships under construction were quietly anchored.
Qi Mingyu's eyes narrowed, and he finally understood the purpose of the pirates collecting these woods.
It turned out they were going to build a bigger ship.
After piling the wood aside, everyone returned and continued moving it.
While moving the wood, someone collapsed due to the heavy load.
The man fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Qi Mingyu gave Yingzi a wink, and the two of them tacitly put down the wood on their shoulders and walked quickly towards the fallen person.
The slaves around did not stop walking, not even glancing over here. It was obvious that they were used to this situation and just walked forward numbly.
The two of them walked up to the man and saw that he was pale, covered in wounds, his chest was rising and falling weakly, and he was dying.
His body was covered in mud and his clothes were tattered, revealing his skinny body.
Qi Mingyu gently sniffed and confirmed that he had stopped breathing.
Yingzi's face turned blue and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
At this time, an overseer shouted impatiently: "Send them to the Island of the Dead and then come back to work! Damn it, none of them are useful! Or maybe they don't whip them enough!"
His voice was sharp and piercing, full of sarcasm and malice.
He held a long whip in his hand and waved it casually. The whip made a "whooshing" sound through the air, scaring the slaves around him to speed up their pace.
Qi Mingyu and Yingzi lowered their heads and lifted the body without saying a word.
The sun scorched the earth and the air was filled with suffocating heat.
They carried the body carefully and walked with heavy steps in the direction the supervisor had pointed.
Dead Man Island is on the small island next door. There are only some reefs and shallow sea water between the two islands, and the connection is surrounded by iron fences.
This simple precaution was enough to prevent these ragged slaves from escaping.
In addition to the two of them, there were other people carrying corpses or half-dead people towards the Island of the Dead.
Qi Mingyu and Yingzi followed the team silently. As they walked, they secretly observed the defense situation of the island and memorized it in their minds.
The island of the dead is surrounded by tall trees, which are miraculously lush and green, completely different from those in the north.
But this place is indeed in the South China Sea, but I don’t know the exact latitude.
When they came from Hope Island, the temperature was only around 20 degrees Celsius, but here the temperature is at least 35 degrees Celsius.
But after working for a while, his clothes were soon soaked with sweat.