Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

"Boss, there is someone!"

The sturdy little man with dark skin held up the binoculars, turned back and shouted at the cabin.

"Catch it up."

The blond young man with a fair face stood with his hands behind his hands, full of pretentiousness.

"Okay."

The little man threw down the telescope, stripped naked, and as if he was not afraid of the cold, he plunged in and soon his head emerged from the sea ahead.

"Still warm."

The little man smiled with white teeth in the morning sun, which made his face as black as coal.

The ship moved forward slowly, and the two crew members squatted down on the side of the ship. They worked together to pull the unconscious half-dead man up, but ignored the little man.

The little man was not upset. He broke out of the water with a splash. He pushed the side of the boat and climbed onto the deck. He shook off the water on his body. He shivered in the cold winter sea breeze. He cursed, picked up his clothes and ran back to the cabin barefoot. Keep warm.

"Boss?"

The two crew members shouted for permission and squatted next to the half-dead man, checking for signs of life.

"save."

The leading young man spoke and stood a few steps away, looking at the people who were blown to pieces.

There are many rules at sea, and it is a good thing to help someone in distress.

As for the waste they threw into the sea to feed the fish, they should treat it as filial piety to the Sea Dragon King.

The two crew members worked hard for a few times, and finally it worked.

"Boss, it's done."

The blond young man stood there quietly looking at the person, making him spit out water and cough. His eyes were so calm that there was no warmth at all. "Who are you?"

Cheng Yuanzheng's pupils shrank, and he curled up and continued to cough violently, hiding the small movements of his hands that were regularly pressing the little fox in his pocket.

Be brave and wake up!

"Who are you?"

Cheng Yuanzheng finally stopped the violent coughing that seemed to knock out his lungs, and asked in a hoarse voice, his mind spinning rapidly!

"I'm asking you, who are you."

The blond young man did not get angry, and his tone became more indifferent, clearly exuding threats, as if Cheng Yuanzheng would immediately throw him into the sea to feed the fish if he did not cooperate.

"I, cough, I forgot." Cheng Yuanzheng coughed twice weakly, his eyes were blank, and then he asked tentatively and alertly. "You don't know me? Did you save me?"

"Eisen, it seems that he is the unlucky Young Master Ji."

A red-haired young man strode over, his black leather jacket and trousers shining in the sun.

"I once spoke with Mr. Ji," the red-haired young man nodded at Cheng Yuanzheng with his chin. "Although his voice is a little hoarse, his tone of voice is very similar."

Cheng Yuanzheng looked at them warily, pretending not to understand the foreign language, and quickly thinking about his next move.

Pretending to be Ji Fengyun was a temporary decision he made. These people were obviously here to pick up the lunatic Ji Fengyun, who just took the opportunity to break into the enemy.

Besides, Ji Fengyun's body must have been fed to the sharks and there are no bones left, so he doesn't have to worry about being accomplices!

The only flaw is whether any of these people are familiar with Ji Fengyun and can see his disguise.

He is covered in injuries now, and his body shape is somewhat similar to Ji Fengyun's. His voice can be disguised, but it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no mistakes in the details.

So he had an idea and made up an excuse for amnesia.

It was normal for him to escape such a dangerous explosion and his face was so bloody that it was difficult to recognize, and it was so shocking that his brain was damaged.

"Is he Ji?"

Aisen squinted his eyes as he looked at Cheng Yuanzheng, who was confused and restless, and smiled.

"It doesn't matter, you'll find out when you take it back."

Then he waved his hand, and the crew shouted to return. The two crew members dragged Cheng Yuanzheng back to the cabin, stripped him of his tattered wet clothes, and bandaged him with medicine.

"Who are you? Who am I? Where are you taking me?"

Cheng Yuanzheng was like a helpless beast, hoarsely imitating Ji Fengyun's emphasis on asking questions, with a flash of Ji Fengyun's crazy look in his eyes from time to time.

The red-haired young man tilted the alcohol bottle and poured it on the wounds all over his body. The pain made Cheng Yuanzheng almost pass out.

"Don't be afraid. Once you get on our ship, just follow us with peace of mind."