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There is no fresh water on the vast ocean, and only the way to steam fresh water by distillation is left. However, the coal on the dragon ship is only enough to reach St. Matthew Island, so it can't be freed for any distillation, and the efficiency of the distillation method is

Too low, there is no possibility of operation!

So there is only one way in front of Long Hao and others: that is, to die of thirst!

"Hmph, I'll kill the remaining Japanese!" Cui Yuanlang stood up suddenly, took out a heart-cutting knife, and walked out with murderous intent.

Long Ganruo couldn't help but say, "The Japanese have jumped into the sea, there are no Japanese in the cargo hold!"

Cui Yuanlang kept walking: "Then I will kill the Koreans. If I am not my race, my heart will be different. If I kill earlier, I will not cause trouble again!"

Long Ganruo's mouth moved and finally stopped talking. Everyone's life was only two days left. Is there anything wrong with asking brothers to kill some people to vent their anger? What's more, those North Koreans are also at the bottom of the bilge.

I have done the scandal of looting the Chinese, and I deserve it!

Long Hao coughed, and Yuan'er immediately used his little hands to gently massage his back. Long Hao took a sip of tea and suddenly smiled and said, "What's wrong with everyone? Why do you look sad? We have defeated God just now.

After the storm, there is no reason to be unhappy! Thunder Dragon, cheer up and report the loss first!"

"Yes!" Lei Long stood up and said, "Report to Young Master, the loss of the Dragon Ship was not too great in this storm. A total of 35 people were missing, of which 23 were compatriots who ran out of the cargo hold.

There are 6 damn Japanese, and only 6 of our people are missing! The total loss of the goods is 6 buckets of clear water, 5 bags of potatoes... 7 Mauser rifles, a box of bullets soaked in water, and checking whether it is still available!

In the case, a steam boiler was damaged, and a small hole 30 cm square was broken under the side of the left side. Fortunately, the young master used the Buddha's edge to block it in time. Now he has sealed it with rivets as long as the speed does not exceed 6 knots.

, there will be no water leakage..."

Lei Long talked in a daze, and Long Xiaohu was holding a piece of paper next to him, whispering a few words from time to time.

This accountant and this outstanding disciple of the Hongmen have formed a certain tacit understanding.

Long Hao listened carefully and calculated silently in his heart: "So, there are 63 coolies on the boat now, and our brothers are 35, a total of 98..."

"And I'm there!" Schmidt, who was sitting at the end, raised his hand, "Master Long, don't forget your closest partner!"

This Jew, I don’t know where to hide when the storm hits. In short, after the storm passes, most of his clothes are still dry, and he is very despised by Zhou Bodang and others.

"Ah, and Dr. Schmidt, so, there are 99 people on the ship now..."

Long Hao said this, the cabin door was knocked open, Cui Yuanlang walked in with bloody clothes, and a few words popped up coldly: "Now there are only 93 people! Six North Koreans, I will kill them.

The blood of six people should be able to support the young master to St. Matthew Island! Wang Botao is doing this!"

The calm tone contained a creepy message. Fortunately, Schmidt couldn't understand Chinese, otherwise he would definitely jump up in horror at this moment: Lord, these people are indeed devils! Even human blood must be drawn out to drink!

However, except for Schmidt, no one present did not think Cui Yuanlang did anything wrong: It doesn’t matter if we die, as long as the young master can survive!

Long Xiaohu thought about it, hesitated and said, "There are 57 coolies, so it's better to..."

Long Hao snorted his nose and interrupted Long Xiaohu's words: "Uncle Hu, we would rather die of thirst than drink the blood of our compatriots... As for those Koreans, they are more than dead, and their bodies are dirty, and their blood, I don't

Can drink it!"

When Long Bo heard this, he knelt on the ground again, climbed to Long Hao and begged, "Young Master, you are in a hurry to be in power. You are still young. Since there is no clear water anymore... If you hate the blood of the North Koreans, then you

Drink mine, the blood in my body will definitely not be dirty! Come on, rod, give me the knife!"

Long Hao was moved when he saw Long Bo's excited look, and was a little ridiculous and yelled. He quickly scolded: "Without my order, do you dare to move the rod? Yuan'er, help Long Bo get up quickly! Alas, you are so, who

If we say we can't survive without drinking human blood?"

Hong Xiangling has been hiding in the arms of Yuexiu since the beginning, and has completely lost the stingy style of the past. At this time, she raised her beautiful face and whimpered: "It's all my fault, it's all because I was careless."

The one caught! If it weren't for me, the clear water wouldn't have fallen into the sea... Without the clear water, we will definitely support it for only two days!"

"Xiang Ling, come here!"

Hong Xiangling's pitiful look on her face made Long Hao feel uncomfortable, so she waved her hand to call the future young wife to her side, comforting her with her ears: "Little fool, stop crying!

If you cry, your eyes will turn into peaches and your mouth will turn into bananas... If you lose the water, you will lose it. As long as you are safe, everything is worth it... Be good, you have to believe in your future husband, just a matter of

It’s just clear water, it’s not the end of the world if you lose it. You can wipe away your tears quickly and watch me become a demon with Yuan'er... Cough cough, make a magic trick!"

"Tsk, your eyes are peaches..." Hong Xiangling burst into tears by Long Hao and said with a blushing face: "You can do tricks? Can you still create... Qingshui?"

Hong Xiangling did not deliberately lower her words, and everyone around her heard them. Zhou Bodang first opened his eyes and said in surprise: "What? Master, do you have a way to get Qingshui?"

The distillation method does not work, which has made everyone despair! Now that I heard that Long Hao has a way, how can everyone not be cheered up?

Chen Bahu whispered: "Don't be that the young master doesn't want to drink human blood, just deliberately comfort us... Although human blood is astringent, it can always save your life!"

Lei Long's eyes lit up: "Young Master, can you really get clear water? OK, the whole ship is saved now!"

Long Xiaohu muttered, "Huh... I don't believe in the young master. The young master is the one blessed by the Buddha. How can a little bit of water stump the young master? Long Xiaohu, I asked you to have a bad mouth, what did you say to drink your compatriots just now

It's blood... It's time to hit, it's really time to hit!"

Long Hao nodded and said, "Yes, I can get clear water, but I have a condition!"

condition?

Everyone was stunned. The young master here is the biggest, what conditions do the young master have to tell us?

On the deck of the dragon ship, the long-lost sunshine shone on it, making people feel lazy and happy. However, at this moment, from Long Bo, everyone lined up on the deck, and there was something indescribable on their faces.

Weird expression!

The young master’s condition is that we actually want to cut our braids?

Everyone knows that from the day of the ship hijacking, the young master's braids disappeared, but unexpectedly, today, the young master actually used the excuse of getting clear water to ask everyone to cut off all the braids!

Hong Zaimo also came out, lay on a bed board, and laughed and said, "It's good to cut the braid. Since the British used gunboats to open the Qing Dynasty's border in 1840, this braid represents shame!

Only when you cut off can you completely define a relationship with this decadent dynasty!”

Hong Zaimu was born in the United States and had no sense of belonging to the Qing Dynasty since he was a child. Later, he went abroad and came to China. He was forced to wear a braid to enter the navy. However, this time he was framed and fled to the sea.

The braids have been cut off long ago!

The disciples under his command were also all flat and had no braids behind his head.

Long Bo picked up the short knife that was burned red by fire, gritted his teeth, and twisted it on the braid behind his head. The braid that had been with him for sixty years broke in response: "The Qing Dynasty was injustice to my Long family first, I Long
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