Long Hao was so hot that the iron pipes hissed and the air conditioner was drawn. He did not lie to Uncle Zhou that he was them. Half of these large iron pipes did not allow steam to pass through at night. However, those iron pipes entrenched next to the transom window,

Everything that is good or not dead has steam passing through it!

If you want to climb into the air window, you have to be burned by the iron pipe several times!

This is also the reason why Long Hao pushed Yuan'er down: rather than two people being burned, it is better to do it alone! Moreover, two people are not conducive to his movement.

The burned hands and feet smelled like burnt flesh. After paying the price of being burned five times, Long Hao jumped over three large iron pipes and got into the transom!

Hey, this body is really too weak. After you get out from here, you must strengthen your physique!

Long Hao sat in the air window and took a deep breath. He raised his palm to look at the burns inside. He saw a soft golden streak passing by, and the burning pain was immediately relieved a lot.

This is Jin Yuan healing his wounds. Jin Yuan is rich in metal elements, which can not only promote wound healing, but also absorb many harmful substances to the human body, such as: rust...

Jin Yuan quickly walked over Long Hao's hands and feet several times. After consuming a quart of energy, Long Hao felt that the pain had completely disappeared. He lowered his head to check and found that all the scalded wounds had scabbed over!

Long Hao smiled with satisfaction, then took out a dagger from his clothes, leaned down, and climbed towards the air window.

Outside the transom is the deck. The long-lost fresh sea breeze made Long Hao take a breath involuntarily: Ah, the air in this era is so damn fresh! Well, since I, Long Hao, have returned to this era, I will let everyone do it for me.

Tremble at the name, tremble at the rise of the Chinese nation!

Long Hao stepped lightly on a pile of wooden boxes, slowly landed on the deck, and found a hidden corner to hide.

There was a staircase less than 5 meters away from the blowhole. At the bottom of the stairs were two foreigners guarding the cargo door. Long Hao looked around and saw that they had high noses and deep eyes. They had fair skin and strong bodies. They seemed to be Slavs.

The two of them each held a black spear and dozed off for a while. Just as Long Hao was about to touch it, the ship bumped and the boxes made a shaking sound, which woke them up.

Long Hao quickly held his breath and stood still.

"Sandraff, go see what's going on?"

"Zrobidev, you bastard, why don't you look? It's obviously just the cargo boxes above that are shaking, damn it!"

"Oh, you foul-mouthed pig, I really hope the captain sells you to America to build railroads!"

"Humph, only those monkeys in East Asia are the slaves that the Yankees love to buy. You and I have such big bellies, they only deserve to drink refreshing vodka! Haha!"

"You're right. Damn it, it's so cold. It's a pity that the captain threw away several boxes of vodka in order to pack more East Asian monkeys! Oh, God, I miss vodka. May those East Asian monkeys go to hell!"

"Yes, they are born to go to hell. What a lowly race! Zorobidev, go check the cargo hold and be careful of what those cunning and dirty monkeys are doing!"

"Come on, what can they do? The iron door is locked tightly, and there are those iron chains. Even if Satan comes, they will sigh! Unless they can turn into mosquitoes and fly out of their blowholes... Phew, I want to sleep again

After a while, you have to go on your own!"

Sandrav and Zorobydev spoke Russian, which surprised Long Hao: It turns out that this ship belongs to the Russians!

Long Hao was a top alchemist in his previous life and was proficient in six foreign languages: German, Russian, English, Japanese, Spanish, and French!

Even though they were four hundred years apart, Long Hao still had no problem understanding the Russian spoken by these two guys.

Humph, who is the East Asian monkey? The fat Russian pig that farts from the mouth!

Long Hao cursed in his heart, and after the two Russian sailors fell asleep, the dagger in his hand shone with a cold light.

In the first stab, Long Hao did not stab the fat Russian pig, but cut the braid on the back of his head with his backhand!

Braid is a brand of shame that was planted on the Chinese nation by the Manchus who entered the country 250 years ago and left their hair uncut. This braid, which resembles a pig's tail, has imprisoned the Chinese nation for nearly three hundred years and has also pushed the great Chinese people away.

They fell into the abyss of backwardness, beatings, and discrimination. Even in the 140 years after the end of World War II and the beginning of World War III, Chinese children were still proud of going abroad and studying abroad, and regarded things abroad as a hundred times better than at home.

These tragedies of the Chinese nation, now that Long Hao has come, will never be allowed to happen again!

The first cut, start with your own braids!

The dagger is sharp and cuts iron as well as clay. This is a precious dagger given to Long Hao by Gao Tianyang. I heard that Gao Tianyang was a blacksmith in the past and also worked in the "Little Knife Club". He is very good at concealed weapons, and his flying knives can hit the mark with perfect accuracy!

After passing the dagger through the braid, Long Hao gently caught the broken braid and stuffed it into the wooden box beside him.

From now on, Long Hao is no longer a citizen of the Qing Dynasty, but a passionate young man fighting for the rise of China!

Well, now that the pigtails are cut, it will be much easier to move around! Long Haomao lowered his waist and thought to himself.

Long Hao had long wanted to cut off the nasty braid on the back of his head, but with Uncle Long watching in the cargo hold, it was a bit inconvenient for him to do so.

The sea breeze suddenly stopped, a black shadow flashed in the dark night, and the dagger was inserted into the throat of Sandraf, who was sleeping soundly. There was a 'sizzling' sound, and Sandraf's blood rushed all over Long Hao's face!

Sandlaf let out the wail of a dying animal, and his body fell limply.

Long Hao quickly pulled out the dagger, and with a backhand wave, he cut off Zorobydev's throat, "Gegege..." Zorobydev opened his eyes, covered his throat and wanted to scream, but what he heard was twitching.

The sound of broken bellows!

This boy with an oriental face, I died in his hands...

Zorobidev's last thought flashed through his mind, and he breathed his last with horrified eyes.

"Huhu..."

Long Hao, half of his body stained red by blood, held the dagger behind his back, holding his knees with both hands and gasping for air. The two attacks just now seemed simple, but they consumed almost all of Long Hao's physical strength.

A thin 12-year-old child faced two big Russian men nearly 2 meters tall. Even if he had a sharp dagger and wanted to kill him with one blow, he still had to do it without making too much noise. If Long Hao hadn't been so skilled in his previous life, he wouldn't have been able to fight.

It really can’t be done!

After Long Haoyun took a breath, he placed the two corpses against the wall, but did not open the door of the cargo hold. Instead, he pressed against the wall and walked towards the passenger cabin at the stern of the ship.

This is a small steamship about 30 meters long and 7.5 meters wide. With a small displacement of 350 tons, after it loaded 200 piglets, the rest of the cargo had to be piled on the deck, except for the wood.

There are boxes and piles of sacks. From the outside, they may be rice, potatoes, vegetables and other food.
Chapter completed!