Three have guns

  In the dimly lit cabin, a foul smell filled the air. At this moment, another scramble broke out, and everyone was in an uproar. Therefore, no one noticed that not far away, in a corner, a man was crawling towards the last abandoned black shadow.

  With the faint light, Li Mo saw clearly the last thing that was thrown away. It should be said that it wasn't a thing, but a disheveled woman whose clothes were in disarray, captured by pirates and then discarded with her clothes still in disarray, enough to explain what had happened to her. Although the light was dim and often blocked by the chaotic crowd, Li Yunfei could still see the despair and tears hidden in those dull eyes.

  "This is fate, this is the life of a commoner in the Qing dynasty! A humble life!" Li Mo's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

  Just then, something unexpected happened. The man who had quietly moved over suddenly covered the woman's mouth with one hand and used his other hand to hastily undo his pants.

  "Damn it!" Li Mo couldn't help but exclaim, in this dimly lit and foul-smelling cabin. Fellow subjects of the Qing dynasty, originally sharing a common ancestry and lord, were now fighting over food and water. If it was just due to hunger and thirst, it might have been tolerable, but at that moment, the man who was about to commit an indecent act by lifting his pants had crossed Li Mo's bottom line!

  "Zhao Long, kill him for me!" At this moment, Li Mo completely forgot his age and the weakness of his body after illness, and suddenly stood up, pointing at the man in the corner who was taking advantage of the situation and shouting loudly.

  Li Guotai had only one son, and his wife died in childbirth, so he loved this son very much. In order for him to have a good body in the future, he let him learn martial arts with Zhao Long from an early age. When he was eight years old, he even spent a lot of money to invite a foreign teacher to teach him.

  At this moment, Li Mo, who had completely merged with the memories of Young Master Li, thought that the foreign teacher was just a down-and-out person. However, he seemed to have put in some effort, especially in terms of language and demeanor, and with Li Zhengtai's favoritism, Li Mo suddenly stood up, pointing his sword horizontally, and surprisingly, his small body, only twelve or thirteen years old, had a bit of momentum, which also caused the crowd to quiet down.

  Zhao Long and the other two guards were resting when they suddenly heard Young Master's loud shout. They were slightly stunned, then quickly looked over in the direction he was pointing, and upon seeing it, their anger also reached the sky.

  "Son of a turtle."

  As Zhao Long and others scolded loudly, many people saw a scene in the corner, but at this time everyone's goal was on water and food, let alone that this had happened a few days ago. Among the several women on the boat, none of them had not been bullied before. Could it be said that this little guy who was sometimes dizzy and sometimes awake had burned his brain? Did he think he was a young master? Playing the game of bullying the strong and helping the weak?

  For goodness' sake! I don't even know if I can keep my life intact! Who cares about these trivial matters?!

  In the gaze of everyone, Zhao Long took a few big strides, lifted up the man who was already trembling with fear, and before he could beg for mercy, punched him in the abdomen, instantly knocking him unconscious.

  But this still couldn't make Zhao Long let go, because the young master said "kill him", and besides, Xiao Shi had seen the Japanese pirates' brutal behavior before, he was especially disgusted with such things. The past two days were just because of the young master's serious illness, now that the young master has spoken, naturally there is no more scruple, with one move, he lifted the man high up, wanting to give him a ruthless blow!

  "Halt!" Just then, Li Fu, who had been silent until now, stood up under everyone's gaze, swept his eyes over Zhao Long, who was holding the man like an iron tower, and said: "Young master, a dead person will stink!"

  Li Mo was stunned, why did he always dote on his old butler more than Li Guotai, and why did he want to stop Zhao Long, but didn't hear it, instead said a sentence that made him look at Li Fugao several times.

  When a person dies, they will stink. If it were on land, it would be fine, just find a place to bury them and that's it. But this is at sea, killing is quick, but who knows how long we'll have to stay in this cabin? Once the plague breaks out, I'm afraid no one will survive.

  Li Mo didn't expect that this seemingly insignificant, thin and weak old man would react even faster than himself. After some thought, he said, "Then let's get rid of him!"

  "Good."

  Zhao Long did not disappoint, having fought against the Russian giant Li Guotai. He clearly understood people's weaknesses. With a backhand slap to the man's face, he woke him up and also subjected him to an even greater blow, as Zhao Long's right foot had already brutally trampled on his crotch.

  "Oh!" A miserable cry rang out, and the man who had just been awakened didn't wait to fully wake up before the severe pain in his lower body made him pass out again.

  "It won't die!" After kicking away the unconscious man, Zhao Long coldly swept his eyes over the silent cabin, and then sat down expressionlessly to Li Mo.

  "Boss, nice kick! That one felt really good."

  "It would be even better if it were on land!"

  "Unfortunately, it's been a long time since we've seen any bloodshed!"

  The remaining two guards saw Zhao Long take a seat and started making a ruckus, seemingly dissatisfied that Li Fu didn't let them see blood.

  Li Mo, who was standing aside, couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his eyes. What kind of people had this old man left behind for him?! Not to mention Zhao Long, the remaining few, judging from the excitement in their eyes at this moment, were probably not good eggs either. Adding Li Fu to the mix, it made Li Dashi seem too kind by comparison.

  Li Mo didn't know that his cheap old man wasn't a good bird either. When he led the army to resist Russia, he had caused trouble in Beijiang, and later only because of this precious son did he start to collect his mind and cultivate his character. If he hadn't discovered that someone in the navy was colluding with his most hated Wokou, he wouldn't have been willing to stir up trouble.

  "We've reached a dead end, the only way to survive is for everyone to work together." Li Mu slowly swept his gaze over the stunned crowd, pointing at the broken water bucket and the looted dry rations on the ground, continuing: "This boat isn't big, it'll take at least five days before we reach land. I'm sure the foreigners didn't bring much food or water either. If things go on like this, everyone will die!"

  "How did you know we can arrive at the port in five days?" At this time, a voice suddenly came from the corner.

  Li Mo turned his head to look, and the one asking the question was a man in his thirties with a distinctive moustache. Beside him were more than twenty people sitting together, who were the naval soldiers who had seized the supplies earlier.

  Human nature is greedy, and being able to remain calm and in control at a moment of life and death is already extremely rare. Moreover, Li Mu had been paying attention to the other party, especially feeling very strange about why these people would appear here, so he took the opportunity to speak and carefully observed them.

  But when his gaze fell on the other's sleeve, his pupils suddenly contracted.

  This is a stone-blue naval jacket with wide sleeves and round collar, each sleeve has three hollow cloud head patterns, and the front one, inside the hollow cloud head on the sleeve, there are actually six longevity characters embroidered. As a member of the People's Liberation Army Navy, probably not many people would be unaware of that history, and Li Mo happened to have studied the Beiyang Fleet carefully, so he naturally recognized the naval uniform in front of him.

  However, what is surprising is not the naval uniform of the other side at this moment, but the longevity character embroidered with gold thread on the cuff, because according to records, in order to combine the symbols of Western military ranks, the Beiyang Navy had created a way to distinguish between ranks by embroidering longevity characters inside the collar.

  The sleeve insignia of the fleet commander features three ancient-style "shou" characters embroidered in gold thread within each hollow cloud-shaped motif, with a long shape in the center and round shapes on either side. Each sleeve has three cloud motifs, for a total of nine ancient "shou" characters. The distinguishing marks for captains, executive officers, and other navigation officers are also ancient-style "shou" characters, differing only in number. For example, the captain's insignia features seven ancient "shou" characters on each sleeve.

  At this moment, the big man in front of him also had six longevity characters, which means he was at least a captain of a warship, and this is already a very high position in the Beiyang Navy. Such a person actually appeared here, no wonder Li Mò couldn't control himself and opened his mouth wide.

  He quickly withdrew his gaze from the sleeve, pondering the memories of the past while searching his mind, but no matter how hard he tried, Li Mo couldn't recall such a history within Beiyang. He finally gave up on the idea and pointed to his head, replying calmly: "I speak English, I heard their conversation just now."

  "My name is Long Guozhang, can you speak English? What are they saying?" Long Guozhang looked up at the deck above him, somewhat surprised.

  Ke Long's words had barely left his mouth when Li Mo was shocked, because this big beard that looked rough and lacking in refinement was actually speaking English.

  "Do you speak English? And is he a high-ranking officer in the Navy? Is it a revolutionary party? Escaped after being caught?" The thought flashed through, but was quickly extinguished by Li Mo himself. It's currently 1889, what revolutionary party is there! Mr. Sun Yat-sen should still be sporting his queue and studying in Hong Kong, as for the famous "Petition to Li Hongzhang", it probably hasn't been conceived yet.

  "It's not very clear, but it should be sending us to dig mines." Li Mo used English and repeated the conversation he just heard. The words were a bit vague, but this couldn't be blamed on him, after all, the English of this era was quite different from what he had learned, especially some slang which differed by ten thousand eight thousand miles.

  It can be said that Long Guozhang no longer had any doubts, because a few days ago he overheard the conversation of those foreigners, although he didn't know what they wanted these people to do, but vaguely understood the meaning of mining, let alone just now he saw Li Mo sticking his ear to eavesdrop.

  Two people suddenly spoke in a bird language, which made the surrounding people somewhat inexplicable. The chaotic crowd also gradually sat down, and only Li Fu's gaze swept over Li Mo from time to time, wondering what he was thinking.

  "That's right, at this moment, only unity can keep us alive." A cold greeting, Long Guozhang nodded first and turned back to say: "Old Three, take out the things and distribute them according to the number of people!"

  Long Guozhang should be the leader of this group, because as soon as he finished speaking, a man immediately walked out from behind him and put the things they had just robbed in the middle.

  "Zhang Shun, bring ours out too and distribute them evenly according to the number of people." Li Mo secretly admired the big-bearded Long Guozhang in front of him, and turned his head to say: "Anyone who is dissatisfied can do it like just now!"

  "Alright!"

  Upon hearing the young master's order, Zhang Shun first froze for a moment, turned his head to look at Zhao Long, and after seeing Zhao Long nodding, he reluctantly put the food and water in the middle.

  With Long Guozhang and Li Mo taking the lead, those who had grabbed food and water also took them out and handed them over to be distributed according to the number of people.

  As everyone had received food and water, although less, at least they didn't have to worry for a day, Long Guozhang nodded to Li Mo and slowly sat down.

  "Perhaps it's time to do something!" Li Mo leaned his body against the cold cabin wall, and looked again at the woman lying there, as if she had already died. He gazed into her eyes, which were filled with helplessness and humiliation, and took a deep breath.

  Eating the small dry rations handed up to him, Li Mo quickly scanned his surroundings, finally fixing his gaze on the small ventilation opening above his head.

  "If only I had a gun." Li Yunfei muttered to himself.

  "Master, I have a gun!"

  A sentence burst forth like thunder.