Transmigrating Into The Villain Sickly Childhood Friend (MTL)

Chapter 41

Because there is no boat, and he is carrying a huge sum of two million dollars, any formal means of transportation cannot be used. The only way to return to Hong Kong City is to take a ferry boat.

Now that the war in Vietnam, the business of smuggling can be said to have flourished. In addition, the Azhi family was the port city where they smuggled in their early years. In recent years, they often travelled between Vietnam and Hong Kong to collect money. They are very familiar with this business.

A few people took a boat to the nearest port to sea. Within half a day, they found out that there was a smuggling ferry to Hong Kong tonight and successfully bought four places.

In the evening, the four people mingled among the refugees and boarded the boat.

The ship was a cargo ship barely able to go to sea. There was only one cabin, which contained 70 or 80 stowaways of various colors, ranging from elderly people in their 50s to 60s, down to young children waiting to be fed.

There is an old saying that golden nests and silver nests are inferior to their own dog nests. If it weren't for the life to go on, no one would be willing to bet the future in an unpredictable foreign land, on this old ship with an uncertain future.

For these smuggled refugees, Hong Kong City is a bustling city without war and famine. As for the four Qiao Wen crowded in it, it was purely to go home.

This short half-month experience of escaping from the dead is really enough, even Qiao Wen, at this time, miss the simple and small house in the Kowloon Walled City, and miss the breakfast made by grandma and the elderly.

Of course, I miss the peaceful years he once lived.

Although there are windows in the cabin, dozens of people are crowded together. The taste is really sour and refreshing. Needless to say, it is hot and humid, and there are various body odors and sweat intertwined, floating in such a harsh environment. A few days, it is really not a simple matter.

For more than ten days, Qiao Wensheng was afraid that his body would lose its chain and drag everyone back.

At this moment, I got on the boat to return home and left the war-torn place of right and wrong. My whole person gradually relaxed, and all kinds of uncomfortable feelings followed.

He was afraid that others would be worried, and he was ready to bring up his righteousness again and endure it, at least until he arrived in Hong Kong City before falling down. However, this body is too bad in the end, it is a miracle to hold it all in one breath. At this moment, I reached the limit and couldn't hold it anymore. I started to feel dizzy and dizzy the first night.

"Little Joe! Little Joe!"

The shaking of the body and the eager voice in his ears awakened Qiao Wen who had been in a daze for an unknown period of time. He slowly opened his eyes and saw the gleam of dawn outside the window, and said dumbly: "What time is it? Do you want to get up?"

"You have a fever! Are you uncomfortable?" Chen Canan's palm was against his forehead, his face was full of anxiety.

Because he managed to escape, although the cramped cabin and hard deck were uncomfortable, he slept in a dark place last night.

I didn't know that I just woke up in a daze this morning, and suddenly felt that the person leaning against him was hot, and he was so scared that he was completely awake.

Qiao Wen replied weakly, "Maybe it's too tired."

Jiang Yufeng on the side didn't dare to sleep too dead because he always remembered the banknotes. When he heard the movement, he naturally woke up, stretched his head and asked: "Awen has a fever?"