Evil always comes from courage

Henry Jane was very scared. After hesitating for a moment, he mustered up the courage to carefully lie on the chest of sailor Abraham Bunir.

Thump thump, only to hear a heavy heartbeat beating steadily, very powerfully coming from the chest of sailor Abraham Bunir, Henry Jane breathed a sigh of relief.

If I have a crown on my head, take it off.

The singing above the sea was spinning, and Henry Jane sat there blankly, looking at the sea. The sounds were far and near, and she had no idea where they were coming from.

Henry Jane's voice was loud at first, as if it was the only way to clear away his fear, but the voice seemed to be getting closer and closer.

At this moment, he didn't dare to speak loudly. He was afraid that something would rush out of the fog at the next moment. He just tried his best to shake everyone on the boat, hoping that they would wake up quickly.

Suddenly, a hoarse, dry voice sounded weakly on the right side of Henry Jane.

"Jane, I heard it too……"

Henry Jane was immediately overjoyed, and immediately leaned down, his voice full of surprise, and whispered;

"Chef Stuart Taylor, are you okay? I just saw Mr. Laksa Marlowe, but he suddenly disappeared again."

As he spoke, Henry Jane's voice suddenly became choked again, and he was trembling slightly.

Because he knew that it was probably not Mr. Laksa Marlowe, but that he had seen it wrong.

Look at the rise of the sea surface, A palace of worship.

The voice was still singing, but it no longer sounded like one person. Henry Jane felt that there were many people in the sea, all singing the same song.

Chef Stuart Taylor just struggled He stopped moving after two clicks, but the expression on his face was very ferocious.

His eyes seemed to be covered by something, and they were very dull. Henry Jian couldn't help feeling worried when he saw this, and could only whisper again. Say his name

"Chef Stuart Taylor."

Chef Stuart Taylor seemed to panic all of a sudden. His expression suddenly changed. He suddenly raised his hands high and struggled in the air, as if he wanted to catch something. When Henry Jane saw him like this, he immediately did the same. Put your hand up

"Quick, quick……"

Chef Stuart Taylor's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear the tune. Henry Jane leaned over to listen, but his words were still intermittently unclear and he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Henry Jane just understood a few words before Chef Stuart Taylor fainted again

"What did you say, Chef Stuart Taylor? What happened to you?"

Henry Jane didn't understand what was going on. What did Chef Stuart Taylor just want to say to himself?

God said... the siren... was too dirty... and settled the unconscious one. Chef Stuart Taylor, Henry Jane also felt a little relieved. Maybe it was because nothing happened for so long, or maybe the tight thread in his heart was completely broken at this moment. There was only...singing......It's white...

Henry Jane took a deep breath and brushed away the fog on the sea. The singing seemed to have drifted far away, intermittent, and mixed with the sea breeze, it sounded like a chill.