Chapter 77 Fishing Boat

Of course, the bloody smell was caused by others. Qingyang was not injured for the time being, except that his physical strength had decreased a lot. But his situation was not much better. If the Jinsha Gang had a few more helpers, or if these people fought Qingyang regardless of life and death, the consequences would be hard to say.

Qingyang had already wanted to retreat. If the other party was still so desperate, he would have to find a way to escape. After all, their target was Mr. Yang. If he was determined to escape, he should still have hope of getting rid of the Jinsha Gang.

However, it was easy to get rid of the opponent, but it was hard to say whether he could survive. It had been dark for a long time, and the river was pitch black. During this period of time, there was a chaotic battle under the water, and he could not tell the directions. If he wanted to escape to the shore, he had to rely on luck. He might have died of exhaustion before he found the river bank.

Not only did Qingyang not want to fight again, but the people of the Jinsha Gang were also timid. They had never expected that this kid would be so fierce after falling into the water. He was not at all inferior to five people. In just a short while, the Jinsha Gang injured two or three people, but this kid was unharmed. According to this situation, even if all the people of the Jinsha Gang died, they could not kill the other party.

The Jinsha Gang was also a tyrant on the Jinsha River in Kaiyuan Prefecture. Although they were not very powerful on land, as long as they were in the river, they were almost invincible. Even the Tiger Gang that dominated Kaiyuan Prefecture sometimes had to rely on their power. I didn't expect that this time, I would encounter such a tough guy who could kill both land and water.

The boatman of the Jinsha Gang came to the side of the hall master Langli Niu and made a gesture to him. The meaning was very clear that he was too tough and they were not his opponent. Others also slowly gathered together, and seemed to have the same idea as the boatman.

Seeing that the brothers below were unwilling to fight again, the loach in the waves hesitated for a moment with a gloomy face, then floated up, exposed his head above the water, and said: "In this case, let's retreat first. Anyway, the things are already in hand. Let the gang leader find a way to deal with them later."

His men had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. At the order of the loach in the waves, the people of the Jinsha Gang disappeared in the river in a blink of an eye. This Jinsha River is their back garden. No one is more familiar with it than them. They can leave at any time and no one can stop them.

Qingyang watched the people of the Jinsha Gang escape without chasing them. He was worried that this was a trick of the Jinsha Gang. If there was an ambush ahead, wouldn't he be trapped? Moreover, his physical strength was seriously consumed. There might be some dangers hidden in the river. He must have enough physical strength to deal with it.

Although Qingyang was already a cultivator, he had only practiced for a few days in total. His strength was low. He had been fighting in the river for a long time and had long been unable to hold on. After a long time, he was relieved to see that the people of the Jinsha Gang had really left.

Qingyang looked around, and all the people from the Jinsha Gang had disappeared, and the river had returned to calm. The boat had long since drifted to an unknown place, and the long-faced servant had also disappeared. The bodyguard Lao Liang was still there, dragging the half-dead Master Yang to the surface of the water, but judging from their appearance, it seemed that they would not be able to hold on for much longer.

The fierce battle just now did not have much impact on the two men. Seeing the people from the Jinsha Gang retreat, the bodyguard Lao Liang swam to Qingyang and said, "Young man, what should we do?"

Qingyang shook his head. He had no idea either. In the middle of the night, the river surface was hundreds of feet wide, and it was impossible to tell east from west, south from north, and he didn't know which side was the river bank. There was nowhere to escape.

Moreover, his physical strength was almost exhausted in the battle just now. If there was a place to take advantage of the power to rest and recover his physical strength, he might have enough energy to swim to the shore tomorrow morning. But on this vast water surface, the boat also disappeared, and there was not even a place to take advantage of the power. What else could he do?

As he was talking, Mr. Yang had already woken up. When he asked about the current situation, he was horrified and didn't care about his dignity. He shouted at the top of his voice: "Help, help, is there any passing boat, help."

How could there be any passing boat in the middle of the night? Qingyang couldn't help but shook his head. What's the point of shouting for help at this time? It's better to save some energy to escape. Swim hard in one direction. If you are lucky, you may be able to swim to the shore.

Listening to Mr. Yang's screams, Qingyang has gradually calmed down. After clearing his mind, he found a stupid way to escape to the shore.

It's true that you can't see the direction clearly at night, but if you feel it carefully in the water, Qingyang's mind should be able to judge the direction of the water flow, and the direction of the river bank must be perpendicular to the direction of the water flow. As long as you swim in one direction, you should be able to swim to the shore. The only thing to worry about is whether the people from the Jinsha Gang will come back and interfere with you.

According to this, the situation is not too bad. Thinking of this, Qingyang is not in a hurry. He takes a breath first, waits to determine the direction of the water flow, and then finds a way to swim to the shore. As for Boss Yang and Lao Liang, the master and servant, they can only rely on themselves.

Just as Qingyang was about to dive into the water to determine the direction of the water flow, suddenly, a light appeared in the distance, and it seemed that a small boat was coming towards this side.

Qingyang couldn't figure out why there was a boat passing by in the middle of the night. Could it be that the people from the Jinsha Gang went back to find helpers and were ready to catch them all in one fell swoop? However, Master Yang and his servant didn't care about these. When they saw the hope of survival, they all shouted at the top of their lungs.

The boat seemed to have heard the shouts from this side, and slowly sailed towards this side. When the distance was closer, they could see clearly that it was a fishing boat, slightly larger than the passenger ship they had taken before, and there was a canopy in the middle of the hull.

There was a lantern on the bow, which could barely illuminate the surrounding river surface. A young man dressed as a fisherman stood on the bow, holding a paddle in his hand, and a fishing net at his feet. It seemed that he was a fisherman who secretly went out to fish at night, and he should not be a member of the Jinsha Gang.

Seeing someone coming, Mr. Yang shouted even louder, not only scaring the fisherman on the bow, but also seeming to alarm the people in the canopy. A young woman came out of the cabin and stood beside the fisherman, and a small head secretly poked out from under the canopy, looking at them curiously, as if they were all from the same family.

Seeing the three people from Qingyang in trouble in the water, the fisherman didn't say anything. He first stretched out his hand and pulled the fat Mr. Yang onto the boat with Lao Liang, and then helped Lao Liang get on the boat. Since there was a boat coming, there was no need to risk swimming to the shore. Qingyang came to the side of the boat, then held onto the side of the boat with his hands, and with a slight push, he jumped onto the bow.