In the roaring waves, the ship slowly docked on the pier.

This is a difficult process. The ups and downs caused the ship to bump continuously. Zhang Jinjie had to communicate with the captain in real time with his mobile phone in order to successfully get on the dock.

The ship occupied two berths after docking. After all, this was a private pier for yachts and speedboats, and a single berth was too small.

After locking the ship, the captain and crew hurriedly climbed down.

There were six people in total. The captain was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was very strong. He was a bald black man with two straight broken eyebrows. His eyes were big and his nose was collapsed. He was scary when he stared at people.

But he spoke very elegantly. After getting off the boat, he shook hands with Yang Shubao and half-bow, showing humility: "Thank you, thank you everyone, you saved my ship and my family. Thank you everyone, please accept the gratitude from me and my friends."

Zhang Jinjie shook hands with him and said, "Don't be stunned here for now. We have to find a place to shelter from the rain."

A crew member shouted: "We are not afraid of rain. When will the sailors walking on the sea not be baptized by water? Just keep the ship, just keep the cargo on the ship."

When the captain heard Zhang Jinjie speak, he knew that he was the one who had been playing against him all the time, so he took him to thank him again.

They introduced themselves. The captain was named Dilis. Yang Shubao didn't hear clearly at first and then thought of delicious ham.

Zhang Jinjie introduced him to Delis and said, "He is the master here, and I was called to help me."

Dilis thanked Yang Shubao again and said sincerely: "I hope you will visit our hometown after the disaster is over. I am a Congolese. My hometown is deep in the woods. There are so many delicious foods there. You are welcome to visit in the future."

Yang Shubao said: "I think there will be this opportunity. Now I invite you to visit my house first. I think you must have been struggling on the sea for a long time and must have been exhausted. So will it be much better to have a bottle of beer or some red wine later?"

The sailors were all addicted to alcohol, without exception.

In addition, sailors are all good at women, but this one has exceptions, and the exception is good at men.

When they heard that Yang Shubao had prepared beer and red wine for them, these people laughed excitedly.

Dellis said: "Please, gentlemen, I will give you some bottles of rum when the storm is over. This is a good wine we brought from the Caribbean. Maybe they are not well-known, but everyone knows that the rum produced in the Caribbean is the most authentic rum."

"Pirate's drink." Mason smiled.

A sailor raised his arms and shouted funnyly: "Respect the flying Dutchman! Respect the damn Captain Kidd!"

Yang Shubao asked Maisen to take them to the thatched hut in the reserve first, and he and Zhang Jinjie still had to stay here. According to the mayor's secretary, there should be a ship coming to them.

He was quite puzzled about this and asked Delis, "Since you're wearing stormy weather, why do you still have to go out to sea?"

Dilis smiled bitterly, and Zhang Jinjie rushed to say, "You haven't run a boat before. Many ships are operating in oceans. They didn't go out to sea in the past two days. There was no problem with the weather before going to sea."

"Yes," Dilis explained, "It is impossible for us to return after we receive the weather warning, because we have no money to waste, and we must continue to head to our destination."

Their ship originally wanted to fight, and drove overload and at full speed to enter Victor Port in the north of Durban Port in advance. In fact, this could be done according to their plan. Unfortunately, there were more changes at sea. The cargo ship had some mechanical failures while driving at high speed. They had time and had to find a port to temporarily park.

Dilis and others left, and Yang Shubao braved the wind and rain on the pier to wait for another ship.

The ship disappeared for a long time, so he got on the yacht to shelter from the rain.

The yacht was blown and shaking. Lao Yang felt a little disgusted if he didn't get on the boat for a long time.

He wanted to make some hot coffee to get rid of the cold, but when he walked to the kitchen, he suddenly heard Zhang Jinjie outside exclaiming.

The weather was very extreme today. He was worried that something would happen and rushed back immediately: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Jinjie's face turned pale. He held the door and looked at Yang Shubao with a blank look and asked, "Where did you go just now?"

Lao Yang felt inexplicably and said, "I'm going to make coffee, didn't you tell me?"

Zhang Jinjie shouted: "I know you're going to make coffee. I asked you where you went! Listen to me, is it him? I heard footsteps just now! There were strange footsteps!"

Uncle Yang asked suspiciously: "What strange footsteps?"

Zhang Jinjie said nervously: "Listen to me, Lao Hu, I must be mentally fine, but I really heard footsteps just now, and it was the sound of high heels and the sound of high heels hitting the boat board!"

A whirlwind suddenly blew over, and the yacht glass resonated and thumped, making people's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Yang Shubao said: "I know you are mentally fine. You just heard it wrong. How could there be any footsteps in high heels?"

Zhang Jinjie said tremblingly: "Is there any problem with your yacht? Oh, when I ran to the sea, I heard a story about a woman being killed by a shipyard worker. In order to destroy the body, the worker built the body into a giant ship under construction..."

‘Da da da da da da da da da...’

As he spoke, a crisp sound rang out from outside again.

The sound was a little dazed in the storm, but it was very clear. The sound of storm and howling wind could not suppress it.

Zhang Jinjie suddenly exploded: "That's it, that's the sound!"

Uncle Yang took out his belt and walked out. This was his only weapon at this time.

The two of them slowly walked out the door, and there was nothing outside, with only an empty bucket hanging in the air and dancing in the wind.

But they knew that the clattering sound just now was definitely not made by the bucket.

Uncle Yang turned around and said, "Don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in the world, don't think about it."

Zhang Jinjie shouted: "Who was thinking about it randomly? I just happened to think of that ghost story. Of course, I know that there are no ghosts in the world, and there are really no ghosts, right?"

Yang Shubao said: "You are such a fool. There is nothing scary if you have ghosts. Who has not had many relatives who are well-connected?"

Zhang Jinjie waved his hand and said, "If you have it, shut up, I feel even more relieved when I say this."

Yang Shubao asked, "I didn't usually see you afraid of ghosts, why did you suddenly remember this incident at this time?"

Zhang Jinjie said weakly: "When I ran to the sea before, when it was rainy and everyone couldn't do work, so they got together to tell ghost stories to pass the time. I formed an inertial thinking, and I was afraid at this time!"
Chapter completed!