I swam on with the two sisters, and soon we found the wooden board again. With the support of the board, our swimming became easier.
I originally thought that we were out of the ghost ship's range and everything would be fine, but things were not as simple as I imagined.
Before long, the fog around us thickened again, and the low voice from before came from behind us.
"Come over slowly, or I'll shoot you dead!"
I looked back and saw that the small boat had somehow caught up. Figures on the boat flickered in and out of the mist.
Damn it, this ghost ship is relentless!
Hearing the nightmarish voice, the two sisters trembled all over, but couldn't help but want to look back.
I quickly stopped them.
"Don't look back, we were fooled by this thing just now! I think as long as we don't look at him, he can't affect us!"
Hearing my words, the two sisters no longer dared to look back and swam forward with me.
Perhaps because we didn't respond, gunshots suddenly rang out from behind!
With a loud bang, I instinctively tried to dodge but was surprised to find that no bullets were coming.
This ghost thing is indeed a scene replay. As long as we ignore it, it is powerless against us!
My judgment became more certain, and I lowered my head and swam forward desperately.
But before we could swim far, gunshots suddenly rang out again from behind!
I originally thought it was just him simulating gunshots to threaten us, but after this gunshot, a sense of crisis suddenly arose in my heart. Before I could react, a bullet grazed my ear and hit the water!
What the hell, how is this possible?!
How could he actually fire a shot?
I was extremely shocked, could this ghost thing already affect the real world?
I knew this shot was a warning to us, so I had no choice but to stop.
"Come over quickly, or I'll let you die here."
The low, hoarse voice was gone, replaced by a woman's voice that I found somewhat familiar.
This voice... is it the woman who was surrounded by insects just now?!
I looked back at the boat, and it was indeed her!
There were no figures on the strange small boat anymore, but the woman who had fallen into the water earlier.
The woman's appearance was terrifying. Her face was bloodless, her temples bulged, and her face was covered in veins.
She looked no different from a zombie in a zombie movie.
Even more frightening, her body was covered with bumps of various sizes, and her entire body had grown two or three times larger.
The bumps seemed to be alive, constantly moving on her body!
I was sure that the bulges under her skin were the insects that had been underwater before.
Has this woman become a puppet controlled by insects to survive?
She has truly turned into a monster!
Seeing us look back, the woman didn't move, and became impatient. She fiddled with the gun in her hand.
"It seems you really want to die here. Fine, I'll grant you your wish."
I carefully considered the current situation. There was no other way but to get on the boat.
After all, this woman had a gun on the boat, and we were in the water. If we wanted to escape, we would be easy targets, like clay pigeons.
There was no other choice. Staying in the water meant death, while getting on the boat offered a chance to maneuver.
Moreover, my physical condition far surpassed this woman's. Even if she was symbiotic with the insects, it couldn't change the objective reality.
Previously, I had only threatened them with a gun and had not shown my formidable close-combat abilities. This was a trump card I could use to turn the situation around at a critical moment.
Having made up my mind, I pulled the two sisters and slowly swam towards the small boat.
As I swam, I observed the situation on the boat.
I have to say, people trained by the company are increasingly ruthless. This woman, while pointing the gun at us, was also cutting herself with a dagger!
At first, I didn't know what she was doing until I saw the insects under her skin crawling out through the wounds. Then I understood.
This woman is playing a sick game!
If this scene were to happen in ancient times, it could be compared to Guan Yu scraping bone to heal his wound.
As the wounds on her body increased, a hint of pain flashed across the woman's face from time to time, but she didn't make a sound.
My evaluation of this woman not only increased. For an ordinary person, let alone cutting themselves with a knife, even undergoing surgery with anesthesia would be terrifying.
I saw that after the worms wriggling inside her body came out, she crushed them one by one with her foot.
To deal with such a ruthless person, I must find an opportunity for a decisive blow and not let her "play dead" again!
Even though I deliberately delayed, we eventually reached the side of the boat.
Get on the boat!