One of his subordinates came over holding an umbrella and reminded him with concern.
Rong Shaoze didn't move, and his straight back seemed a little stiffer.
Lin Xinlan looked up at the sky in panic, cursing inwardly that she was unlucky. It was a good day, but why did it rain?
There was a strong wind on the sea, and waves hit her one after another, drowning her.
Lin Xinlan could only seize the opportunity to breathe quickly when the sea water receded a little.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and in just a few minutes, the sea level rose a lot. It was not the rain that filled the sea, but the wind that blew all the sea water over.
The lowest line of the sea level has already reached her waist. After a while, it will probably rise to her chest and then submerge her head...
Lin Xinlan raised her head and looked at Rong Shaoze with hatred in her eyes. She bit her lip tightly and refused to ask for mercy.
He stood at the bow of the boat and did not leave, also waiting for her to beg for mercy.
But she just refused to give in to the devil even if she died...
She didn't know if it was because of the gloomy weather, but when she saw Rong Shaoze's face, it seemed that he was completely submerged in the shadows. He looked extremely gloomy, like a Shura from hell. When he saw it, he shuddered and felt fear all over his body.
Not only did she feel this way, but everyone standing around Rong Shaoze also felt this way.
The man holding the umbrella for him accidentally caught sight of his expression, and his hands shook in fright, and he almost dropped the umbrella to the ground.
Tao Hua looked solemn and couldn't help but say: "If you don't want her to drown, just rescue her as soon as possible. Once the tide comes in, it won't be so easy to save her."
Rong Shaoze slowly turned his head, looked at him gloomily, and said coldly: "Did I say I didn't want to drown her?"
Tao Hua smiled instead of being angry, and said coldly: "Then don't save her, let her drown."
Rong Shaoze stopped talking and moved his eyes to Lin Xinlan.
The seawater had submerged her chest, leaving only half of her body exposed. The pillar fixed in the sea seemed to be unable to withstand the impact of the seawater and began to sway.
Lin Xinlan's thin body was swaying in the sea water, as if she might be swallowed by the sea at any time.
Rong Shaoze held the railing tightly, his knuckles protruding and turning white, and his face became increasingly gloomy and terrifying!
Damn stubborn woman!
It's already this time and she still doesn't beg for mercy. Does she really want to die?!
Well, if you don’t beg for mercy, then you won’t beg for mercy if you drown in a while!
"Boom--" There was another thunder.
The sea breeze became more violent. Lin Xinlan was like a tiny leaf, swaying in the sea. When a wave came, her figure disappeared in an instant.
Rong Shaoze's expression became serious, and his eyes quickly widened.
The waves receded and he saw her face again.
In his heart, he breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief, but his body was still tense, like a bow and arrow ready to be fired, ready to fly away from the string at any time.
"Cough cough... cough cough..." Lin Xinlan felt extremely uncomfortable.
I drank a lot of water in my stomach, and my lungs seemed to be filled with water. I felt a tearing pain in my chest, and it was difficult to breathe. Every time I took a breath, I felt the urge to cry.
It was really uncomfortable. She would rather die immediately than die in pain.
Seeing Rong Shaoze standing on the bow of the boat indifferently, Lin Xinlan knew that if she didn't beg for mercy, he would not save her.
A feeling of despair suddenly arose in her heart, and she began to struggle hard, trying to break the rope.
She doesn't want to sit still and wait for death. Even if she is going to die, she must make a final death struggle.