If you don’t have the face to beg him, for the sake of your mother-Russell believes that he will definitely take himself with him.

100% probability to let yourself live.
Or risk being instantly killed by the other party … Let everyone live together.
"-be a hero, Russell."
Bad sun sounds like auditory hallucinations in Russell’s ear.
"I can go to your dad …"
Russell bitten to grind unbearable low scolded 1.
He finally understood the meaning of bad day.
If he appeared in front of people and was witnessed by others, he would help to kill the only gangster left on a bad day … Then three people who died in his room in the same way would naturally become his achievements.
Russell, who doesn’t know fencing and has never killed anyone, will become a "hero" in such a fog.
Break the illusion with a poke than a false hero.
….. He was afraid.
Russell was really scared.
Afraid of being killed directly by nervous gangsters, afraid that the captain will die in the fight, the boat will fall, afraid that he will screw up and leave hidden dangers in the future, afraid that he will cheat himself and leave secretly on a bad day.
Hundreds of lives-be selfish and maybe have your own future happiness.
Retreat, failure, betrayal … mistakes will lead to different forms of tragedy.
Great psychological pressure made Russell’s fingers numb, his legs weak, his breath short and his cheeks flushed.
His heart is beating violently, which is clearer than hearing his own heartbeat and feeling the vibration in his chest.
What’s me?
But …
I don’t know, but he can’t turn a blind eye to it
Russell clenched the dagger and staggered to the captain’s room.
He rushed on the way when the alarm sounded.
His heart is tight.
….. Are you late?
The boat suddenly shook violently and tilted-some soft legs were thrown to the other side wall by inertia.
The pain interrupted Russell’s thoughts, but it also made him wake up.
Without waiting for the boat to regain its balance or calm down to restore its straight ability, Russell did not hesitate to climb up with his hands on the wall and walked step by step to the captain’s room with the first-class door closed.
Less than 100 meters is so long.
finally
Russell gasped violently and silently at the door of the captain’s cabin and clenched the dagger.
-then clear than heard inside, sounded the bolt.
Chapter Saint’s beheading
It seems that Russell’s determination to be named "beheaded by a saint" suddenly shines with a glimmer of light.
Feeling some kind of damp, Russell felt his neck consciously.
He felt the blood on his hands.
The slight pain made him really realize that there was a strange wound on his neck.
In this way, the dangerous position could easily touch the aorta, but it didn’t hurt Russell’s life
He can wipe the blood from his hands to the knife.
As the blood covered the original white part of the knife, a bright red blade was slowly pulled out by Russell.
It’s no longer a short knife to cut watermelon before.
But Russell himself determines the most convenient blade length.
Just as Russell was soaked in the blood of his left hand is this long scabbard.
He held the idea of trying a knife and cut it at the lock of the silent captain’s room!
It’s not the sharp noise when the sharp blade hits the metal, nor the spring noise when the heavy object cuts the door lock.
But rath that extremely intense and sharp noise that Russell had expected-
Like a saw when the iron sheet is sent to high-speed rotation, it makes a sharp sound and bursts with sparks.
This really scared Russell himself.
He also immediately realized that the other party would inevitably realize that he was outside the door.
And just then the boat swung to the other side.
So Russell immediately followed the swing force and stuck it on the other side of the wall.