Chapter 227 Artificial Respiration

Unable to recognize what kind of shark this was, Shimizu Koji slowly pulled his hand away.

It couldn't be said to be scalding hot, but at least at this moment, hot blood flowed out of the shark's mouth, along his hands and arms, and mixed with the cold sea water.

Shimizu Koji's clothes had been bitten with several holes, and the places where the shark bit him were also in pain.

Shimizu Koji was sure that there was also his share of this hot blood, but he didn't know if it was because of the eye injury, and these pains had almost no effect on him.

Even, looking into the shark's small eyes, his two magatama slowly turned in his eyes, and Shimizu Koji only felt the hot blood surging all over his body, and he didn't feel the cold sea water at all.

The clenched and powerful fist seemed to be synchronized with the nerves in the brain, jumping and trembling vigorously.

It was a very energetic and refreshing feeling that made people intoxicated.

The shark should be dead, but Shimizu Koji could still feel the faint connection between them.

This connection comes from the bloody color in the shark's eyes, from his Sharingan, or from his soul ability.

But it is more likely that the two abilities are integrated.

But Shimizu Koji has no mood or time to think about these questions.

He glanced at Kazuha in his arms. At this moment, her eyes were closed and her face was pale.

If Shimizu Koji had not been very clear about life and death, it would have been difficult to tell whether she was still alive for a while.

Looking back, although Suzuki Maru's voyage was very slow, it had already covered a considerable distance at this moment.

It was almost a matter of life and death just now, but in fact, four or five minutes had passed.

It would not be a big problem to swim back in the sea with Kazuha in his arms, but it would be a big problem whether Kazuha could survive until then.

Moreover, there might be other sharks.

Shimizu Koji held Kazuha tightly in front of him, and at this moment, he no longer cared about the difference between men and women.

He stretched his hands from her ribs, locked them around her chest, lifted Kazuha up, and lifted her upper body to float on the water, so that she could continue to breathe fresh air.

The Sharingan's magatama slowly turned, and the shark with bloodshot eyes gradually moved.

This somewhat scary shark, with a hole in its head and blood still flowing out, finally just obediently dived into the water, turned into a mount, and appeared under the crotch of Shimizu Koji.

The waves were crashing under the calm sea surface, the dim moonlight was sparkling, and a clear white wave slid quickly across the dark sea.

Five minutes later.

Shimizu Koji reached out and grabbed the iron ladder on the side of Suzuki Maru.

Looking back, the bright red on the sea had disappeared, and with the naked eye, there was no trace of Pu Siqinglan's body.

And it is certain that the number of sharks in this sea area will definitely not be small. If nothing unexpected happens, they should not have any chance to see each other again.

And the cool sea motorcycle, the shark with a hole in its head should be completely dead at this time. The connection between Shimizu Koji and it was completely broken when he just approached Suzuki Maru.

The shark half floated and half sank into the vast deep sea, and it was unknown which fish would eat it.

Kazuha was held between the ribs by Shimizu Koji with his extremely strong arm strength. At this moment, he was free from the cold sea water, and the smoothness and light body temperature of Kazuha were also transmitted to Shimizu Koji's brain.

As he climbed, Shimizu Koji felt that the touch was a bit strange, so he looked down.

The simple white shirt was soaked, and the buttons were almost open, and the white and delicate abdomen was all the way up.

I don't know when, maybe it was the struggle at the beginning, or the dragging swimming all the way, Kazuha's bra was gone.

And his arm was clamped on Kazuha's chest.

Shimizu Koji took a look and retracted his gaze, but it was not that he didn't like it, but he just didn't have time to appreciate it.

He exerted force with one hand and took Kazuha all the way from the side of Suzuki Maru and climbed back to the deck.

The clothes of both of them were naturally soaked. Shimizu Koji's coat was now tightly attached to him. With his movements, the lines of muscles that were sometimes vigorous and undulating could be clearly seen.

Put He Ye on the cold deck. The lowest place was still accompanied by the moonlight.

Take off the coat, take off the shirt inside, wring it dry, Shimizu Koji is bare-chested, tie the shirt in a knot, and tie it to He Ye's thigh to stop the bleeding.

Late at night, the people on the boat have not yet discovered Kankawa Ryu's death.

Looking at He Ye, who was almost naked like him, his eyes passed over the white and tender bamboo shoots in front of her. Her little face was a little blue from the cold. Shimizu Koji half-knelt down and squatted on her.

He crossed his hands in a professional posture and pressed directly on her chest. He felt an indescribable temperature, first cold, and then a faint warm body temperature.

Shimizu Koji did not dare to delay and immediately performed chest compressions on He Ye to drain water.

After Kazuha spit out several mouthfuls of seawater, Shimizu Koji changed his position, leaned over, propped up her neck slightly, took a breath, and put his mouth hard on the pair of cherry lips that were almost cold and bloodless.

And when he entered, there was only a salty taste of seawater.

Breathe. Breathe.

Release, breathe, and continue.

After several rounds, He Ye finally responded, but her reaction did not make Qing Shui Koji feel so good.

"Ahem——!" He Ye coughed hard.

Qing Shui Koji quickly opened his mouth, turned his head to the side, and spit the sea water in his mouth to the side.

He Ye's eyelids trembled. Before she woke up, her chest was exposed to the cold night, and the sea breeze swept over her, which made her shiver uncontrollably.

When she woke up faintly, she opened her eyes and saw a dark figure squatting on her.

Her mouth was held again, but the other party seemed to notice that she had woken up. This time, he did not breathe again and directly released her cherry lips.

He Ye's vision was very blurry. She blinked slowly, and then blinked again, and finally saw the face of the person in front of her clearly.

Her brain was confused and blank, and she even felt that Qing Shui Koji was a little strange, but with the moonlight, she clearly saw Qing Shui Koji's beautiful and fair upper body.

The muscles are perfect and the eight white abdominal muscles are very eye-catching, especially when Shimizu Koji stood up, showing them completely in front of He Ye.

But Shimizu Koji's mind was far away at this moment, because as He Ye woke up, troubles would come one after another.

He Ye was dazed and kept staring at Shimizu Koji. She seemed to remember who this was, and at the same time, she gradually recalled the previous situation.

Her face was a little ruddy, but her eyes were more confused and frightened.