Chapter 126 Not Let Him Die

These people were carrying guns, two or three each, which is why Molly resorted to extreme measures.

Molly picked up the guns and stuffed them into a sack. She continued walking step by step towards the boat.

The ship has three decks. The upper deck has living quarters, a restaurant, and a place to play cards, while the lower deck is a warehouse.

Molly followed the sound to the warehouse first. There were only two people downstairs, whom she easily dealt with. Then she went upstairs, taking care of those with guns; for the unarmed ones, she knocked them unconscious and tied them up.

She had more and more guns in her hands, and finally reached the third floor. After dealing with the people guarding the third-floor stairwell, Molly successfully climbed up to the third floor.

The third floor has only two suites, one smaller and the other larger. There was a slightly heavy breathing sound coming from the larger suite.

The door was locked, but that didn't stop Molly. She placed her left hand on the lock, and pink tentacles moved. After two or three seconds, a click came from the lock. Molly turned the doorknob and entered the room smoothly.

Upon entering, Molly first saw a leather sofa, then a dining table, and further inside were the room and bathroom.

Molly pushed open the door and met the gaze of the person on the bed. It was a pair of eyes filled with anger, but a flicker of surprise crossed their eyes when they saw Molly.

"Waaaaah..."

The man seemed to be saying something.

Molly put the bag on the ground and walked step by step toward the man on the bed. She removed the cloth from the man's mouth.

"Who are you?" the man asked sharply.

“You should state your name before asking others.” Molly scanned the room but didn’t see anything that could identify the man.

"You don't know who I am?" The man was extremely surprised. "Then how did you end up here?"

“You seem to have a particular fondness for asking people questions,” Molly sighed. “I’ll ask again, who are you?”

The use of the formal "you" indicates that Molly had a general idea of ​​the man's identity.

"Ji Geng," Ji Geng said. This woman was able to enter his room, so her identity must be extraordinary. Even if he didn't say anything, she would find out from other sources.

“Uncle Geng,” Molly said, her cold and murderous aura instantly vanishing, replaced by a gentle demeanor. “I’ll untie you.”

Ji Geng's hands and feet were bound, and had been bound for some time. At this moment, the blood circulation in his limbs was poor, and they felt numb and sore. He looked at Molly with surprise and doubt. The closer he got, the more he found that this girl was breathtakingly beautiful.

"You call me Uncle Geng?" Not only that, she even untied him. Aren't she and Assistant Sun on the same side?

“My name is Molly. Ji Hefeng calls you Uncle Geng, so naturally I will call you Uncle Geng too. I really liked the two cars you gave us before, but I haven’t had a chance to thank you. Hefeng said you even prepared a gift for me this time.” Molly smiled, her expression both obedient and a little shy.

Uncle Geng stared at her in shock, "You're Molly?"

Xiao Feng always said his wife was beautiful, like a fairy, one of a kind in heaven and earth. He always thought Xiao Feng was exaggerating, but now that he saw her in person, he had to admit that his nephew's wife was indeed uniquely beautiful.

"My companions are still down there. I'll go down first, you can take your time."

Molly was worried about He Pan and the drivers, and wondered if Assistant Sun had noticed anything unusual.

"The ship seems to have stopped."

"One of the drivers next to He Pan said."

Sun Zhu looked towards the sea and saw that the ship had indeed stopped. He winked at the person next to him, "Go to the cockpit and ask what's wrong."

"Yes." The man left.

As his clothes fluttered, He Pan caught a glimpse of the gun at the other man's waist. His heart sank. Did he have to carry a gun just to deliver a package?

"Do you need any help?" He Pan asked. He had several people with him, but Assistant Sun hadn't invited them into the cabin or even offered them water, which seemed rather odd.

And Molly, she was gone for more than ten minutes, did she discover something?

"No need," Sun Zhu refused decisively. "There won't be any problems."

The other party's tone was too firm, so He Pan didn't dare to say more and instead asked, "Uncle Geng's business must be very large, right?"

Sun Zhu chuckled, a hint of arrogance in his voice, "Not bad. Besides the port city, we also have business dealings with neighboring countries, and our fleet can go to Europe and America."

He Pan exclaimed in amazement, "You guys are amazing!"

Sun Zhu smiled modestly and said, "I earn a meager living through hard work, always having to be mindful of others' feelings. I'm not exactly impressive."

As he spoke, he looked towards the stern of the ship. "Miss Molly has been gone for so long, has she gotten lost?"

He Pan shook his head, "I don't know, let's go take a look."

"Let's wait a bit, we won't get lost on the boat anyway." Sun Zhu didn't think a little girl could cause any trouble; he was more concerned about why the boat had stopped.

According to his original plan, he would receive the final payment in the morning, take Ji Geng back to the port city to collect the money in the afternoon, and then board a ship to go abroad that night, never to return.

But now the ship has stopped—

Could it be that someone betrayed him?

A bad feeling welled up in Sun Zhu's heart. He was about to walk towards the driver's seat when he saw the beautiful woman coming down from upstairs and walking towards them step by step.

"You went upstairs?" Sun Zhu stared into Molly's eyes.

A look of confusion crossed Molly's face. "Can't we go?"

Sun Zhu silently reached for his waist, adopting a defensive posture.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

He Pan gestured with his eyes for the drivers behind him to stay put, and then made a move to walk forward. But as soon as he moved, Sun Zhu also moved, and He Pan felt a chill on his neck as something cold and hard pressed against it.

"Don't move." Sun Zhu kidnapped He Pan.

Molly's eyes darkened; it was too late. This Assistant Sun was very alert.

"Assistant Sun, what are you doing?" He Pan's voice trembled. He wanted to laugh, but because of fear, his laughter looked worse than crying.

"I won't do anything." Sun Zhu led He Pan to the driver's seat. "Please bear with me, Mr. He. I will release you once I have investigated the situation. Please cooperate now."

Molly killed two people in the driver's cab, knocked out one, and tied him up.

Sun Zhu didn't need to go inside to see the people lying motionless on the ground; his face darkened. He then led He Pan to the first floor, where there were seven people, all dead.

"Did you do it?" Assistant Sun looked directly at Molly. "Or do you have other accomplices?"

Molly didn't answer. "Let He Pan go, and I'll let you leave."

“I don’t trust you,” Sun said. “You lower the lifeboat down, and I’ll take Mr. He away. Once we’re in a safe place, I’ll release Mr. He.”

"Okay." Molly agreed quickly. She didn't want Sun Zhu's life; she only wanted to ensure He Pan's safety.

Molly didn't know the location of the escape raft. After searching for a while with several drivers, and with Sun Zhu's guidance, they successfully lowered the raft. Throughout the process, Sun Zhu remained hidden behind He Pan, the muzzle of his gun pressed tightly against He Pan's neck, never letting up for a moment.

As the two descended the elevator, Sun Zhu made He Pan hold him firmly in place, their bodies pressed tightly together.

Uncle Geng arrived at that moment, carrying a gun.

Molly pressed his hand down, "Don't move, that's my brother, he can't be hurt."

Uncle Geng was unwilling, but he still listened to Molly and watched helplessly as Sun Zhu and He Pan boarded the lifeboat.

“I know him; he won’t keep He Pan,” Uncle Geng said.

Molly's expression changed. She snatched the gun from Uncle Geng's hand and aimed it at Sun Zhu's head. But the lifeboat had already moved more than a hundred meters away and was still heading further away.

She saw Sun Zhu grin maliciously in their direction. The next second, he pointed the gun at He Pan's heart.

Bang!

He Pan lay on the side of the escape boat, his head tilted to the side.

At the same time, another gunshot rang out, and the bullet flew towards Sun Zhu, hitting him squarely in the head.

"boss!"

Several drivers exclaimed in surprise.

The next second, a figure jumped off the ship.

"Molly!"

"Boss Mo!"

Uncle Geng and the drivers were terrified.

"Don't stand there, quickly launch the lifeboats."

Molly, once in the sea, swam toward He Pan at top speed, her mind filled with only one thought: she had to save He Pan.

So, Uncle Geng and the other drivers saw Molly in the water like a fish, and in the blink of an eye, she was on the lifeboat.

How long did it take her to cover 200 meters? Half a minute? Ten seconds? Or less than five seconds?

Molly climbed onto the lifeboat, threw the dead Sun Zhu into the sea, and helped up the unconscious He Pan. Before she could say a word, she placed her left palm on He Pan's chest, and tens of thousands of pink tentacles entered He Pan's body.

"Sister-in-law?"

As soon as He Pan opened his mouth, blood gushed out.

“Don’t speak,” Molly commanded.

He Pan usually listened to Molly, but this time, he didn't want to listen. He continued, "I... I can't live anymore."

"He can live. Don't speak." Molly didn't know if He Pan could live, but she would do her best, using every last bit of strength to keep him alive.

How can someone survive a bullet piercing their chest?

He Pan didn't want to die. He struggled for more than ten years and used every means to survive. Just when things were getting better and better and his factory was about to open, he couldn't bear to die.

But he was still going to die.

"All my possessions are yours—"

He Pan couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.

When Molly woke up again, she was in a hospital in the port city.

"Where's He Pan?" That was the first thing she said when she woke up.

Beside the hospital bed was a young-looking female caregiver. When she saw Molly wake up, she smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, "You've been in a coma for three days, you've finally woken up."

“And He Pan? He’s the gentleman who was with me. He’s very strong and tall,” Molly said.

“He’s in the next room, he’s fine, and he’s already awake. Boss Geng said that you’ll definitely ask about Mr. He when you wake up, so he specifically instructed me to keep an eye on Mr. He’s condition.” The caregiver’s Mandarin wasn’t very standard, and he spoke a little slowly.

When Molly heard that He Pan was alright, she breathed a sigh of relief, then asked curiously, "Boss Geng? Isn't it Boss Ji?"

"It's Boss Geng, that's what everyone calls him."

"oh."

Could it be that Uncle Geng's surname in Gangcheng is Geng, not Ji?