Upon seeing three dead bodies on the speedboat, he instinctively retrieved the stretchers and ropes.
It's early morning, and they haven't attracted attention because of the frequent firefights along the Philippine coast, but they still need to deal with those three mercenaries as soon as possible, otherwise, they'll be doomed if other mercenaries see them.
Although their team was formed temporarily and wasn't outstanding, it wasn't too bad either.
With Song Yuanchao helping to hoist the people from the medical ship and others on the speedboat responsible for transporting them, it only took a few rounds to get all three mercenaries onto the medical ship.
Based on her extensive experience from countless battles, Chen Rou knew that when killing someone, one must kill them completely. So, before hanging them up, she made a horizontal slash, cutting open the throats of the dead mercenaries like a pig being slaughtered, and dumping all their blood into the sea.
She was a woman, only 22 years old, but her throat-slitting technique was as skillful as that of a seasoned butcher.
The poor prostitutes were still tied up and huddled together, trembling.
In their eyes, Chen Rou's skill in killing one person with a single cut was even more terrifying than that of the mercenaries.
She was practically a ruthless female demon.
There were three sets of mercenary uniforms in total. Wearing them would greatly ensure their safety. Wan Daozai wore one set, and Chen Rou also took one set, but there was one set left. Since Kuang Zai was too young to fit into it, Chen Rou said to a rather plump prostitute, "You wear this set. We'll pretend to be mercenaries and escape, how about it?"
She should have asked, because when she did, two prostitutes started crying at the same time. The one who had just screamed said in a Taiwanese accent, "Sister, we're all women, please have pity on us. We're worthless, anyone can have their way with us, but we don't want to die. Please don't hurt us, okay?"
The Taiwanese man found it ridiculous: "Are you stupid, sister? Miss Chen clearly wanted to save you."
"If you want to save us, just let us go! Why are you making us wear this? We don't want it!" the prostitute cried.
People are diverse; some are good, some are bad; some are intelligent, some are foolish; some are kind by nature, and some are inherently wicked.
The fat prostitute and the prostitute speaking with a Taiwanese accent were both crying, not wanting to wear clothes, but there was a thin, frail prostitute who said, "Miss, give me your clothes. I'm not afraid to die, and I don't want to be bullied by those mercenaries anymore. If you have a gun, you'd better give me one too. I want to kill the mercenaries, one by one."
This shows that appearances can be deceiving; the thinnest and weakest of the three prostitutes was actually the bravest.
Chen Rou immediately cut the ropes binding her and threw the clothes to her.
With three people and three sets of military uniforms, they could easily be mistaken for a qualified mercenary team if you didn't look closely.
Seeing that Chen Rou had cut the ropes of her companions but not her own, the fat prostitute became unhappy and timidly asked, "Sister, could you help me untie the ropes? These ropes are making my wrists hurt and my knees ache."
Taiwanese men despise prostitutes the most, but although they despise them in their hearts, they won't curse them casually.
Chen Rou was different. She saved these prostitutes out of kindness, but she was particularly fierce towards them. She gave the fat prostitute a cold look and asked, "Do you also want to be untied?"
The fat prostitute nodded repeatedly: "Please."
The prostitute, speaking with a Taiwanese accent, pleaded, "Please, sister, untie me too, my arms hurt so much!"
Chen Rou said, "Wan Daozi, find two pieces of rag to gag them, so they won't make a fuss."
The Taiwanese guy chuckled: "Yes, madam!"
The two prostitutes tried to struggle, but Wan Daozai found two pieces of rag and quickly gagged them.
Then Chen Rou tied the speedboat to the medical ship and let it travel with the medical ship, so that the driver would not have to drive it.
She, Wan Daozi, and the skinny prostitute were all dressed as mercenaries. As long as they covered their faces with black cloths, even the mercenaries in Gui Tou Chang Park wouldn't recognize them for a short time, and they could take a breather for a while.
It's only 10 a.m., too early. It's not the best time to go to Gui Tou Chang's park. The boat is circling at sea, so everyone can take a break.
Chen Rou said to Wan Daozai, "I'll keep watch, you go to sleep first, then I'll take my turn to sleep."
They had been working for a long time, and everyone was exhausted. But despite being skinny like a bean sprout and timid, Wan Daozi was actually very manly. He said, "Ms. Chen, I'm a man, you know. I can stay up for a few more nights."
The boy who had just been rescued, Little Kwong said, "You don't look like you're in very good health, so how come you can endure it?"
The Taiwanese guy got angry when he heard this: "What do you know? I used to be a famous nightclub prince in Taipei. I could drink three bottles of XO in one night and stay up as late as I wanted."
A bottle of XO costs thousands of NT dollars, only the rich can afford it. If he could afford XO, why would he go to the Philippines to work as a laborer? This sounds like nonsense. Kuang rolled his eyes at him and then said to Chen Rou, "Ms. Chen Rou, I actually know you."
Because the original owner had competed in the Miss Hong Kong pageant and was somewhat famous, almost everyone in Hong Kong knew Chen Rou.
But there must be another reason why Xiao Kuangzai said he knew her.
After a moment's thought, Chen Rou asked Kuang Zai, "Kuang Zai, did you already know Mr. Nie Zhao?"
In their past lives, Nie Zhao and this young Kuang Zai escaped from the Philippines together. After that, the young Kuang Zai followed Nie Zhao and served as his bodyguard. Chen Rou had some suspicions that the two of them might have been old acquaintances.
Sure enough, Little Kwong said, "My father's name is Kwong Shing-tak. He runs a Chinese medicine clinic. He was the family doctor of the late Mrs. Nie. Mr. Nie Zhao and I are indeed old acquaintances. I often accompanied my father on his rounds, so I have known him for a long time."
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