Chapter 215 A Journey to Death



Of course he wouldn't have it, and immediately tried to grab the man and take the knife.

But the moment he turned his hand, Chen Rou didn't run away. Instead, she did another downward kick and then raised her blade vertically on the ground. Awei was stunned for a moment because the tip of Xuefeng Blade was pressed against his throat.

"Wow, Miss Chen, this is simply amazing! This is what you call a riot of flowers."

"sharp!"

"This knife is sharp enough to cut a broken blade cleanly in two!"

Chicken Brother and the three fierce generals were outside. Hearing the fighting sounds in the cabin, they peeked in and saw Ah Biao's machete. Chen Rou snatched the knife away and, in a flash, subdued Ah Wei.

Chen Rou's habit is that she prefers to convince people with actions rather than trying to persuade them with words.

Initially, Master Er thought that he should let his men handle the matter. He helped Chen Rou by having her cooperate with him in a DNA test, and that would be the end of it.

But since the morning tea session began, he has been hesitant to bring up his conditions again.

Although Chen Rou did not explicitly refuse, her actions spoke volumes: she was the one in charge of this mission.

Of course, Master Er was unwilling, and after hearing that the owner of the park was Ah Ha, the nephew of Gui Tou Chang, he had a lot more worries. First, he was afraid that the other party had a lot of people, and second, he was afraid that the other party had too much firepower.

He didn't want anything to happen to his men, and he wanted even less to happen to Chen Rou.

Even if this girl wasn't his blood relative, he had to admit her excellence. After all, she was the first girl in front of him to be able to shoot at 1.8 kilometers with a Barrett rifle and to wield a cavalry saber unarmed.

The sun had already fully risen, but let's leave that aside for now. Master Er reached out his hand: "Help me up to the deck for a walk."

Chen Rou reached out her hand, and Er Ye took her hand, his other hand naturally resting on his cane.

As Chen Rou emerged from the cabin, she saw Song Yuanchao standing at the corner of the stairs, holding a piece of bread and casually tossing it into the sea. She asked, "Brother Song, is there any news from over there?"

Song Yuanchao carried Chen Rou's phone, that small flip phone, and said, "There probably isn't a signal, right?"

Chen Rou said, "Open it and take a look. I think it should be there."

Unlike old-fashioned mobile phones that could only register with communication towers, flip phones were satellite phones that could connect to the US communication satellite network. However, of course, using them to make satellite calls was extremely expensive.

Song Yuanchao took out his small phone and saw that, sure enough, the signal was full.

However, after checking his call log, he said, "Only the boss called twice; there were no other calls."

Chen Rou helped Grandpa Er up the stairs and said, "Then let's wait a little longer."

He added, "Remember to notify me immediately if you receive a call."

Of course, Master Er would ask, "What important phone call would you have to wait for on the high seas?"

On the high seas, people rely on radio communication, and old-fashioned mobile phones are no longer usable. However, technology is constantly evolving, and the United States has developed mobile phones. As long as there are satellites, you can connect to the satellite and make calls. Just thinking about this makes me worry.

Because the so-called "Young and Dangerous" group is still in a very primitive stage, characterized by fighting and killing.

It's not difficult for them to kill people; the difficulty lies in what if the Americans track their movements?

This is a cargo ship; it can't go fast. If an American patrol ship tracks them down, all it takes is one torpedo to hit them on the high seas. With a bang, Master Er and his cronies, including Chen Rou, will all be sent to heaven.

By the way, if he dies, who will be the biggest beneficiary?

Thinking that Master Dong would then dominate Kowloon, and that his eyebrows and beard would probably be strutting with joy, Master Er's mood became even more depressed. Of course, he wouldn't show it. He just pointed his cane at the distant horizon and the faint coastline, and said with a smile, "We've passed Macau. Although my Er Hong has many bad habits, he doesn't like gambling."

Chen Rou thought for a moment and asked, "He wouldn't be like me, never even stepped foot inside a casino, would he?"

The old man wanted a granddaughter not because that individual was so important to him, but because he wanted to be able to share his memories and reminisce about the person he loved most in the past, just like he is doing now, in front of a child.

Master Er smiled and asked, "How did you know?"

Chen Rou smiled and said, "I guessed."

But he added, "However, I'm sure I guessed right, because you set an example, so Erhong couldn't possibly be a gambler."

Master Er nodded deeply: "That's right."

But after speaking to his master, he said, "But I am narrow-minded and cannot let go, and he is naturally the same."

If he hadn't insisted on arguing with Master Dong and refused to back down, his son wouldn't have made that bet and tried to steal the limelight. He would be in his forties or almost fifty now.

Chen Rou was naturally uncomfortable that she had tricked such an elderly man into traveling thousands of miles across the sea to kill someone for her. Of course, she also guessed that he was thinking about his enemy, Master Dong, and that once everyone she brought was buried overseas, Master Dong would become the biggest winner. Naturally, she was very uncomfortable.

She didn't know what to say for the time being, but when she saw a shimmering silver light on the sea in the distance, she blurted out, "Silver!"

When Erye saw it, he laughed: "They're just a group of sea bream passing through."

Looking around again, he said, "The weather is really nice today, not a cloud in the sky."

Then he asked Chen Rou, "Do you like fishing?"

Due to her profession, Chen Rou's hobbies are generally those that men prefer. So she loves riding motorcycles and racing. Of course, she also likes fishing, but fishing is more about calming down and clearing her mind.

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