"Hahaha, Queen, you didn't throw it accurately either. The chief's clothes are just a bit dirtier, but he didn't lose any hands or feet."
"I was off the mark the first time I threw it. I'll definitely hit it after a few more throws and blow him to pieces."
“You’ve thrown three already, and they’re still all inaccurate. You’re the one who created all the craters on the ground, and not a single one of them has any severed limbs or blood. You’re even worse.”
"Okay, next time, I'll definitely try my best to throw accurately and try to fry that curly-haired guy into five pieces. Oh well, what can I do? I'm just a kid."
"Alright, you work harder, and I'll add some fuel too. Next time, we'll throw one in each hand, making four in total. We'll definitely fry them into mincemeat."
"Oh right, little master is so stupid. Why didn't you think of this method at the beginning? The Queen is so smart."
The leader and Ben, who were practically buried in mud, were like two people in a coffin: ...
All those affected: ...They no longer dared to call themselves demons.
"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore, Boss, you can play with them by yourself, I peed, I need to go home and change my pants."
"Waaah, I'm not playing anymore. My legs are too weak to run, and I'll be lying in the next crater. Even the Great Healer can't protect me. Boss, please have mercy and just give up."
"Boss, please, I still want to go home and take care of my parents."
"Ben, tell me about your ancestors for eighteen generations. I want to go home. I miss my mother."
"Yeah, Ben, just answer whatever they want to ask honestly. My legs are still shaking. Next shot, no, next four shots, and you won't see me alive anymore."
The crowd knelt on the ground, begging with tears and snot streaming down their faces, their filth as thick as mud.
They had no doubt that the devil was joking when he said he would throw four bullets at once.
She really threw it, boohoo.
Two bullets were enough to terrify me, four...
That's too brutal!
They don't want to experience that heart-pounding moment again, not even a little bit.
The leader and Ben crawled out of the mud, their faces drained of color.
The leader said, "Okay, I'll confess everything."
Ben: "I said, I said everything, let me go back to my country, I will never set foot in China again."
Zhang Dongchao and Xie Lin exchanged winks.
Brother Lin, you're late. If you had come earlier, you would have seen something even more exciting. Your wife is such a little devil; she's better than anyone at playing mind games.
Xie Lin glanced at him sideways, "Aren't you tired of carrying that? Why aren't you getting back to work? Ask for more details."
"yes!"
"Hehe, you stinky egg, come on, I'll take you to wipe out their nest." Shishi waved her little basket, laughing innocently.
Xie Lin affectionately pinched her nose, "No need to go. Lu Fan has already led the team to search the island and they should be moving things onto the ship."
"What about the food and money? Did you release them out for them to take as well?"
What do you think?
Shishi didn't care, "It's for Dad, I'm willing."
The trip went very smoothly. They rescued their comrades, raided the pirates' hideout, and thwarted Curly's plan—a triple victory.
Zhang Dong's interrogation yielded quite a few results.
Pirates not only committed atrocities at sea, but also frequently went ashore to burn, kill, and plunder, taking countless lives.
The money and coupons in the warehouse were all obtained through theft or robbery, and the grain was obtained through both robbery and purchase.
The gold, apart from the transaction funds that were originally intended to be delivered in cooperation, was the rest that they dug up from the home of a wealthy merchant's descendant.
The wealthy merchant's descendant was denounced and persecuted; he is now dead, and his property has become ownerless.
Pirates cannot escape their crimes; they will face legal punishment.
Regarding the question that Shishi asked earlier, these curly-haired people did indeed come from Beijing, and their mission was to find design geniuses and bring them back to their homeland.
The mole in Shanghai received the information in Beijing. Either the people lurking in both places were in contact, or the mole betrayed both sides with a single piece of information.
It is unknown who the appointer is, but he is definitely from their country.
Why not suspect an inside job in Beijing? It's simple: the Beijing-made artwork had a known source.
When Curly arrived at the island, it wasn't that the boss sent someone to pick him up; instead, a boat took him directly to the island, taking the path to the other side.
That man was a high-ranking official in the area, and the pirates had given him many good things. He also received benefits from this cooperation between the two sides.
They were so in sync during the game, not revealing each other's identities. They're probably thinking of following his lead again next time, haha.
"Brother Lin, these bastards steal from their own people and give it to people from other countries. If their ancestors knew, they would be turning in their graves."
"Did you get the name?"
"I asked, and here you are."
Zhang Dong handed over a piece of paper with names, occupations, and physical characteristics written on it, as well as a list of the benefits the pirates had given him over the years.
"It's a pity he's from over there; we can't punish him."
Xie Lin sneered, "That's not necessarily true. Heaven has eyes; there will always be a chance."
If the open methods don't work, then try the covert ones.
"Tie them up and take them back. Do whatever you need to do."
"There are a few boats moored behind the island. One is ours, and the other two look pretty good. Take them all back; good things shouldn't be wasted."
"good."
Looking at Ben's disheveled figure, Xie Lin thought of Sun Xuexiang.
If he doesn't catch Ben, will he then have contact with Sun Xuexiang?
Based on the trajectory of people who are familiar with each other in both worlds, these two will most likely end up together, just like in the other world.
Love that transcends the vast ocean is truly touching.
It's time to find a reason to "drive away" Sun Xuexiang.
"You stinky egg, let Friday out. I want to take him back to keep Wednesday and Thursday company."
Before leaving the island, Shishi didn't forget her friends.
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