Chapter 121 Echoes from the Deep Sea
The salty sea water poured into his mouth and nose, and the chill was like countless needles piercing his bones. In the sinking darkness, Savika heard his heartbeat gradually being swallowed by the waves.
The roar of the explosion was still echoing in my ears, and Victor's ferocious face and his confidant's smug sneer flashed in my mind.
"Just sleep like this..." a voice coaxed in the darkness, "This world has always been hell anyway..."
Savika's consciousness gradually became blurred, as if a pair of gentle hands were dragging him into eternal sleep.
Let’s end it…
This life of crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood is enough...
Maybe falling asleep like this is also a kind of relief...
Just when he was about to give up struggling, Su Lixia's face suddenly emerged in the darkness.
The warmth she felt when she curled up in his arms on a rainy night in northern Myanmar;
her trembling eyelashes as she fired her first shot;
With tears in her eyes, she tugged at his clothes: "You must come back... You are my only home..."
"Stupid cat..." He cursed in his heart, the air in his lungs almost running out, "I haven't... given birth to a child with you yet..."
Can’t sleep…she’s still waiting for me…
Live...must live...
The survival instinct erupts like a volcano!
Savika opened his eyes suddenly, the salty seawater choking his mouth and nose. He struggled upwards desperately, his severely injured body bursting out with the last of his strength...
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Lombok, Indonesia.
Savika woke up in excruciating pain, the scent of sandalwood and herbs lingering in his nostrils. With difficulty, he moved his eyes and found himself lying on a mahogany bed, its curtains fluttering gently in the sea breeze.
He tried to get up, but was forced to gasp by the severe pain in his shoulder and ribs.
"Don't move!" a clear female voice came, speaking English with an exotic accent, "You have two broken ribs, and a shark almost bit through your shoulder!"
Savika narrowed his eyes. The girl standing beside the bed was about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was wearing an elegant silk batik shirt, and the gold bracelets on her wrists jingled with her movements. Her eyes gleamed like obsidian, and she made no secret of her interest in him.
"Where is this?" he asked hoarsely.
"Lombok." The girl raised her chin proudly. "I'm Nadia Rahma, and my father is the Sultan here. What's your name?"
Savika didn't answer, but silently surveyed her surroundings. It was a typical Javanese aristocratic mansion, with lush tropical gardens outside the windows and armed guards patrolling in the distance.
Seeing that he ignored her, Nadia suddenly reached out and gently stroked the scar on his abdominal muscles with her fingertips: "You are so handsome... More charming than those Indonesian men."
Savika slapped her hand away, her eyes suddenly cold: "Contact the Mo family."
"What's the rush?" She chuckled, and instead of retreating, she moved closer. "Heal your wounds first, and play with me~"
Before he could finish his words, the door curtain was suddenly opened and Nadia's brother Alim walked in quickly.
This shrewd young noble recognized Savika's identity at a glance. He was the commander-in-chief of the Mohist Burmese armed forces, a person who was currently being frantically sought throughout Southeast Asia.
"It seems my sister has found something truly remarkable." Alim chuckled softly in Javanese to his confidant. Turning to look at Savika, his expression was filled with concern. "Mr. Savika, take good care of yourself. My sister personally changed the dressings for you and healed your wounds."
He suddenly leaned forward, lowered his voice, and smiled meaningfully: "The Mo family is looking for you all over Southeast Asia... But I think we can have a good talk..."
Nadia took her brother's arm and said coquettishly: "Brother! His injury hasn't healed yet..."
Alim smiled and ruffled his sister's hair, but his eyes were fixed on Savika like a hawk: "Rest well... When you recover, we will talk again."
After saying this, he turned and left alone. When the door curtain fell, Savika's eyes were already full of frost.
In the Sultan's meeting room, Alim stared at Savika on the surveillance camera, a calculating smile on his lips: "Mo Xiaohan's most capable and trusted confidant... Doesn't Nadia always say she wants to find a powerful husband? If I could marry him..."
"But I heard that Savika already has a woman," the confidant standing by whispered, "She's Mrs. Mo's favorite schoolmate..."
"Then let's make it a done deal. The Mohist School has to give us some status." Alim's fingertips gently stroked the Mohist School's contact information on his phone. "Then, with the help of the Mohist School's influence, all of Indonesia will be ours..."
He looked at his sister's obsessed eyes on the screen, his eyes flashing: "Let's hide it from the Mo family first... wait until Nadia captures him."
Perhaps this "accident" can bring the bargaining chips that the Rahma family needs most.
In the guest room, Nadia carefully held the medicine bowl and tried to feed Savika the medicine, but he suddenly turned his head away, and the medicine almost spilled on her luxurious buddy shirt.
"Why are you so fierce!" She pouted. "If my fishing boat hadn't caught you, you would have been fed to the sharks long ago!"
Savika suddenly grabbed her wrist, and the jade ring hurt her: "Contact the Mo family."
"No way!" Nadia broke free, a sly glint in her eyes. "When your injury heals... I have to take you to see father first."
"Contact Mohism." He repeated, his voice cold and commanding.
"Not at all~" The girl smiled instead of getting angry, her fingertips deliberately brushing his pale lips: "The 'stupid cat' you kept shouting when you were unconscious...was that your little lover?"
Savika's eyes were as sinister as a wolf's: "Don't ask about things you shouldn't know."
"What a murderer... but..." Nadia smiled even more charmingly, "I like it!" She skipped away, her Buddy shirt brushing against the door frame, bringing up a gust of fragrant breeze.
Savika struggled to get up and move to the window. The sound of the tide in the distance was like Su Lixia's whisper in his ear. He closed his eyes, as if he could still feel her leaning on his shoulder.
Stupid cat...wait for me...
Even if I only have one breath left, I will crawl back to you.
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