night!
A yacht quietly approached, and Dyson hid in the shadows, keeping a close eye on the surrounding movements.
I was on the yacht, watching his every move through the viper.
"Bang bang bang!" The yacht's headlights flashed three times. Dyson looked around again, then put on his helmet, carrying a pistol and a bag, and slowly came out.
He also took a flashlight, but he only flashed it four times.
This was his idea; I think that guy is an idiot.
We came to pick him up. We're not afraid of people, and they even gave us a secret signal.
"Splash! Splash!"
The yacht was quite large, so Dyson couldn't get too close and had to wade through some water to get on board.
When he got closer, I appeared at the bow of the boat with the wine in my hand.
"Where is Mr. Dyson going?"
"Zheng Yang!" Dyson raised his gun to fire, but he felt that his hand was not working properly, as if it was stuck by something.
"Force field? You've actually reached that level?"
Dyson was still struggling, but his body was rising higher and higher, slowly descending onto the boat.
"Zheng Yang! We have no deep-seated hatred for each other. Although I had people kill you twice, you were unharmed?"
"If you let me go, all my money is yours."
Still dreaming at a time like this?
"That's because the people you hired were too incompetent. But since you have the intention to kill me, do you think I'll spare you?"
“Zheng Yang! Keep me here. I can listen to you. I have a high status in the United States. I guarantee you won’t suffer any losses.”
"Oh? What's your status?"
"I am the deputy director of the Strategic Planning Bureau of the East Asia Theater of the United States. With just one word from me, the policy towards Great Xia will be different."
Think about it! Killing me won't do you any good, it will only do you harm.
"Even if I die, the Mei Kingdom will not let you go."
This is a combination of enticement and coercion!
East Asia theater, you son of a bitch! What war is there in East Asia? They call it that because they want us to be safe.
wild ambition!
No matter how long it goes, the desire of the United States to destroy us will never die.
I went up to Dyson, took his gun, and tied him up.
"Zheng Yang! What are you doing? Zheng Yang, I..."
I had just gagged him when, "putt-putt..." another boat appeared.
Dyson's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw the person standing at the bow of the ship.
Samantha!
I was internally screaming, "Oh no!" How could I have overlooked them?
They won't rest until Dyson kills George Vinson.
I'm afraid they've blocked off the beach and the airport, so they'll be able to spot me as soon as I come out.
I started the boat and drove off, and then there was a gunshot right behind me:
"Listen up, ship in front! If you stop now, we can talk anything. If you try to run, we'll sink your ship."
I looked behind me.
Holy crap! These guys have rocket launchers.
Okay! With a rocket launcher, I really wouldn't dare to act recklessly.
This thing isn't a missile, so I can't criticize it. If it actually hit me, even with the King's Blood, I might still die.
There was no other way, so I used my force field to move Dyson's bag into the cabin and then stopped.
Dyson looked utterly dejected; now both sides wanted him dead.
Samantha's ship gradually drew closer.
Actually, the closer they are to me, the safer I am. Everyone is right in front of me; if I blow them up, they'll all be in trouble.
I stepped on Dyson's head and shouted at Samantha at the bow of the ship, "Miss Samantha! What do you mean by this?"
"Mr. Zheng! Actually, I am the president of the Radiant Alliance!"
After Samantha finished speaking, she looked at Dyson. If looks could kill, Samantha would have killed Dyson dozens of times over by now.
"You can't take Dyson away."
"Miss Samantha! You still want to protect him?"
I pretended I knew nothing, so that no one would associate it with me killing George Vincent.
"Mr. Zheng, you've misunderstood. We're going to kill him now too."
"oh?"
Samantha gritted her teeth and said what she knew:
“Because he killed George Vincent of our alliance, as president, I have to stand up for my members.”
“Miss Samantha! I’m afraid that won’t work. You were going to protect him before, but now that I’ve captured him, you want to kidnap him.”
I don't care what you do to him, once he's in my hands, I won't easily hand him over!
With a "whoosh," long guns, short guns, and rocket launchers were all pointed at me.
A person next to Samantha said, "Do you have a choice?"
"Why don't you give it a try?" Actually, I wasn't sure either. With so many people, the force field might not be able to knock them all down at once.
But I can guarantee that as soon as I make a move, Dyson will be dead.
On the surface, I still had to pretend to be fearless.
Samantha raised her hand: "Don't move! Mr. Zheng! How about this, since you're going to kill him anyway, you sell him to us and let us do it."
That way you won't have to take any responsibility.
Hmm! That seems to be the case.
"Ugh..." Dyson struggled hard, looking at me with pleading eyes.
It seems he doesn't want to fall into Samantha's hands.
That's fine! The more he's afraid of something, the more I have to do it.
"You really want to kill him?"
Samantha: "I can vouch for it with my integrity."
Damn! How much is your personality worth?
All they talk about is eternal interests.
"Alright then, I won't take your money, but I have to start first."
"If you kill him, what revenge will we have left?"
It was someone next to Samantha who shouted it.
"You're so damn annoying! I'm talking to your master, what the hell are you babbling about!"
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