Rong Zhaonan ignored A-Jie's words and waved his hand, causing the team members behind him to immediately disperse.
They searched every corner with the keenness of hunting dogs.
Rong Zhaonan continued to look at A-Jie expressionlessly, and said coldly in English—
“Want to hear Miranda’s warning? It’s simple—you have the right to remain silent, but anything you say can be used against you in a court of law.”
His unfathomable eyes seemed to conceal a blade, and his tone was chilling: "Now it's your turn to speak. Tell me, where is Cha Shen Lou?"
Ah Jie gritted his teeth, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, but he still spat viciously at Rong Zhaonan's face: "Don't even think about making me open my mouth. If you want to kill me, then kill me. Stop talking nonsense!"
"You won't talk, huh?" Rong Zhaonan's lips curled into a cold smile.
He twisted the long dagger in his hand clockwise in A-Jie's shoulder, stabbing him precisely at an acupoint like a scalpel, and blood slowly flowed down the blade.
"Ah! Who are you people! This is torture!" A-Jie's screams echoed on the deck, and blood stained the deck red.
He struggled and thrashed like a fish nailed to the floor, trying to get up and escape the pain in his shoulder, but Rong Zhaonan stepped on his chest, rendering him unable to move.
Seeing this, the surrounding henchmen were all terrified and fell silent; some even wet themselves in fear.
Rong Zhaonan remained unmoved as he drew his military dagger, his tone icy and chilling: "This is your last chance. Where is Cha Shenlou?"
"You're fucking dreaming! My brother Jie has been around for years, and he's all about loyalty! You want to know where Cha Shenlou is? Go ask the King of Hell in hell!"
Ah Jie spat out a mouthful of blood at Rong Zhaonan, his neck stiff, looking as if he was ready to die.
Once he confesses, and Cha Shenlou is arrested, his family members will not only fail to receive the money, but will likely also be implicated.
"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences." Rong Zhaonan narrowed his eyes dangerously and struck A-Jie on the head with the butt of his rifle, knocking him unconscious.
He was about to interrogate the next person when suddenly a deafening explosion came from the stern of the ship. The entire ship shook violently, flames shot into the sky, and thick smoke billowed out.
"Oh no! An explosion has occurred at the stern!"
The team members were all drawn to this sudden turn of events. After regaining their balance, they all ran towards the stern of the boat.
Rong Zhaonan felt a chill run down his spine and suddenly turned around, beginning to search along the ship's side with his gun.
...
"A bunch of idiots! Do you really think I'd go and die with you?"
As Cha Shenlou watched his team members rush toward the stern, he immediately bent down, lifted the floorboards beneath his feet, and revealed a dark hole.
He crawled through the hole, then pulled hard, and the floor returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.
Cha Shenlou, crouching low and carrying a large bag, climbed all the way to the bow of the ship along the narrow passage.
Hidden there was a state-of-the-art small lifeboat, covered by fishing nets—an escape tool he had specially prepared for himself.
"Goodbye, you fools!" He grinned smugly and shoved the speedboat into the water.
Then he glanced back at the Fortune Star, which was surrounded by the Flying Tigers, a sinister smile spreading across his face. He then leaped inside.
Cha Shenlou started the speedboat's engine, turned it around, and headed towards the high seas.
But the next moment, several bullets, whistling like venomous snakes, grazed his scalp, splashing water.
"Bang!" One of the bullets struck his thigh with perfect accuracy.
"Ah!" Cha Shenlou screamed in agony, clutching his bleeding thigh in pain, his face turning deathly pale.
He turned around and met Rong Zhaonan's cold eyes. In an instant, he recognized the aura and feeling emanating from the other man...
Those were the mysterious "mercenaries" we clashed with at the villa back then!
Rong Zhaonan stood on the boat, holding a gun steadily in one hand. The dark muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Cha Shenlou, as if it would take his life at any moment.
"Fuck your mother! You don't even dare to speak Mandarin, what are you pretending to be a foreigner for? If you have the guts, then kill me, you damn mainland bastard!" Cha Shenlou roared, clutching his bleeding thigh.
Rong Zhaonan stared at him coldly, his gaze as if he were looking at a dead man. He parted his thin lips and uttered four words: "It's only a matter of time!"
Cha Shenlou shuddered, the excruciating pain causing him to glare fiercely at Rong Zhaonan: "If you have the guts, shoot me now!"
Then he burst into maniacal laughter, frantically started the speedboat's engine, and fled desperately toward the high seas.
A dark, angry glint flashed in Rong Zhaonan's eyes. He turned and rushed towards the helicopter, shouting, "Team A, follow me! Team B, maintain order! Be careful!"
Immediately, some team members jumped up and followed, while the others skillfully dispersed to control the scene, causing all the crew members to kneel on the ground.
The helicopter roared to life, quickly took off, and chased after Cha Shenlou in the direction he had fled.
The propellers roared deafeningly, creating huge gusts of air as the helicopter took off, chasing after Chashenlou in the direction he had fled.
However, as they got closer to international waters, the outlines of foreign warships became clearer.
"Sir, we can't go any further! This is international waters! It's extremely dangerous!"
The helicopter pilot anxiously reminded him in Cantonese—
"This is no longer Hong Kong's territorial waters. If they fire their cannons in international waters, we will be in great danger!"
Rong Zhaonan remained silent, his deep eyes fixed on the approaching high seas boundary and the warship that was gradually becoming visible in the distance.
He knew that was Cha Shenlou's last resort.
"Sir... if the other side fires cannons or uses anti-aircraft machine guns on the high seas, it can be claimed as a misjudgment of being attacked during freedom of navigation. At most, we will only be condemned and ordered to pay compensation. We cannot take the risk..."
The helicopter pilot tried to persuade him further, but Rong Zhaonan sharply interrupted him.
"Move the plane a little closer, I won't let you cross the line." His tone was icy as he casually snatched the sniper rifle from Chen Chen's hand.
The helicopter pilot had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue piloting the helicopter forward, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
As Cha Shenlou's speedboat was about to enter the high seas and come under the protection of the warships, it was clear that the speedboat was about to enter the high seas and come under the protection of the warships.
Rong Zhaonan narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp as a hawk's. He released the safety, set up his gun, and calmly aimed at Cha Shenlou's speedboat engine.
The enemy warship's turrets had slowly turned towards them, the dark muzzles resembling monstrous beasts ready to devour their prey, exuding a chilling aura of death.
Rong Zhaonan pretended not to see it, deftly pulled the trigger, and with a gunshot, the bullet cut through the air and headed straight for the target.
"Bang!" It hit Chashenlou's speedboat engine directly!
"boom!"
The engine was instantly destroyed, and flames erupted in an instant.
Cha Shenlou was hit in the face by flying engine debris, screamed in pain, and was thrown into the sea!
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