This was a small, three-story cruise ship. Su Qingci quickly spotted the two suitcases that Mike and his crew had dragged over, along with a suitcase full of US dollars, at the cabin entrance.
Without the slightest hesitation, she waved her little hand and brought it to the farm.
Just as she gripped the gun, preparing to fire a hidden shot into the cruise ship's control room.
With a loud bang, the cruise ship seemed to have crashed into a mountain. Su Qingci, who was huddled at the cabin entrance, was thrown out and landed with a thud, rolling down the ship.
Feeling dizzy and disoriented, as if the whole world was spinning rapidly, Su Qingci had a thought and went inside, then disappeared into the cabin.
Upon arriving at the familiar villa, she could no longer hold on and fainted.
Outside, the sound of gunfire continued unabated.
Of the dozen or so people on Mr. Mike's ship, three or four were thrown off a Chinese ship and three were killed. Now there are only five people left on board, one of whom is injured.
The boats behind quickly caught up, and with a thud, another person on their side fell to the ground.
Mr. Mike was extremely anxious as he watched the ships coming from both sides.
The remaining four men stood on the deck, continuously firing at the enemy.
A loud bang.
The other ship rammed into them recklessly, and one of the men standing by the railing was thrown out by the force of the impact. He clung to the railing with one hand and hung outside, constantly calling for help from his companions.
A companion who had fallen to the ground nearby heard the cries for help, quickly got up, leaned out halfway, and reached out to pull the other person up.
Just as he grabbed his companion's wrist.
Bang!
Another gunshot rang out.
The bullet pierced his shoulder, and he lost his balance, falling into the sea with his companion.
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