Seven days later, Ye Zhiqiu sat on a chair with his legs crossed, holding a pistol in one hand and drinking a bottle of beer in the other.
In front of him were five people kneeling on the deck, singing the March of the Volunteers!
Ye Zhiqiu said dissatisfiedly: "Who's out of tune again! Do it again, or jump ship, it's your choice!"
"Brother, please spare us! We really don't want to kill you, we just want to steal your money, but we will still send you to the place where you are..."
"Yeah, we still have moral principles when we're out there. It's our principle to only seek wealth and not kill. Boss, please give us a break!"
Ye Zhiqiu had boarded the boat last night, but the group saw that he was alone and demanded he hand over his money with machetes. With no other choice, he turned his newly acquired M412 submachine gun, which had 20 rounds of ammunition, on them!
Then, of course, they carried out some patriotic education and asked them to sing the March of the Volunteers for an entire night!
He searched carefully and found that they really didn't even have a gun. However, he found more than two hundred Hong Kong dollars, which he naturally put in his pocket.
He asked curiously, "No, aren't you guys part of a gang? Why are you imitating others and robbing them without even a gun?"
"Boss, you don't know that we have a strict gun ban over there. If a gang fight involves guns, the police will target them with all their might. So we generally don't carry guns around. Even if it's an accidental discharge, as long as there's a gunshot, the gang will be in big trouble."
"Yes, boss, please spare us this time. We were blinded by greed. We really didn't mean to kill anyone. We are smugglers. If someone really died, we wouldn't be able to continue this business."
Ye Zhiqiu scratched his ears and began to tell them to cook. He was not in a hurry, after all, he had taken away their machetes and put them into the space.
It’s not that Ye Zhiqiu looks down on them, it’s just that these skinny guys can’t fight with their bare hands!
Hearing that they didn't have to sing anymore, they all breathed a sigh of relief. They had been singing all night, and this guy was so cruel that he threatened to shoot anyone who dared not sing!
Otherwise, they were asked to jump off the boat and swim back, which was actually letting them choose how to die. It really scared them!
Although there weren't many vegetables on the boat, there was plenty of seafood. Soon, the group cooked the fish and made seafood porridge. To prevent them from poisoning, Ye Zhiqiu served some and asked them to eat first. He would only eat after he was sure there was no problem.
I really don't want this group of people to have any bad thoughts. Don't think they are vicious just because they are members of a society!
Actually, that's not the case. Hong Kong people worship gangs just to have a backer and make a living! They are basically a group of fishermen. It's just that the gangs have the business of smuggling people. When they are not fishing, they are responsible for picking up and dropping off the smugglers!
At that time, the society's money-making projects were fruit stalls and fish stalls. Don't think that they relied on collecting protection fees. In fact, most of the society members were small vendors who just tried to make a living!
After eating and drinking, Ye Zhiqiu asked them how long it would take to reach Hong Kong if they rushed back at full speed. After learning that it would only take a day and a night, he sent someone to set sail.
"Boss, excuse me for saying this, but when you get to Hong Kong, you can't carry a gun with you. Guns are strictly prohibited these days. Neither the community nor the police will allow anyone to openly walk the streets with a gun."
"Hey, judging from your accent, you don't sound like you're from Guangzhou!"
"Master, you have sharp eyes. I'm from Jiangxi and fled to Hong Kong during the war."
After confirming that they posed no threat, Ye Zhiqiu felt much more relaxed. Plus, after tormenting them all night, these people were now terribly afraid of him.
No matter what he asked, I would tell him everything I knew!
Ye Zhiqiu also learned about their society, which was a small society called Heshengtang. Its territory only had a small pier and a street with a vegetable market, and some branches under the same name.
However, he remembered that his target had also come here illegally, so he asked curiously, "Did your organization take care of all the illegal immigration?"
"Boss, how is this possible? All the societies in Hong Kong have this business. After all, the people in mainland China are making so much money."
"Oh, it seems you guys have done a lot of robbery!"
"Boss, I swear to God, we really only stole some money, and we also left some for the smugglers. We definitely didn't kill anyone, and we definitely wouldn't leave anyone alive..."
Ye Zhiqiu remained silent. He was no pushover. If they behaved honestly, everything would be fine. If they made any unusual moves, he would absolutely kill them! He wouldn't even need bullets. With just a few thoughts, he could quickly finish them off!
"I won't listen to what you say, I only watch what you do! If I catch you doing anything, I'm sorry, you'll all be fed to the fish! I'm going to rest now, if you have the guts, come and give it a try!"
"No, no, sir, you're too serious. We'll get you there safely. Can everyone be well?"
Ye Zhiqiu ignored him and returned to the lounge. After locking the door, he went into the space to sleep.
At this time, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately started sailing and cooking. They had just made a lot, but Ye Zhiqiu had eaten it all, so they needed to make some more to have something to eat.
Ye Zhiqiu slept for more than ten hours. He released his mental power to investigate and found nothing unusual, so he came out of the space.
As soon as he opened the door and walked out, someone came up to him and asked, "Boss, we pulled the nets and got a lot of good stuff. Would you like to try some?"
Ye Zhiqiu nodded and said, "Then do it. If you behave yourself, nothing will happen! After all, I don't want to have more lives stained on my hands!"
Ye Zhiqiu's words made everyone break out in cold sweats, because from what they heard, this killer had killed many people...
Anyway, this group of people has become more honest and attentive. If the threat of a gun is 100 points, then according to their understanding, the threat level of this killer who has killed many people should be 1,000 points!
They didn't want to lose their lives in vain, so they were very honest. They even reported to Ye Zhiqiu before doing anything to avoid being misunderstood by him!
Time passed quickly. After another night, someone came to the lounge and knocked on the door, saying, "Boss, we'll be arriving at the destination in half an hour. Please pack your things and get ready to disembark."
"Okay, got it!"
Ye Zhiqiu put down the gun pointing at the door. He finally heard the good news that they had finally arrived at the destination!
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