"Haha, you’re right..."
Rajiv burst into laughter, "That’s true, but we shouldn’t go for the kill, that’s not good."
Although Tilia Island, to outsiders, is a different world, many matters are still influenced and constrained by real-world dynamics.
If they dare to act recklessly, China would certainly find a way to retaliate in other aspects.
So many things are carefully considered before taking action unless there’s a direct conflict of interest.
"That’s enough," Gret said with a grin:
"Especially those three won, I’ve been watching them for a long ti."
Rajiv gave a wicked smile, "Indeed we can use this opportunity to do sothing."
"Don’t rush, wait until we’re on the boat to talk,"
Around two in the afternoon, everyone preparing to head to Tilia Island gathered on the ship and began boarding.
The ship wasn’t large, but it could comfortably accommodate a hundred or eighty people.
Here, there were no rules, as long as there were no large-scale fights, no one would intervene.
Once everyone boarded the other ship, the sound of the steam turbine roared, and the ship slowly set off towards Tilia Island.
And at the mont the ship moved, chaos was about to begin.
Shortly after boarding, there were noises from not far away as lots of n and won mingled together.
But the chaos wasn’t just limited to that.
Here, contraband beca commonplace, even necessary, sothing one could indulge in.
As natural as eating and drinking water.
To Lin Yi, this was a microcosm of Sin City.
When killing is no longer bound by rules, the evil within human hearts gets increasingly triggered, becoming reckless in a short ti.
On the surface, these people acted out evil, yet it was actually a panorama of desire.
Lin Yi had only occasionally heard Ning Che ntion these things.
At that ti, he didn’t take it seriously.
Now seeing it firsthand, he still felt amazed.
"Boss, isn’t this thrilling?" Zhang Chaoyue said with a laugh.
"Thrilling, my foot," Lin Yi responded:
"How long until we reach Tilia Island?"
"Soon, about an hour,"
Lin Yi nodded, "Let’s go back to the lounge, this place is a ss, I need to discuss other things with you."
"Understood!"
Lin Yi and the others returned to the ship’s lounge to prepare for their final landing on the island.
anwhile, people from other factions were scattered around, handling their own matters.
"Captain, they’re in 302, should we head over now?" Rajiv suggested.
"Let’s go, otherwise we won’t know what to do for the next hour or so."
"Haha..."
The mbers of Special Service Team Three laughed heartily, ready to have so fun with the Central Guards Brigade.
"Are you going over to find those Chinese people?"
The black man standing next to Gret said.
His na was Sairos, from another faction.
"Why? Are you interested too?" Gret asked with a smile.
"Don’t worry, brother, we’re just here to watch the fun," Sairos said:
"But you should be aware that the people coming this ti seem to be from a group of the Central Guards Brigade, known for their strength."
"I know, but they’re only slightly stronger; it’s all the sa to , no difference," Gret said:
"Besides, we’ve clashed before, and I know well their level."
"Our captain reached B-level half a year ago, not to ntion them, even if the Yanlong Team ca, we wouldn’t be afraid," Rajiv said:
"As for the four groups below, their captains are only C-level, nothing at all, haha..."
"Then we’ll have so fun on this journey."
Gret chuckled, showing undisguised disdain.
Although the trouble is command from above, for them, it’s acceptable to ss with the Central Guards Brigade.
For a long ti, yellow people were seen as synonymous with weakness in their eyes.
Determined, Gret led Special Service Team Three to the cabin, followed by many onlookers.
Soon, a crowd arrived at the door of room 302.
Gret leaned against the side and nodded at Rajiv.
"Give our Chinese friends a special door-opening ceremony."
Rajiv and the other team mbers instantly understood and stood at the entrance with three other teammates.
Then, they blatantly took off their pants and urinated on the door, letting it flow through the gap inside.
"Haha..."
The crowd laughed heartily, as if watching a show.
Creaaaak—
At this mont, the door to 302 opened, and Sui Qiang stood at the entrance.
Seeing who stood at the door, he imdiately recognized them as mbers of Special Service Team Three.
"What does this an?"
Sui Qiang said calmly, remaining composed.
But by Chinese tradition, such an attitude is more severe than anger.
"Nothing, just wanted to chat with you, but my hand felt uncomfortable, so I had to open the door this way," Rajiv said with exaggerated expression:
"I guess you won’t be mad, right?"
"Just say you’re looking for trouble, my hands happen to be itching," Sui Qiang replied indifferently.
"If you say that, then it’s you looking for trouble; we’re peace-loving and don’t an any harm," Rajiv shrugged:
"We haven’t fought in a while, I can satisfy your request."
Crrrrk—
Sui Qiang moved his joints, ready to step out.
But at that mont, Lin Yi’s voice echoed softly.
"They’re here to talk, no need for big fights, let them in."
Rajiv, ready to act, paused at Lin Yi’s words.
They had noticed this person long ago but hadn’t paid much attention.
Yet his deanor seed to hold so authority within the team.
Sui Qiang sneered, then shifted his body aside.
"If you want to talk, then co in."
The mbers of Special Service Team Three looked at Gret, awaiting his command.
"If they’re inviting us, we should definitely go see."
Rajiv leaned over and whispered:
"Captain, could there be a plot inside?"
"A plot? What can he use to plot against ?"
"Their strength is clearly not up to ours, why would they do this? It’s like seeking death."
"Do you think they have any other choice?" Gret said disdainfully:
"If they don’t invite us in, conflict will break out soon, and they’d be humiliated. If they invite us in, sincerely apologize, maybe there’s a chance, at least no one else would witness it. Do you understand ?"
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