In the ocean...
In the waters near the Caribbean Sea.
A large ship was firing fireworks as it swiftly advanced.
A few yachts behind it quickly followed.
The people on the boat all looked fierce, most of them holding firearms.
And their target was that giant cargo ship.
At this mont, in the cockpit of the cargo ship, Dalke and Zhou Jian, along with four other people, simultaneously drew their pistols and aid at each other. The atmosphere beca exceptionally tense.
Zhou Jian's forehead was already dotted with sweat. This was a matter of life and death—just thinking about the other side pulling the trigger and he'd die here, anyone would be scared, right?
Although Dalke had seen a lot of the world, in the face of death, everyone is equal. Not to ntion whether his subordinates had taken over the ship, in such a small space, once a fight broke out, who would live and who would die, who could say for sure?
"Captain, why don't you stop your futile resistance? I only want money, not your lives..." If the problem could be solved without fighting, Dalke certainly wanted to persuade the other side with words.
"Dalke, you aren't getting any advantage now. You can't take away either the money or our lives." Zhou Jian composed himself; they must take a gamble.
"Hahahaha, I say, Captain, since I've walked up to you with a gun, do you think I ca unprepared? I'm not afraid to tell you, besides the three of you, the rest of the ship has probably been taken over by my n; if you don't want your ship to beco a ghost ship, I advise you to put down your gun and surrender—I won't kill you." Dalke continued to persuade.
"Do you really think you've already won? Since the three of us are holding guns waiting for you here, do you think we have no other preparations?"
"What did you do?"
Hearing this, Dalke was truly shocked.
Actually, Zhou Jian wasn't confident himself—could that young couple really handle those twenty-odd people?
"I just want to protect my ship and my guests on board." Zhou Jian replied.
"Hmph, do you think your few deckhands can do anything? Let tell you, our big ship is coming; they are the most powerful pirates near the Caribbean Sea. Even if you resist now, once they arrive, you'll all be captured." That's right, they still have reinforcents. Although a bit surprised at their foreknowledge of his actions, in this vast ocean, no one can help him fight against Dalke—what does Zhou Jian have?
"You..."
"You heard the fireworks just now, right? That's our signal, look, it's that ship—within half an hour, they'll arrive." Dalke turned and pointed at the clearly visible ship in the distance, speaking with a grin.
"Oh? The strongest pirates... then, who is the pirate leader? What do they look like?"
"Who?"
At the unexpected voice, Dalke imdiately turned to look towards the doorway.
A phantom-like figure suddenly flickered in, and in a few dizzying monts, Xiaofan calmly stood before Zhou Jian.
"Sorry, Captain, they were quite spread out; sorry to keep you waiting."
"No, no problem, as long as you're here."
Zhou Jian was dumbfounded—he hadn't seen how Xiaofan got in, and even more surprising, at so point, he had also taken the guns from Dalke and the others.
Dalke and his group were also stunned—just a sudden pain in the wrist, and by the ti they reacted, the guns in their hands had disappeared. The young man with the gun was just smilingly looking at them.
"Who are you?"
"As I've said a hundred tis, a child of Huaxia... don't move. There, tie them up."
"Ah? Oh, oh."
Two sailors, coming to their senses, imdiately put away their guns and found so rope.
They were captured just like that? How could Dalke go down so easily?
But, what could he do? The other side had a gun.
Seeing the sailors with rope approaching, Dalke quickly gave his n a look. When they got close, they'd make a move, using the sailors as hostages to force compliance.
And Dalke ordered his n because he feared Xiaofan's gun—if they failed, it would be his n who died, not him.
Three steps, two steps... getting closer.
The subordinate secretly took out a dagger, his eyes shifted, and he was about to make a move...
'Bang.'
'Clink, clang.'
"Ah..."
The subordinate clutched his wrist in pain, bending over in agony. Blood gushed freely from the bullet hole.
No doubt it was Xiaofan who fired. Such small actions couldn't escape his eyes, including the signal Dalke gave, all were seen.
"Search them when you tie them, don't let them hide any knives or such. Let repeat, don't move—next ti the bullet will pass through your head."
Terrifying—no, the word should be horrifying to describe this young man before them.
This ti, Dalke finally realized he had kicked a hard rock. This young man in front of him was not weak as he initially thought. On the contrary, being able to shoot and hit his subordinate's wrist was undoubtedly accurate, and his casual words after firing showed he was no stranger to such situations.
But he was just in his early twenties, right? How...
"Xiao, Xiaofan... what do we do now?"
Seeing Dalke and his n surrender, Zhou Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the crisis wasn't fully averted; the big ship on the opposite side was getting closer.
"Leave it to ."
"But, they're pirates. Should I order everyone to steer the ship away from their assault?" Zhou Jian suggested.
"No use, they're using speedboats—it's easy to catch up over short distances. What if they fire cannons at the rchant ship? What if they use incendiary bombs? What if they crash their speedboat into the cargo ship, making a hole?"
"Uh, this... this..."
"Hahahaha, I advise you to let go—capturing will only anger Boss Hai." Hearing Xiaofan's analysis, Dalke knew he hadn't completely lost yet.
"Hmm? Is Boss Hai the pirate leader? Well, using your life as leverage might still be a chance."
"Wh-what do you want to do? It's useless—we have only a cooperative relationship; between us, it's just business. He wouldn't give up such a big fortune for ." Dalke hurriedly said.
"Then it seems keeping you is pointless. Might as well kill you." This was the information Xiaofan had already known, of course, his goal wasn't to kill Dalke—if he wanted to, he could have done it earlier.
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