On the deck, Song Yan listened to Luo Zheng's mocking and scoffing, his expression growing even uglier. He suddenly felt that perhaps he should not have co, but since he had already arrived, there was no such thing as a regret dicine in the world. Fitting of soone who had navigated the volatile political spheres for decades, Song Yan quickly adjusted his mindset and snapped coldly, "So what if I should be here? What if I shouldn't? I'm already here. Since you say so, it seems I have only one choice, and that is to eliminate you all before the rescue arrives. What do you say?" As he spoke, his eyes narrowed, ready to make a move.
Luo Zheng snickered repeatedly, unconcerned, and said, "Right, you finally got a mont of clarity, but it's already too late. In half a day, you definitely won't be able to eliminate us." He said, bursting with imnse confidence.
"Eliminating you will be enough," Song Yan snapped coldly, raising his right hand. Everyone around prepared to shoot, ready to attack the mont Song Yan lowered his hand. A great battle was on the verge of breaking out.
Seeing this, Luo Zheng laughed and said, "Even if you kill , what can you do? The Song family will be destroyed because of your command, and you, you will face endless pursuits. Do you think you can escape our pursuit? I'm just a lowly soldier with a worthless life, using this life to offset the entire Song family doesn't bother . Co on, give the order."
"You?" Song Yan was so infuriated, his piercing gaze turning hesitant. After a mont of reflection, he asked, "It seems we've reached a deadlock. Before I attempt to resolve this, I have a question that needs your confirmation. How did you discover my plan? How did my nephew die?"
"Since you're not afraid of wasting ti, I'm more than willing," Luo Zheng snickered, seeing Song Yan's face turn red and then pale, and secretly delighted, he continued, "As I said earlier, you're not a warrior. You don't understand combat. Speaking solely of the plan, step by step, full of sches, it was perfect. As long as you plundered the wealthy on the ship, the loss of the cruise ship could be bought back, and you could fra through a staged death. But you overlooked one issue."
"What issue?" Song Yan asked coldly.
"I'm a soldier. When that pistol landed in my hands, I sensed a problem. Hence, many things I couldn't make sense of before beca clear, making the staged death real. As for why a bullet without a head could kill that playboy, it involves military technology issues. Even if I explained, you wouldn't understand," Luo Zheng snickered.
"The gun was modified. He wore a Bullet-Resistant Vest, had specifically researched it, and even conducted tests. Firing from more than a ter away couldn't possibly be lethal, at most causing so internal injuries for a while," Song Yan said coldly.
"You said a lot, and, he also had a blood bag strapped on him. The blood bag would burst, spilling blood, very realistic indeed, quite painstaking. But what of it? You're not a warrior; you don't understand combat. I wouldn't understand the critical point even if you told . Plus, why should I tell you?" Luo Zheng laughed coldly, taunting.
"You're a smart man, I've already overestimated you. I didn't think it still wouldn't be enough. Against such an opponent as you, I can't rest easy until you are dealt with. Facing the situation at hand, I can neither advance nor retreat. What do you think I should do?" Song Yan's expression darkened, he said coldly.
"Actually, it's quite simple. Capture , and all your problems will be solved," Luo Zheng said with a cold laugh.
"Oh? How so?" A spark of suspicion flashed through Song Yan's icy gaze, he pressed on.
"If you attack forcefully, you have no chance of winning; if you don't attack, your exposure brings a crisis to the Song family. For you, it's a dilemma. For , a forceful attack would an huge sacrifices for the tourists, which I don't want to see. If you capture , you retreat, the tourists are safe. Trading my life for the safety of the tourists is worth it," Luo Zheng said coldly.
"You are indeed very clever. Dealing with smart people is straightforward. If possible, I would actually wish to be your friend. Fate plays tricks on us. Your calculations are very good, but they don't advantage . Capturing you would still expose my presence, still causing trouble for the Song family," Song Yan said, a glint of admiration flashing across his gloomy eyes.
"First, you have no choice, second, capturing would also be a consolation for you, third, with in your hands, our people would hesitate to act because of their fears, not daring to touch the Song family," Luo Zheng snickered.
"You think too highly of yourself," Song Yan scoffed, but he was sowhat tempted.
"I am stating a fact," Luo Zheng inhaled deeply, knowing that at this stage, he only had this move left. He glanced back towards the mountain peak, hoping Lan Xue would understand. As a soldier, faced with such a situation, he had no choice, he looked back at Song Yan, and snorted, "You should know about , understand my relationship with Lan Xue, and be aware of my background. With Lan Xue's concern for , she will surely persuade Mr. Li."
Leaving it at that, Song Yan understood, deep in thought, the matter was of great importance and couldn't afford any carelessness. Regretting ever taking to the forefront, who would think that despite decades of political navigation, his easy impulsion, a bad habit, was yet to be killed. Again, he made a fatal mistake, and was seized firmly by his opponent. At this point, trapped between two choices, indeed, he had no better options and only could take a gamble.
Song Yan didn't choose; Luo Zheng was even less in a hurry, patiently waiting, hoping Song Yan would think a bit longer, ideally until the rescue team arrived. However, Song Yan was not foolish, he quickly made a decision and snapped coldly, "Since you wish to sacrifice yourself for others, I will oblige you."
"Phew!" Luo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. He gambled correctly. As long as they didn't co to blows now, the safety of the tourists was secured. With Lan Xue and others' abilities, waiting for a rescue on the island wasn't a big issue. As for his own life and death, Luo Zheng didn't consider it at all. At this point, there was no room for consideration.
Imdiately, an ard man jumped down from the deck, ran up to Luo Zheng with a rope, and tied up his hands without Luo Zheng making any move. He was then shoved towards the ocean, heading for the ard ship.
From a distance on the mountain peak, Ghost Hand and others watched this scene, feeling both joy and concern. They were glad that the robbers wouldn't roughen up and that the tourists' lives were secured. As soldiers, this was their duty, their mission, there was no choice but to prioritize it. However, they were worried about Luo Zheng's safety.
"Ghost really has a strategy to repel the enemy, just not sure what it is. But regardless, he succeeded, sacrificing himself to save hundreds of tourists. He is great, and this grudge we must rember etched in our hearts," Ghost Hand said darkly, his eyes flickering with a terrifying murderous intent.
"Song family, wait," Snow Leopard clenched his teeth, his body emitting a chilling murderous aura as he growled coldly.
"Ghost, you must hold on," Mountain Eagle said coldly, watching the departing ard ship, his face full of worry.
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