"Mr. Chen, can you put the gun down?"
Chen Zhao smiled and put the gun down, after which he walked into the cabin.
Ah Ge signaled one of his men with the corner of his eyes, and one of his men quietly took out a gun.
He was about to aim at Chen Zhao's back.
Suddenly, Chen Zhao turned around and fired.
A bloody mark was left on the subordinate's cheek. He was so scared that he dropped his gun.
"Sorry, I scared you." Chen Zhao still had that casual smile. "But I hope you won't shoot me in the back next time. If it happens again, it won't just leave a mark, understand?"
Actually, Chen Zhao had wanted to aim at the man's head.
However, Chen Zhao's shooting skills were too bad.
Even at a distance of one meter, he could still miss.
Chen Zhao glanced at Agger. "If there's a next time, you can all die."
Agger didn't want to move anymore.
It was as if this man had eyes in the back of his head.
His reflexes were most likely trained on the battlefield.
It wasn't wise to fight someone like this head-on.
Although Ah Ge's heart was filled with resentment, he still suppressed it.
Chen Zhao continued walking toward the cabin, but after a few steps, he felt something under his feet.
Looking down, he saw something sticky on the ground.
Chen Zhao squatted down and poked it with his finger. It felt like jelly.
Agger and his subordinates really wanted to pull out their guns now.
But thinking about Chen Zhao's reflexes, they gave up on the idea.
This man wasn't easy to mess with. They had to find another opportunity.
After a few more steps, Chen Zhao saw blood and claw marks on the wall.
It looked like someone had struggled here. Their fingers had scratched the metal floor and left bloody marks.
But there wasn't much blood.
They came to the end of the corridor.
Chen Zhao could feel someone's voice inside.
Chen Zhao tried to turn the wheel that sealed the cabin door. It seemed to be locked.
Chen Zhao pulled the wheel off and opened the metal door.
Instantly, two guns were pointed at Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao looked into the cabin. It was the kitchen.
There were three people inside. Chen Zhao even knew one of them. It was Prague.
"Prague, you dare to point a gun at me?"
Prague quickly put down his gun and was surprised. "Mr. Chen … Why are you here?"
"I went out to play and found that there was no one on this ship, so I came up to take a look. I still want to ask you, why are you here?"
"Prague, do you know him?" Peter asked, puzzled.
"Put down the gun if you don't want to die."
"They have guns! Nobody can be trusted here, "Peter said.
"He'll kill you," said Bragg.
Just then, Ah Ge and the others finally raised their guns.
They felt that their chance had arrived.
Pete raised his gun from the front and they pointed it at Chen from the back.
They didn't believe that Chen Zhao could survive in this situation.
Pete didn't expect the four people behind Chen Zhao to raise their guns.
He wasn't pointing at himself, but at Chen Zhao.
"Mr. Chen, who are they?" Prague asked, confused.
Weren't they Chen Zhao's subordinates?
Why was he pointing a gun at him?
"They … are dead people."
"Go to hell." Ah Ge fired first.
Chen Zhao twisted his neck. The bullet brushed past his face and he dodged it by a hair's breadth.
"You …"
"You shouldn't be so close," Chen Zhao said indifferently.
Chen Zhao suddenly pulled out his gun and fired three consecutive shots at an extremely fast speed.
Bang, bang, bang —
Three of Ah Ge's subordinates died at the same time.
At such a close distance, Chen Zhao wouldn't miss no matter how bad his shooting skills were.
Ah Ge's expression was somewhat stiff. "Chen … Mr. Chen … I … I was joking with you …"
"You're still holding your gun. You're not sincere at all." Chen Zhao smiled.
Ah Ge was conflicted. Should he shoot or put down his gun?
Chen Zhao had actually dodged his bullets at such a close distance. He was already scared out of his wits.
Moreover, Chen Zhao had killed three of his subordinates in less than a second. This scared him out of his wits.
"Mr. Chen, you won't kill me … right? I'm Boss Guret's right-hand man. I'm responsible for many things on the ship. "
"Of course, I promise you that I won't kill you." Chen Zhao nodded. "I'm such a good friend with Guret. I won't blame you for such a small joke."
Ah Ge didn't really believe Chen Zhao's words, but his fear of Chen Zhao forced him to put down his gun.
At the moment, Ah Ge was already regretting his actions. Why did he have to make life difficult for Chen Zhao?
As expected, Chen Zhao put down his gun. Ah Ge heaved a long sigh of relief.
But just then, another thought popped up in his mind.
When he returned to Guret, he would definitely tell him about Chen Zhao's violent actions.
Ah Ge was the kind of person who would forget the pain after a scar healed.
Peter didn't dare to raise his gun anymore. He hurriedly put it down.
This man was a butcher who killed without batting an eye.
In the blink of an eye, he had killed three people.
"Mr. Chen, what's the situation outside?"
"I'm going to ask you why you're here. Where are the people on this ship?"
"I don't know either. The people on this ship aren't good people. We were tricked onto this ship and realized that they had bad intentions towards us. So, I took this person as a hostage and hid here. Not long after, there were cries for help outside. We've been hiding here for two days. During this time, we didn't dare to go out."
"I see."
"Mr. Chen, can you take us back to L.A.?"
"You can go to my ship first, but I won't go back for a few days. I have my own destination."
"Okay then."
Pointing at Pami, Prague said, "He's also a spiritualist. He says he's a Deep Sea Priest."
"So embarrassing. As a spiritualist, he's actually taken hostage by a kid." Chen Zhao glanced at Pami.
Pami didn't retort. Chen Zhao's killing just now had also scared him.
"Let's go."
Chen Zhao brought the three out of the cabin.
Prague realized that everyone on the ship had really disappeared.
However, they found another corpse on the deck.
"This is …"
"He was just joking with me, and I accidentally shot him," Chen Zhao said calmly. "That's my ship."
"Great," Peter exclaimed in surprise. "I can finally rest."
"Did I say you can go to my ship?"
"Huh? Why not let me go? "
"You pointed your gun at me just now. Is that reason enough?"
"Do you know who my father is?"
"It's none of my business." Chen Zhao snorted and turned to Prague and Pami. "Jump onto the raft."
Peter's eyes were filled with anger.
Chen Zhao didn't care about Peter's expression. Peter could only say, "Send me back to L.A. and I'll give you ten thousand dollars."
"Do you think I'm a beggar?"
Peter looked at Chen Zhao's ship. It cost at least fifty million.
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