Chapter 1268
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A while later, the Wild Bull came over.
Rick stood on the deck and looked at the people across from him.
When the Wild Bull was less than a meter away, it finally dropped its anchor and stopped.
Rick jumped onto the boat with a few people.
"Sir, hello. How should I address you?"
"My surname is Chen."
"Mr. Chen." Rick's smile was fake. He looked at Peter and Prague. "I want to know why they're on your boat."
Peter hid behind Chen Zhao subconsciously.
Chen Zhao looked at Rick calmly. "It's none of your business. Take Pammy and leave my boat."
"Other than Pammy, I want the two of them to leave with me too."
"What if I refuse?" Chen Zhao asked.
Rick sneered. "Do you think you have the right to refuse?"
Rick's men raised their guns and pointed at Chen Zhao.
Suddenly, a huge wave crashed toward them.
The boat heaved up and down, but Chen Zhao stood firmly on the spot.
But Rick and his men couldn't stand still anymore.
Chen Zhao suddenly moved. His fingers pierced through Rick's men's chests and pulled them to the sides.
Blood splattered all over the deck.
Another man tried to resist, but Chen Zhao punched him.
The man's head exploded like a watermelon.
"Fire … Fire …"
Chen Zhao attacked again. He raised his leg and kicked the man who couldn't stand still in the first place in the stomach.
His body fell into the sea like a piece of rag.
Chen Zhao grabbed the fourth man's shoulder and his neck with his other hand.
He pulled hard and the fourth man's body was torn from the shoulder to the neck. He didn't die immediately and was still wailing.
When the ship stabilized again, Rick was the only one left. The four subordinates he had brought had all died tragically in Chen Zhao's hands.
Pammy and Peter stared at Chen Zhao, dumbfounded.
They'd never seen such a bloody way of killing before.
"Mr. Chen … I think there's some misunderstanding."
"No, there's no misunderstanding." Chen Zhao looked at the people on the Wild Bull.
The people on the other side also saw Chen Zhao's killing.
Chen Zhao suddenly jumped onto the Wild Bull.
The people on the deck of the Bison immediately attacked Chen Zhao.
An arrow shot toward Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao caught it and tossed it back. A person died a horrible death.
Then, he grabbed the face of the person closest to him and pressed it against the ground. Blood splattered everywhere.
In a few moments, the four people on the deck were all dead.
Chen Zhao charged into the cabin.
Screams rose and fell in the cabin.
Occasionally, one or two severed limbs would be thrown out.
Only a few minutes had passed from beginning to end.
When Chen Zhao walked out of the cabin, he was covered in blood.
Chen Zhao returned to his boat and looked at Rick with a smile.
Rick had never thought that one day, he would actually provoke such a malefic star.
That blood-stained face was filled with ghastly horror.
"Do I have the right to refuse now?"
Rick paled in fear. He stared at Chen Zhao in horror.
Just because of a disagreement, he killed more than twenty people on his ship?
[Prague] had already foreseen this.
She knew better than anyone else how terrifying and powerful Chen Zhao was.
In this battle, Chen Zhao didn't even use one-tenth of his strength.
But Pete and Pammy were different.
To them, this level was enough to scare them to death.
Rick's face paled even more.
"Mr. Chen … I actually didn't plan to …"
"Didn't plan to what? Didn't plan to have a conflict with me? Do you think there's any point in saying this now? "
"I …"
"Clean my boat," Chen Zhao said. "You dirtied my boat."
Everyone was speechless. You made the deck so bloody. You must've done it yourself, right?
But Chen Zhao didn't realize it at all. He felt that it was Rick and his men who did it.
"Mr. Chen, I'll watch him for you. If there's any residue left on the deck, I'll find it for you." Pete had been pissed off by Rick before. Now that he finally had a chance to take revenge, he was very enthusiastic and proactive.
Pammy's face was also pale. "Mr. Chen …"
"You're not welcome here." Chen Zhao's attitude was firm.
Pammy didn't have good intentions. Before the boarding, he'd already expected a conflict.
Actually, the conflict could've been avoided.
But he didn't even warn Chen Zhao.
Even if Chen Zhao didn't care, it didn't mean that he could tolerate a passenger with bad intentions.
Chen Zhao could even tolerate a hot-tempered young master like Pete because he'd already paid the fees.
But Chen Zhao didn't have the obligation to tolerate Pammy.
After cleaning up the deck, Rick looked at Chen Zhao with trepidation.
Chen Zhao glanced at Rick. He'd attacked again.
After a painful scream, Rick's arms were torn off by Chen Zhao.
"Okay, you can get off my boat now."
"You can't do this … You killed all the people on the Bison … We can't even start the Bison."
"Ha … What does that have to do with me?" Chen Zhao chuckled.
An ocean-going boat was different from a yacht. A yacht was about simple operation. In other words, it was a system that only idiots could operate.
Even people without any sailing experience would be able to operate it.
However, an ocean-going boat was different. There were all kinds of equipment and at least 20 people.
Just the cockpit needed three people. There were also the engine room and the pressure room that needed a few people to watch.
If one person was alone, he'd probably die of exhaustion.
As for Rick, he was already useless now.
"Okay, you can go, or I'll throw you off the boat." Chen Zhao ordered them to leave again. "Pete, take care of those arms."
Pammy stared at Chen Zhao with hatred.
"That look of yours can easily get you killed," Chen Zhao said with a smile.
Shocked, Pammy lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Chen Zhao anymore. He was afraid that he'd reveal more hatred.
Pammy jumped onto the Bison. Pete also threw Rick onto the boat.
"Rick, if there's a chance next time, come to Los Angeles. I'll treat you to a drink," Pete said proudly.
Pammy started the Bison. It was hard for him to do it alone, but it wasn't completely unusable.
After starting the Bison, Pammy started cleaning up the bodies on the boat. He threw them into the sea one by one, including Rick, who hadn't died yet.
"With my flesh and blood, I offer your chaos. With the silence of the four seas, I exchange your darkness. Respond to my horn …"
Woo, woo, woo —
A loud horn sounded from the Bison.
The yacht was already a nautical mile away, but it could still hear the horn.
"Mr. Chen, Pammy probably won't let this go. After all, he's a spiritualist too."
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