Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Davis was so scared that he could not speak. His body was trembling like a sieve. His strong desire to live made him move away from Charlie in vain as he begged for mercy in a trembling voice. "Charlie, don't kill me … Don't kill me … We are brothers, blood brothers … You can't do this …"
There was a faint smile on Charlie's face. He was not in a hurry to make a move. Instead, he walked towards Davis step by step.
Charlie did not say a word, but Davis felt a mountain-like pressure. In a moment of desperation, he hurriedly said, "Charlie, those people deserved to die! They were the ones who massacred the crew! I … I didn't kill anyone … "
Charlie finally sneered, and said, "Davis, do you think I'm a child who hasn't grown up? You didn't do anything, but shouldn't the blood debt of these people be counted on you? And … the person who was going to kill me with his own hands just now was you! "
"I was wrong! I was wrong! "Davis burst into tears." I won't dare to do it again. Please spare my life … "
Charlie ignored Davis, and walked up to him in two steps. He reached into his pocket and took out the will. He unfolded it and took a look.
The will fluttered in the strong sea breeze, but Charlie still held it tightly.
The will still had the name he had just signed. What appeared in his mind now was the scene of him being forced by Davis to sign his name helplessly. He would never be able to erase that feeling of despair for the rest of his life.
The stronger the feeling, the deeper his hatred for Davis. At the same time, he was even more grateful to Xia Ruofei, the savior who had fallen from the sky.
Charlie took out this will in order to make his killing intent firmer.
After all, Davis was his brother, and Davis' crying and repentant look reminded him of his childhood. To be honest, he was a little hesitant in his heart.
However, when the will was displayed in front of him again, his heart turned as cold as iron.
He clearly realized that Davis was no longer the brother he had taken care of when he was young. Now, Davis was a hungry wolf, a venomous snake. He would never be able to tame him. If he let him live, it would eventually bring disaster to himself.
What happened tonight was a lesson to be learned from the mistakes of others.
Thinking of this, Charlie tore the will in his hand into pieces without hesitation. Then, he stood next to the deck railing and raised his hand. The will that had left an unforgettable impression on him was blown away by the sea breeze, and soon disappeared without a trace.
Next, Charlie ignored Davis's tearful pleas for mercy. He walked up to him and squatted down. He carefully checked the rope around Davis's ankle and tightened it again.
Charlie.... What. What are you doing? "Davis tried to avoid it, but it was in vain..
Charlie patted Davis on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Don't worry, just wait for me for a while!"
Then, Charlie began to slowly dispose of the corpses of the men, including the corpses of the people in the cockpit, which were all thrown into the sea by him.
After a while, Charlie returned to the second deck.
In Davis's eyes, Charlie was like a demon. He screamed, "Don't come over! Don't come over … "
Charlie threw the thing he had just found from the cockpit onto the deck. It was a bundle of rope about twenty to thirty meters long, and a heavy iron anchor. One end of the rope was firmly tied to the anchor.
Charlie picked up the other end of the rope and walked to Davis's side. He squatted down and patiently tied the rope with the rope that Davis had been tied with. To ensure a secure connection, he even used iron wire to tighten it a few times and used a vise to tighten the iron wire.
Davis felt that the blood in his legs was no longer circulating, but the fear of death made him unable to care about this. He kept begging Charlie to let him go, and from time to time, he would wail in despair.
However, he did not have the slightest strength to resist. He could only watch as Charlie tied the long rope.
Davis had already guessed what Charlie was going to do. He kept begging, "Charlie, don't do this … For God's sake … don't be so cruel to me … I beg you … Boohoo …"
Charlie had a smile on his face. He tugged at the rope and said with a smile, "Not bad, not bad. It's tied tight!"
Then, Charlie picked Davis up and said, "Davis, it's time for you to go!"
"No …" Davis cried out in despair and continued to struggle.
However, Charlie's body was very strong, and he had been persisting in various kinds of training. Davis's tendons had been severed, and he could not exert any strength. So, his struggle was futile.
Charlie carried Davis to the port side of the deck and easily lifted him over the railing. He threw him into the sea as Davis screamed crazily.
Davis was thrown from the deck, which was more than ten meters high, and fell into the sea with a splash. Since the long rope was tied to Davis's ankle, it quickly followed him down. However, because the rope was long enough, when Davis fell into the sea, a part of the rope was left on the deck.
Charlie took his time to pick up the high-intensity light that he had prepared earlier. He turned it on and shone it toward the sea.
Davis had just emerged from the sea and was desperately breathing. Although his hands and feet were injured, he was good at swimming. Plus, the buoyancy of the sea was relatively strong, so he did not sink.
Of course, this was only temporary. Davis subconsciously closed his eyes when the strong light shone on him. Then, he immediately shouted, "Charlie, don't kill me … I beg you … I beg you, please pull me up!"
At that moment, the wounds on his body were soaked in seawater. He immediately felt a piercing pain, but he did not feel it. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to beg for mercy.
He was too afraid of death!
Charlie looked at Davis, who was struggling on the sea, with a complicated expression. He shouted, "Davis, everyone has to be responsible for their own actions. You are no exception! So … you should confess to God yourself! "
After saying that, Charlie walked over and picked up the heavy anchor.
This anchor was already connected to Davis through a long rope.
Davis endured the pain as he treaded water and tried to look up. With the help of the lights on the yacht, he saw that Charlie had once again come to the deck railing with the big anchor in his hand. He could not help but wail in despair. "No! No! Charlie, you … just give me a shot! "
This way of dying was too horrible and too painful! The fear in Davis' heart was growing wildly.
Charlie was unmoved. He only looked coldly at Davis, who was struggling in the water, and muttered, "Farewell! Brother! "
After saying that, he threw the anchor in his hand with all his might.
Charlie was very strong. The anchor flew out with the rope and fell into the sea with a splash.
Davis's eyes were filled with boundless despair and hatred. He cursed, "Charlie! You will die a horrible death! I will not let you go even if I become an evil spirit! I will curse you forever … Gugugu … "
Before he could finish his words, he was already dragged into the sea by the sinking anchor, and then he couldn't help but sink to the bottom of the sea ….
Charlie held a strong light in his hand and watched as Davis was pulled into the sea by the anchor. A few bubbles popped up and the sea quickly returned to normal.
He was feeling very mixed.
There was both the thrill of revenge and a trace of disappointment.
His only blood-related younger brother in the world was dealt with by him just like that …
Charlie held the railing of the deck with both hands and took deep breaths.
Of course, to be able to lead one of the top financial groups in America and even the world for so many years, Charlie was naturally an ambitious and ruthless person. His decisiveness to kill was unimaginable. His psychological endurance was also incomparable to the average person. He quickly calmed down and started to deal with the aftermath calmly.
He could not drive such a super yacht back alone. However, he had no intention of driving it back.
Before dealing with Davis and the rest, Charlie had already thought of what to do.
He calmed himself down and walked to the first deck with ease. There was a lifeboat on the side of the yacht. He lifted the tarpaulin on the lifeboat and climbed in to check on the emergency supplies. Then, he returned to the deck and started to set up the cabins.
Charlie had already made up his mind to give up on this yacht. Even though this super luxurious yacht had cost him more than a billion dollars and was also his favorite yacht, so many people had died on it. He would definitely not be able to use it in the future. Most importantly, so many crew members and staff had died, and even their bodies had been sunk into the sea by Davis' men. Then, Davis and the others had been killed, and the only survivor was Charlie. He would not be able to explain himself when he returned.
Therefore, his only choice was to sink the yacht and ask for help on the lifeboat. After being rescued, he would naturally announce that he was in a shipwreck and that he was the only one who escaped.
Although this situation was somewhat unreasonable, with Charlie's status, as long as there was a reasonable reason, no one would hold on to it.
As for Davis, naturally, he had never appeared on this yacht. Davis had snuck onto this yacht. Except for a few of his confidants who participated in the operation, no one knew. In the end, Davis would end up missing.
Davis was not married and had no children. In the end, the small amount of shares in his hands would be naturally inherited by Charlie.
This luxurious yacht was very well-equipped. Charlie liked this yacht the most and often took it out to sea. Therefore, he was very familiar with the structure and some of the special functions of this yacht. He quickly packed up the things he was going to bring on the lifeboat. Then, he found a few pieces of TNT with timing devices from the small arsenal of the yacht and placed them in several key positions on the yacht.
This was something that the seller had specifically emphasized to him when he first bought the yacht. These positions were relatively weak. In the event of a special situation where he wanted to abandon the yacht and did not want to leave the yacht to the enemy, he only needed to blow up a hole in those positions and the yacht would quickly sink.
Charlie set the detonation timer to 20 minutes. Then, he hurriedly lowered the lifeboat and quickly got on the lifeboat and left the yacht.
This lifeboat was the type that was powered. Charlie drove for several hundred meters before stopping the lifeboat. He looked back at the brightly lit yacht with a complicated expression.
After a while, a few muffled explosions could be heard from the distance. Charlie saw the yacht tremble a few times. Then, a large amount of seawater poured into the cabin and the yacht began to slowly sink.
The sinking process was rather fast. In just a short while, the yacht was completely silent. After some splashes, the sea finally returned to its original calm state.
Charlie gave a long sigh of relief. Then, he found the satellite phone from the emergency equipment bag on the lifeboat. He found the built-in 24-hour helpline of the yacht company and dialed it.
…
After Xia Ruofei left Charlie's yacht, the short distance of ten kilometers was covered in the blink of an eye. He returned to his own small yacht.
Luo Qingfeng hurriedly stood up and shouted, "Master!"
Xia Ruofei waved his hand and said, "Continue to rest! We will rest for an hour and then continue on our way! "
"Yes! Master! "Luo Qingfeng hurriedly responded.
Xia Ruofei also sat cross-legged on the deck of his yacht. While circulating the "Dao Sutra" to recover, he also separated a trace of his spiritual power to observe Charlie's situation.
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