Ever since the Seahawks captured the entire Chaos Zone and digested the entire Jishi Organization, this night was destined to be a sleepless night. Not only were Zheng Ya and Chen Suli unable to sleep peacefully, but even the captain of the Seahawks, Li Xing, had no rest.
.One order after another was issued.
"Register and license all personnel."
"Gather all the samurai from the Jishi Organization together."
"Detain Zhou Chuanting and Yi Min separately."
"Immediately contact Yu Feng in the company and ask him to convey his goodwill to the company. We will arrange for the gifts to be sent immediately."
"The personnel in the mission hall continue to operate as usual. The kitchen and bathroom are still open as usual, and the opening objects are limited to the team leader. The original members of the Jishi organization no longer enjoy privileges."
"All the warships dispersed in a combat manner, half guarding the periphery of the chaotic area, and the other half sailing into the rear area of the chaotic area."
As orders were issued one after another, the chaotic area gradually became quiet. Although people did not fall asleep, there was no noise outside. Those who chose to surrender stayed in their own boats, imagining
possible future.
"Your brother suddenly changed from a samurai of Jishi Organization to an ordinary person, and he will no longer be able to take care of us." A woman sighed and said.
"I'm telling you, boss, you've worked so hard as a peripheral member of the Jishi organization, and the Seahawks are coming, maybe it's a good thing for you." Another woman comforted the man in her family.
"It doesn't matter so much. We have to hang our hats to death. If we don't die, we will turn over. According to me, whether it is the Jishi Organization or the Seahawks, they are all the same. It doesn't matter who is the emperor. If we should hunt sea beasts, we will hunt sea beasts. We should hunt sea beasts.
Just catch fish. If you don’t work and you don’t get tired, who will give you something to eat?” a fisherman who was good at fishing sighed.
Those who chose to surrender are now lamenting and sighing in the chaotic area. There are also some who have not chosen to surrender and are sailing in the outer waters. Under the dark night, their hearts are also in chaos.
Someone suddenly played the flute, and the sound was like weeping and complaining, like a woman who was good at crying and complaining, standing against the wall, narrating her miserable life over and over again.
Those who are unwilling to surrender do not have any lofty ideals in the first place. The reason why they are unwilling to surrender is simply because the situation is unclear.
Now that it is destroyed by the sound of the flute, all kinds of sadness come from it.
The image of doomsday, the sadness that can be expressed is not sadness, and the pain that can be cried out is not pain. In front of them is the boundless darkness, and the thoughts in their hearts are like little stars, supporting themselves.
In the chaotic area, people are still being checked in full swing. Those who surrendered reported their names, identities, and received signs. There were also some mixed in, who neither took the initiative to surrender nor revealed their identities, but just mingled in those buildings.
In the boat, trying to get through.
These people who want to muddle through the situation have the same choice as Shu Xingbei, which is to place the building boat at the outermost edge. This makes it easier to escape at any time, and secondly, they can also wait and see what is going on inside.
Of course, these situations cannot escape Li Xing's eyes. The Seahawks, who have fully taken over the Jishi Organization, naturally also have the monitoring of the Jishi Organization.
"This area, this area, send people to investigate immediately. Those who remain must surrender, and those who do not surrender will be executed," Li Xing ordered to his guard Wang Yi.
Wang Yi immediately went out to deliver the order. Tens of thousands of soldiers had already been organized into squadrons according to battleships. Every ten squadrons constituted a small squadron, every ten squadrons constituted a squadron, and every ten squadrons constituted a large squadron. Above the captain was the commander-in-chief Li Xing.
Teams spread out according to the location of their warships, one by one to conduct inquiries.
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Register.
It was already early the next morning when Zheng Ya and Chen Suli's boat was discovered.
"Squad leader, look over there," a soldier's eyes lit up when he saw Chen Suli and Zheng Ya who had been staying in the cockpit all night, and he quickly reported to the squad leader of his team.
The squad leader looked in the direction of the finger, and his eyes suddenly straightened.
Two beautiful women.
Being a soldier is hard work, but being a soldier at sea makes it even harder.
Women mean boundless happiness to them.
"Follow me over there, others, check this way," the team leader immediately exercised his authority. As for whether it would arouse other people's jealousy, it was not within his scope at all.
The winking soldier was overjoyed. He knew that if he got the flattery right this time, he would definitely gain something unexpected.
There are two women right now.
The little soldier followed behind the squad leader, his whole body feeling hot.
The two people quickly arrived on the building boat. They did not notice Shu Xingbei on the side of the boat at all, nor did they notice Yuan Da, half of his body covered in the water.
Even if they notice it, they won't care.
Is there anything more important than getting to the cockpit?
The soldier ran ahead and pushed open the cockpit, "I say you two, squat down."
Zheng Ya and Chen Suli realized something was wrong the moment the door was pushed open. When they saw the eyes of the two guys who came in, their hearts sank.
"We surrender," Zheng Ya raised her hand first.
Chen Suli also raised her hands.
"No rush, no rush. Come out first," the squad leader said with a smile. The cockpit's range of movement was too small, and it was also cold.
Zheng Ya and Chen Suli looked at each other, both of them falling into despair. You must know that the reason why they took the boat and escaped last night because they were afraid of coming and going was actually because they were afraid of this scene.
No matter what desperate situations and difficulties they encounter, women are prone to suffer misfortune first, especially young women.
"Hurry up and go to the cabin," the soldier certainly understood what the squad leader meant.
Zheng Ya looked around and didn't see Shu Xingbei's figure, so she became even more desperate. Those two guys were not reliable at all. What they said about saving her life, after all, they just knew how to do it.
He's just someone who bullies women.
Zheng Ya and Chen Suli moved step by step to the cabin upstairs.
Every step they took was extremely difficult.
After entering the cabin, what fate awaits them? Do we still need to think about it?
The two of them came to the cabin door, stopped, and looked around with four pairs of eyes, trying to see if there would be a possibility of changing their fate at the last moment.
"Hurry up," the soldier urged. The captain was smiling. He could hardly control his enthusiasm. The most horrifying scene flashed through his mind. How many deserted nights were there?
, he imagined the scene based on Wuzhishan.
At this time, the team leader of the mutant disciple first saw a strange light appear in the eyes of the two women, and then he heard a muffled sound beside him.
When the squad leader turned around, he saw a tall body next to him, and the big furry palm had just smashed the soldier's head into pieces. The head was like a watermelon in a gourd, bright red.
The squad leader was shocked. His long-term training as a soldier made him subconsciously pull out the dagger beside his leg, but before he could move again, a gleaming dagger was placed on his neck.
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"Open the door," Shu Xingbei shouted to Zheng Ya and the others.
The cabin door opened.
Shu Xingbei pushed the team leader and walked towards the cabin.
Yuanda took the soldier's body and sank into the sea, suddenly disappearing.
After entering the cabin, Shu Xingbei tied up the squad leader tightly with the rope he had prepared. Chen Suli cleverly closed the cabin door.
The team leader, who couldn't move at all, looked coldly at Shu Xingbei who turned to him, "If you move us, will we still be alive?"
Shu Xingbei wasn't even interested in looking at him. Instead, he walked towards Zheng Ya and Chen Suli, "I'll call for action later. You two have to control him immediately. Do you understand?"
"Yes," Zheng Ya and Chen Suli nodded together. Although both of their faces were as pale as paper at the moment.
"What's your name?" Shu Xingbei turned around and asked the squad leader calmly. Before they came to the building ship, Shu Xingbei had already heard the conversation between this guy and the soldier.
The team leader didn't make a sound. He didn't call for help either. There was no point calling for help inside the cabin. At most, there was movement inside the cabin.
Shu Xingbei was not in a hurry. He slowly stretched his bones to stabilize them, then pushed the bones of his face and pulled his facial muscles. At this moment, Shu Xingbei had just died.
That little soldier looks like.
When the team leader saw it, he looked as if he had seen a ghost. Even Zheng Ya and Chen Suli were stunned.
"Get started," Shu Xingbei wanted this moment.
Zheng Ya and Chen Suli looked at the squad leader at the same time. They both used all their abilities. After a while, the squad leader's eyes became dull.
"Done?" Shu Xingbei asked the two of them.
"Um."
"Which one of you controlled him?" he asked again.
"I."
"I."
Zheng Ya and Chen Suli both responded.
Shu Xingbei couldn't help but reached out and touched his forehead.
"It's really me," Zheng Ya was a little excited.
"It's me." Although Chen Suli looked calm, the enthusiasm in her eyes was enough to explain everything.
"Stop arguing, you two give it a try, and be quick," Shu Xing's head grew bigger.
"I'll do it," Zheng Ya stroked her sleeves.
"I'll go first," said Chen Suli, not wanting to lag behind.
"Stop arguing, come one by one, you, Zheng Ya, come first," Shu Xingbei almost collapsed due to the argument between the two.
Zheng Ya hummed and walked over. She patted the squad leader on the forehead and said, "Look at me."
The team leader woke up from his daze and looked at Zheng Ya with wide eyes.
"May I have your name?"
"Sentinel Cao."
"What's your job with the Seahawks?"
"Squad captain."
"Have you got a wife?"
"No."
"No wonder you are so perverted," Zheng Ya curled her lips.
He followed her and looked at Shu Xingbei, "Okay? I said it was me."
Shu Xingbei ignored her and glanced at Chen Suli. Chen Suli understood and walked over, "Look at me."
Sentry Cao looked at Chen Suli again.
"How can you meet your needs if you don't have a wife?"
Shu Xingbei's face darkened and he almost fainted.
"With your hands." Sentinel Cao didn't even have time to think and answered directly.