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Chapter 810 People will scold the 18th generation of ancestors

Chapter 810 People will scold the eighteenth generation of their ancestors

Author: Iron Lock

Chapter 810 People will scold the eighteenth generation of their ancestors

"Thud, thud, thud..." "Bang, thump, thump..." "Thud, thud, thud..." "Bang, thump, thump..."...

Just a few seconds after the blue-faced masked man led the talent into the lobby of the cruise ship, the sound of submachine guns and pistols rang out inside.

Such a sound would inevitably alert the enemy who was already halfway up the mountain.

"There are gunshots!" "What's going on!" "What the hell! We've been tricked!" "There's an ambush! Get out!" "The wind is blowing!" "Run!"...

Along with their shouts, the sounds of gunshots and grenades on the mountain also sounded.

"Thud, tug, tug..." "Thud, tug, tug..." "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

"Ah..." "Ah..." "I'm dead..." "I'm dead too..." "Despicable!" "What idiot came here to explore!" "It's too late..." "I was tricked by my own people.

died……"……

Various screams and curses rang out, but it didn't take long for the noise to stop.

Then there were shouts from below, "Everyone has been dealt with!" "Kill them all!"...

Zhang Han and Li Fan quickly came down to the place where the battle had just taken place. As expected, the enemies who came up fell to the ground one by one, with many bloody holes on their bodies.

The sounds on the other side of the ship soon stopped. For Zhang Han, the other people were not important, what was important was the man in the blue mask.

He and Li Fan walked quickly to the cruise ship. When they were about to get off the ship, Da Tian San brought people to the deck, greeted him loudly, and told Zhang Han that all the people who came in had been taken care of. The guy in the blue mask, the leg

He was injured but did not die.

Zhang Han was overjoyed and climbed onto the cruise ship with Li Fan. He saw Sister Maisi and everyone coming out. The guy in the blue mask was dragged out.

This guy just had a bloody hole in his leg and nothing happened to him.

Zhang Han walked up to the other party and shouted: "Where are you from?"

"Baga! Kill me!" The blue-faced masked man immediately shouted angrily.

"Oh shit! It's still a little day!" "What the hell! Kill him!" "Kill the little day!"... Someone immediately shouted angrily.

Zhang Han smiled coldly and said, "Death is not that easy."

He looked at Lengxue Mei and said, "Sister Mei, I leave this person to you."

"That's easy to say." Lengxue smiled and said, "Since it's a small day, I can be more relaxed and take action."

She then raised her hand and said, "Drag me in."

Immediately, someone dragged the blue-faced masked man into the main warehouse. Zhang Han and Li Fan did not go in. Sister Maisi signaled that others did not need to go in either.

Soon, the miserable scream of the blue-faced masked man was heard in the front hall, "Ah... ah... it hurts me to death... If you have the ability, you can kill me for my work..."

"Kill you for your work!" the cold-blooded eyebrow scolded: "If you don't say it, I have a hundred ways to make you say it. Now it's just an appetizer! Keep going!"

"okay!"

"Ah...ah...kill me...kill me...ah..." The blue-faced masked man howled like a pig again.

At this moment, he probably regretted coming here.

What's the difference between this and giving away someone's head...

"I said...I said..."

After a while, the blue-faced masked man shouted heartbreakingly.

"Drag him out." Leng Xuemei said.

The blue-faced masked man was immediately dragged out by two men.

There were no nails on his right hand, and his hand was dripping with blood.

"Take off his mask." Zhang Han said.

A man removed the blue mask from the other person's face. This man looked to be about thirty years old.

Zhang Han was certain that among the masked guys he met, this kid should be considered the youngest.

"Where are you from?" Zhang Han asked coldly.

"I come from an island not very far from here." Xiaori said.

"What's your name?" Zhang Han asked smoothly.

"Nikaido Aimaru." Xiaozhi said.

"If you wear a blue mask, you're called Nikaido Blue Maru. If you wear a red mask, you're called Nikaido Benimaru." Zhang Han said.

"My brother said..." Nikaido Aimaru said.

Zhang Han was stunned for a moment, then he casually asked why the other party spoke like that.

He immediately realized that the red-faced masked man he had seen earlier.

Not to mention, the looks of the two people are quite similar.

Zhang Han did not say that the man with the red face mask was dead. He just said: "You are honest. Tell me, what do you do on the island to make a living?"

"Make contraband and send it to Xiang Island to sell... Also, open a casino on a cruise ship... Anyway, I do all kinds of illegal things..." Nikaido Aimaru said.

"You still know that it's illegal..." Zhang Han said coldly: "Why the hell don't you take it to the island country and sell it to Hong Kong Island?"

"What's wrong with this... That's not a traitor... I'm going to be scolded by my eighteenth generation ancestor..." Nikaido Aimaru said seriously.

"Hey, let me go, you still know that you will be scolded for being the eighteenth generation of your ancestors..." Zhang Han chuckled lightly, and then said: "What is your position on the island?"

"I am responsible for the production of contraband..." Nikaido Aimaru said.

Zhang Han took a deep breath and then asked: "Since you are responsible for the production of contraband, why did you send someone here personally?"

"This is not my brother's order to bring someone here. I saw that he didn't come back, so I was a little anxious...so I brought someone here..." Nikaido Aimaru said.

"What is your brother responsible for on the island?" Zhang Han asked again.

Nikaido Aimaru hesitated for a moment and said, "Didn't he tell you?"

"I'm checking with you to see if he's lying, and to see if you're lying!" Zhang Han said cursingly.

"He is responsible for the defense of the island." Nikaido Aimaru said honestly.

"Where's the one wearing the black face mask?" Zhang Han asked again.

The man with the black face mask died on the cruise ship. He died miserably, with countless holes in his body. Zhang Han once took a look on the ship and knew that the people wearing the mask were all the bosses on the island.

"He is responsible for guarding the gate and the oil depot. In addition, occasionally, he is responsible for handling some unclean matters." Nikaidou Aimaru said.

"The division of labor is quite clear. What does your boss look like?" Zhang Han asked.

"I don't know either. Our boss always wears a golden mask and never shows his true face. He also requires us to all wear masks," Nikaido Aimaru said.

"How many people are there on your island?" Zhang Han asked again.

"About three to four thousand people." Nikaido Aimaru said.

"It's the same as what your brother said. How many armed forces are there?" Zhang Han asked again.

"About a thousand people." Nikaido Aimaru said.

"So many people have died one after another. Judging from the current situation, there should not be many left." Zhang Han said.

"When my brother came, he took away all the main force. Now there are only a few guards left to work at the gate. It's about two to three hundred." Nikaido Aimaru said.

"How do they set up their defenses?" Zhang Han asked again.

(End of chapter)


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