C817 Not a Single One Remained
C817 Not a Single One Remained
Although it was still early in the morning in the UK, Soren was able to get online quickly due to his military training. In the video, a half naked muscular man with a head full of messy red hair asked, "Sir Pluto, although I know that you have something on your mind, it's a really unpleasant time."
Yang Chen ignored the man's complaint and said, "I need you to help me investigate a person's whereabouts. That guy hired a mercenary from the Swedish Lapland Rangers. His target is the Red Thorn Society leader of China's Zhong Hai, and me. My guess is, he didn't enter the middle sea, but chose to conduct long-distance control of the sea, to have the effect of retreat at any time. That's why you have to help me find his exact coordinates. As for the matter of capturing him, we'll talk about it when we find it. "
Soren thought about it and confirmed that there were no problems. Then he said, "May I ask for his name?"
"Situ Mingze."
Soren nodded, "As long as it's related to mercenaries, it's not hard to find. I'll give you an answer in half an hour …"
After contacting him, Yang Chen told Soren to tell him the result and then left the room and went to the deck outside.
As it was a large cruise ship with luxurious facilities, there was a large amount of entertainment on the deck. There was naturally a large amount of swimming pools and sunbathing.
However, this group of elders did not have much preparation. They could only drink cocktails, bask in the sun at sea, and boast to each other to pass the time.
Qiangwei brought Chen Rong and chatted with some of the Elders in the meeting whom they had not seen for a while. They could be considered to have informed them of the emergency that had just occurred.
Only then did everyone realize that it was Situ Mingze who might make a comeback. He even almost killed Qiangwei. Everyone was scared, and many people were whispering to each other, thinking even more.
Yang Chen brought a glass of iced champagne to Qiangwei. Just as he was about to ask something, a familiar voice called out to him.
"Brother Yang!" I've finally met you! Long time no see! "
A plump man with a round face, wearing a blue flowered shirt, came over with a happy smile.
Yang Chen sized him up a few times, "You are Little Zhao?"
"Aiya, I thought you wouldn't recognize me, Brother Yang, haha!" Little Zhao said happily.
The young man in front of him had a completely different appearance. He was Little Zhao, whom Yang Chen had met before when he was selling mutton skewers and also worked as a bartender at ROSE bar.
At that time, this young man had pimples on his face, but now that he looked like an adult, it was just that his body was twice as thick.
Qiangwei walked over and smiled, "Little Zhao, I told you last time to control yourself. You can't just have a wife and not care about anything else."
Little Zhao embarrassedly touched his forehead, "The days are long, and my wife is good at cooking. If I eat less, she won't like it. "
Yang Chen said in surprise, "So you're already married. When did it happen?"
"We got married half a year ago and went back home to settle things, so we didn't make too much of it." Little Zhao said with a face full of satisfaction.
Qiangwei shook her head and smiled. "His wife was pregnant before. She might be born in two more months."
Yang Chen was suddenly enlightened, he smiled and said: "Yours, I couldn't tell at all. I heard that you are now in the Hall Master, so the money for milk powder isn't bad."
Little Zhao said with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Yang, for your promotion, hehe …"
Yang Chen sighed with emotion. In the blink of an eye, he had been back home for almost two years. He didn't pay much attention to many things, but they had changed.
Patting Little Zhao's shoulder, Yang Chen turned to Qiangwei and asked, "Darling, are all your men here?"
Qiangwei wasn't too sure either, so she turned around to ask Chen Rong, "Did you inform them? Did they all come?"
Chen Rong said in a low voice, a little embarrassed, "There's a helmsman from the 16th, 23rd, and even the Hall Master from the Southern Pingping District. They're not here.
"Why?" Yang Chen asked.
Chen Rong said with a stiff smile, "They said they didn't have a good reason and suddenly called them to disrupt the plan. They didn't want to come …"
"Did you say that Qiangwei asked them to come here?"
"I did," Chen Rong said gently. "Maybe they have other urgent matters to attend to …"
Yang Chen didn't say anything. He just glanced at Qiangwei.
Qiangwei sighed faintly, but her eyes were extremely resolute as she said clearly, "Since they no longer take my words seriously, I naturally do not take them seriously …"
With that, Qiangwei asked Chen Rong, "Rongrong, give me your phone."
Chen Rong realized something and hurriedly said, "Sister Qiangwei, calm down. They are all people who have contributed to the association. This is a crime that shouldn't be committed to death."
A few elders of the Red Thorn Society nearby also heard the conversation, and looked on worriedly. Some did not dare to believe that Qiangwei would be so ruthless as to attack as she wished.
Qiangwei's beautiful eyes suddenly shot out two cold rays of light. "I sent the death order, but they still didn't come. Could it be that what I said is already a fart?"
"Of course not, it's just that …"
Chen Rong wanted to say a few more words of persuasion, but Qiangwei's anger only grew stronger as her voice gradually grew softer.
Helpless, Chen Rong could only give her phone to Qiangwei.
Qiangwei quickly dialed a number and said indifferently, "Wang Duo, Zhou He, and Liu Ziqiang from the 16th and 23rd region. All of the family members, young and old, are present …"
After saying that, Qiangwei hung up the phone and threw the phone back to Chen Rong.
The big bosses who heard Qiangwei's order all felt a chill run down their backs.
The elites with the strongest Red Thorn Society were the loyal personal guards that Qiangwei had asked Hai Ying to train with. Usually, this troop only listened to Qiangwei's orders and was specifically responsible for taking care of the thorny people within the council and the troublesome people from the underworld in the other provinces.
Since Qiangwei had asked them to go and torture her, those three people definitely had no chance of survival. However, their methods of cutting the grass by its roots caused these people to be terrified, but they all remembered once again that the true leader of Red Thorn Society was not Chen Rong, but Situ Qiangwei …
Looking at Chen Rong's pale face, Qiangwei said, "What, do you think I've overdone it?"
Chen Rong quickly shook her head. "I don't dare."
"So, you're still not satisfied with what I've done, but you just don't dare to disobey me." Qiangwei lightly snorted. "I told you a long time ago that since you've embarked on this path, you won't have the chance to turn back. Unless they can become stronger than me, but they foolishly choose to be disobedient without being stronger than me. "I have no interest in keeping any future problems under my nose …"
Chen Rong nodded, not daring to say another word.
After doing all of this, Qiangwei didn't seem to have any emotions. She turned to Yang Chen with a smile and asked, "Hubby, what did you make everyone go to the high seas for? Did you find that person?"
Yang Chen shook his head, "I'm not sure about the exact location yet, but the reason why I went to the high seas is because I want to settle things there. As we get closer to the shore, the conditions are not met."
Qiangwei was somewhat confused as she said in a displeased tone, "You only know how to keep others guessing. Forget it, you definitely have a way. I'll just treat it as the stupid woman beside you."
The two of them chatted with some of the Elders in the group for a while. Because many of them knew that Qiangwei had started a massacre again, they were all worried about their own safety.
Finally, about half an hour later, Yang Chen received a call from Soren.
"Sir Pluto, your prediction is very accurate. It is indeed in the high seas overseas. In the past, Situ Mingze hired three teams of the Lapland Mercenaries with a lot of money, and they are currently protected by two mercenaries on a small destroyer ship on the high seas. Our satellite has detected, he is heading south, he should be escaping, his speed is at its highest 18 knots per hour, the cruise ship you are on is going at its current speed, it is unable to catch up, but if necessary, we can use the Octavo Society at Okinawa County as the base, and have them dispatch a few ships on the high seas to intercept him, and within an hour, you can catch up. "
Yang Chen said in satisfaction, "Since that's the case, contact Ban Ruo for me and let her handle it. But just stop him and don't make a move. Then, you send me the estimated coordinates of the interception, I'll go and take care of it myself. "
Soren agreed and immediately did as he was told.
After Yang Chen got the coordinates, he got the captain to increase the speed to the maximum twenty-two knots and headed in that direction.
It was noon and Yang Chen wasn't in a rush. Together with Qiangwei, they went into the restaurant to enjoy lunch.
Although the Red Thorn Society Elders on the boat weren't very clear about what Yang Chen was trying to do, after Little Zhao and a few other "seniors" heard about Yang Chen's deeds, they all carefully watched from the sidelines, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.
About an hour later, when Yang Chen was full, the captain of the cruise ship also reported that the small destroyer ship had appeared in front of them. At the same time, four Japanese warships with Octavo Society flags on their heads surrounded them.
As the cruise ship entered the perimeter of the encirclement, the scene on the destroyer opposite of them also gradually became clear.
The blue sky and blue sea, the sun was dazzling.
Every muzzle of the destroyer was ready, ready to fight to the death at any moment.
On the deck, there were dozens of Lapland mercenaries armed with guns. Their expressions were solemn and filled with a fearless killing intent.
Surrounding him was a white-haired man who looked to be in his sixties. He had his hands behind his back, and his loose clothes fluttered in the wind as he stood tall and upright.