I am destined to be sleepless tonight. The door of my room is closed. I can hear the sound of water splashing in the corridor outside the door, and from time to time I can hear the clear sound of vomiting.
This operation left the territory of Inglvig, and everything outside the country was handed over to Nordro. It can be said that the entire White Tide, to a certain extent, now exists for Lorenzo and his crew.
The area was temporarily blocked due to technical failure. Nordro's personnel cleaned the bloody corridors, carried away corpses one by one and threw them into the deep sea.
No one could imagine what had just happened here. It felt like an enraged beast was feeding here. There were broken limbs all over the ground, and they couldn't even put a whole body together. Some people couldn't stand the bloody smell and started to retch.
Everyone in the room woke up. Although it was already late at night, no one could fall asleep after what had happened.
Hebod stood at the door, weapon in hand, and although the enemy had been dealt with, no one knew whether the White Tide was still an enemy of the Choir.
Eve was assisting the ship's doctor. Irene was placed in the living room, where they temporarily set up an operating table. After a period of treatment, the ship's doctor removed a twisted bullet from Irene's wound.
"Fortunately, she was rescued in time. She just lost too much blood. She will be unconscious for a while. I don't know when she will wake up."
The ship's doctor said this as he picked up a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"She's a strong child. She doesn't seem to want to die yet. She has persisted until now."
"Thanks, doctor."
Hebode on the side said, and then he signaled the ship's doctor to leave.
The ship's doctor was very clear about the current situation. Although the corridor had been sealed off when he arrived, the smell of blood floating in the air was so clear that the doctor guessed that the amount of bleeding was astonishingly large.
After leaving some medicines that Irene would need, the ship's doctor left, and now only these people were left in the room.
Lorenzo, who had been silent all this time, slowly opened his mouth.
"So, she is Gloria Jackson?"
Lorenzo asked Hong Falcon, who was sitting not far from Irene with a complicated expression. He was caught off guard by all this suddenness. Looking at the familiar face, Hong Falcon could only nod stiffly.
"Gloria? This must be one of her disguised names."
Hebode was very familiar with this old friend. He walked closer to Irene and looked at her pale face.
"It seems that Irene has been eyeing us early and followed us onto the boat." Haibod's eyes fell on Red Falcon.
Hong Shun didn't know how to defend himself. He felt a little headache. Everything happened too fast. He was still immersed in that wonderful encounter, but then came all this bloody thing. The woman he loved was lying in front of him covered in blood, and she was his enemy.
"My... my fault. I was too lax."
Hong Jian reflected that this was an extremely dangerous action and he should not have gone fishing for that damn fish in the first place.
"No, it's not the Falcon's fault," Lorenzo said. "Irene didn't find us because of the Falcon... She had been eyeing us for a long time. She came to the Winchester office in Old Dunling."