Before death, the last thing that comes to mind is: regret
What he regrets is provoking such a person, and now he doesn't even have the chance to regret it. He has an unparalleled wealth and many women, which he has worked hard for most of his life to get, and now they all belong to others.
Falling to the ground, he could still feel a lot of blood flowing out from the wound on his neck. Then his body quickly became cold. He had no strength to scream, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. He completely lost consciousness.
Zhang Feng and the other three ignored the old corpse and took his mobile phone from his body.
"How are you doing over there?" The King of Hell took out his cell phone and called Li Jian and the others.
Li Jian said: "Already under control!"
"There are 30 old bodyguards on the cruise ship, and they all have weapons. They haven't found them yet," the student said.
"Okay, kill them and take control of this cruise ship!" said the King of Hell.
"receive!"
"receive!"
After getting weapons from Lao's men and going out, they acted separately. It was too easy to deal with Lao's bodyguard.
The judge got a second-class performance sniper rifle from the weapons arsenal. He went to the tower and took aim, calling names.
A cruise ship like this old one has so many bodyguards and an arsenal. They have to maintain the stability of hundreds of people on the cruise ship and guard against pirates. The guys in the arsenal are very tolerant.
In less than half an hour, all of Lao's men were eliminated, most of them by the judge.
The first thing to control is the cab, blocking all signals, destroying the voyage diary, and all monitoring.
The entire cruise ship was in panic. They thought they had encountered pirates, very powerful pirates.
They are calculating how much money they have to get out.
No one who can come on this cruise ship is poor.
The King of Hell went to the broadcast room and shouted in English. He said: "This cruise ship has been controlled by us. All of you squat in an open area. If anyone is dishonest, throw it down and feed the fish!"
Everyone ran in panic towards the middle of the cruise ship, where there was an open area. Caldera and others had already boarded the ship. They all wore black masks on their heads, only showing a pair of eyes. They were wearing ghillie suits, and they would not show any signs, such as Tattoos and stuff like that.
By behaving like this, they were indeed acting like pirates.
Behind the gigolo was Caldera, a big man, walking among these rich people. They all squatted on the ground and held their heads in their hands, trembling with fear, especially the women, who didn't see a single child.
Yes, this is not a sightseeing cruise, but a pleasure cruise. Who would bring children
Suddenly, two muscular men stood up and wanted to attack the dancers. They strode forward and started dancing. Three other men also got up.
Caldera stepped forward and punched a shirtless man who jumped up. The big fist hit the man's chest. The man's chest made a soft clicking sound, and then his body flew seven or eight meters away. , fell to the ground, blood spurted from his mouth, tried to support himself, but fell down again and died.
Several other people had the same fate and were beaten to death with clean and cruel methods.
Moreover, the pirates with guns around did not fire. This was absolute force, which eliminated some people's urge to resist.
"Who else is coming?" Caldera shouted loudly, spitting. He spoke American English, which was quite authentic.
This made everyone think that these people were real pirates, because when the King of Hell spoke, his English was a bit broken, but Caldera was very authentic.
Most pirates are made up of people from all over the world, everyone knows this.
As for the local pirates who appear in the nearby waters, relatively speaking, they only seek money and are easy to deal with. They can only be regarded as thieves. People like them are real pirates.
No one dared to respond to Caldera.
The King of Hell came down and said loudly: "Everyone I pass by, show me your ID. If anyone doesn't have one, throw it into the sea!"
They all took out the documents they carried with them, most of which were passports, and the King of Hell looked at them one by one.
Then the King of Hell went to the cab and told Zhang Feng some of the situation.
Zhang Feng was sitting there smoking a cigarette. He had just made a phone call. The Blood Slaughter Team had not found Hu Xinting yet. It was already the third day, and Zhang Feng felt uneasy.
The King of Hell didn't know what he was thinking, and said: "Most of the people on the cruise ship are from China, and more than 70% of these people are moths!"
"What are you going to do about it?" Zhang Feng asked, he didn't care about these people.
"I want to beat them back and accept punishment!" said the King of Hell.
hehe!
Zhang Feng sneered: "Haha, it's useless!"
The King of Hell naturally knew what Zhang Feng meant. How could he not know the tricks? The King of Hell was a little helpless.
Finally, Zhang Feng said: "This is a shipwreck!"
The King of Hell's heart skipped a beat, this was too cruel!
Before the King of Hell had spoken, Zhang Feng asked, "Where are the others?"
"Most of them are rich people from all over the world!" said the King of Hell.
"Don't sympathize with them. Anyone who can come on this boat is either a borer or a poisonous insect. They like to eat fish in the sea the most!" Zhang Feng continued.
"good!"
"But let's look at their ugly side first!" Zhang Feng said, "Let's see how ugly they are!"
"This is acceptable!"
In fact, the King of Hell wanted to see if they deserved to die. Both the King of Hell and Zhang Feng had a sense of justice, but there were some differences between Zhang Feng. He was both good and evil and never followed routines, while the King of Hell was orthodox and mostly It's a routine.
Regardless of good or evil, human life cannot be taken casually.
Zhang Feng is different, he can't tolerate a little sand in his eyes.
"Madman, we've made a big discovery!"
At this moment, Li Jian's voice came from the headset next to Zhang Feng's ear.
"What discovery?" Zhang Feng asked.
"I'll take him over to see you. I'm sure you will be happy!" Li Jian's words seemed to have something good in them.
"good!"
Li Jian came after a while, but behind him was a thin young man with his head lowered and wearing glasses.
Zhang Feng recognized him at a glance and called out: "Mike, is that you?"
Li Jian stepped out of the way and let the young man take a step forward. The young man raised his head with a sad face, not daring to look at anyone, and then lowered his head again.
He felt guilty, very guilty.
Zhang Feng stepped forward and hugged him and said excitedly: "It's really you, haha, that's great!"
The King of Hell behind him kept laughing and said: "Haha, the Flying Atlan, yes, the Atlan is about to fly!"
"I, I'm sorry for you, it's my fault, I" Mike said apologetically.