The yacht drove straight towards the boat. As soon as a man moved slightly, a bullet flew past his ear. The voice on the other side was still cold, "Next time I will aim at your head."

After a while, people on the cruise ship had already boarded the ship one after another. People stood in two rows, silently waiting for instructions from the last person to board the ship.

The men swallowed their saliva and looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of them with a cold expression.

Ye Nianmo looked at the people in front of him with disgust. He waved his hand, and the person behind him handed over a bag and opened it in front of the man.

The men's pupils dilated when they saw what was in the bag. One of them was so frightened that he turned around and wanted to run away. He accidentally fell to the ground with his left foot followed by his right foot.

The contents of the bag were thrown to the ground casually. They were a pair of hands that had been cut off at the wrists. The wrists were bloody and bloody, and the fingers remained as tight as they had been in life.

"This is Lujis's hand, and your hands will be the same as his." Ye Nianmo's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light. He was about to go crazy, and if he went crazy, none of these people would make him crazy.

Can't escape either.

His voice was like a beast from hell, and he personally took out Ding Yiyi's photo, "Where is she?"

From the men's surprised expressions, he already knew that Ding Yiyi was on the ship, but the man's next answer made his heart suddenly fall from the clouds to the ground.

"Lujies gave us the goods. We didn't know that the woman had such a big background. She had already been taken away. She was taken away two hours ago. We don't know where she was sent. We are only responsible for transporting the goods.

That’s all.”

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked to the ground. Ye Nianmo slowly walked up to him, lowered his head and looked at her condescendingly, "Sold? How much did it cost?"

"Ten thousand yuan????" The man's body was shaking like a sieve, and his voice became as ugly as a drake's throat.

"Ten thousand yuan." Ye Nianmo's voice was very soft. He squatted down and looked at the panicked man in front of him, "Did you know? I protect her and give her the best. A piece of clothing costs tens of thousands.

, and you sold her for 10,000 yuan?"

The man got up and wanted to jump into the sea to escape. There was the sound of breaking wind in his ears, but he had no time to look back.

The knife penetrated his trousers and embedded deeply into his thigh. The blood stained his khaki trousers red and dripped down his trousers to the ground.

"No, no, no, no," the man wailed, holding his legs, looking at the movements of the person behind him in horror, fearing that he would strike like that again.

Ye Nianmo suppressed his anger. At this moment, Ye Bo walked up to him and said, "There seems to be something wrong with the cabin."

Under the cabin, Ye Nianmo looked at the dried blood on the ground, the small space, and the smelly air, and the last rational nerve in his brain collapsed.

He pulled out his gun expressionlessly and was about to go to the deck. Suddenly, Ye Bo stood in front of him and said, "Master, calm down."

Ye Bo looked at him nervously, veins bulging out in his clenched fists. When he saw the young master walking towards him, he lowered his head silently.

Ye Nianmo walked around him and walked to the wall on the side of the ladder. There was a quick blood stain on it. The blood stain was mixed into a ball, like a painting or a word.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and stroked the wall without disdain. His fingertips trembled slightly because of the content on the wall. In the darkness, only Ye Bo, who was closest, could see the emotion he showed.
Chapter completed!