A man and a woman were sitting in the captain's cabin of a double-decker yacht, looking at each other speechlessly, and no one spoke again.
Lu Fan's heart was in turmoil at this moment.
This was the first time in more than three years since he left Shangjing that he heard the description of the bloody night at the White Tiger Gate of the Lu family from other people.
Every word in Dongfang Yanran's mouth was like a thunder blow, hitting him hard in the heart.
Lu Zhenguo knew he was going to die, but he went to die resolutely.
The Northern Xinjiang Army was always waiting to avenge him, but was restricted by a four-year contract.
The top-secret archives of the Northern Xinjiang Army contain secret messages that could expose Lu Jianping's murderous rebellion.
…
Too much.
Lu Fan took a deep breath and tried to keep his tone calm: "Can you guarantee that everything you said is true?"
"Can't I guarantee it with just these four words Dongfang Yanran?"
Dongfang Yanran's eyebrows swept across Lu Fan's eyes: "It's useless to think too much. Now it's still one thing whether we can return to the territorial waters alive. If you really want to go to Northern Xinjiang to find something like that,
, let’s wait until we can get ashore.”
Lu Fan exhaled slightly when he heard this and asked, "How long until we arrive?"
"We have been walking on the sea for more than two hours. If everything goes well, we will be able to enter territorial waters in another hour and a half."
"but……"
She stared at the several red dots on the satellite display that were flashing desperately, and sighed softly: "It seems that things are not going to go smoothly. They have already caught up."
Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Lu Fan walked out of the cabin with her at the same time and appeared on the deck.
I saw several speedboats spraying white waves behind the stern of the ship as far as the eye could see, driving straight in and approaching directly against the yacht.
"This is a must-have assault boat on a large yacht. A yacht as big as ours can probably carry one. There are five assault boats catching up with us, which proves that there are at least five yachts our size behind us.
It’s approaching.”
"They just came to stop us. The real main force is on those five yachts. There should be hundreds of people. We can't stop. We must deal with them before we can successfully reach the territorial waters."
With that said, she jumped directly from the deck, picked up two assault rifles from the pile of corpses, checked the bullets with her backhand and loaded them, all in one movement, and then threw the other one to Lu Fan:
"You should be able to use it, right? The waves on the sea are quite rough. Be careful to aim and shoot in advance, otherwise your bullets will be wasted on the sea."
Lu Fan smiled, loaded the submachine gun in his hand with his backhand, checked the sight, loaded it with one hand, and said with a smile: "You can do it, how can I not."
Dongfang Yanran's delicate body trembled suddenly, and her beautiful eyes looked at him in surprise.
Then Lu Fan asked without looking back: "I'm actually quite curious about why you asked your father to propose marriage to you at Guwu Villa, and even made it known throughout the city that you liked me. What are you trying to do?
You definitely don’t like me anyway, so what’s your purpose?”
The fact that Dongfang Yanran likes her gives Lu Fan a headache even now.
Almost everyone in the martial arts knew that Miss Dongfang fell in love with his useless son-in-law, which made Wang Li, Coach Lei, and even Lu Wushuang make fun of him whenever they met, which put him in an extremely difficult situation.
Awkward.
"Why do you think I have to have a purpose?"
Dongfang Yanran wore a white vest, showing off her perfect figure: "Can't I really like her?"
"What a joke."
Lu Fan turned around and curled his lips: "It was the first time we met that day. Why do you like me? Dreaming?"
Dongfang Yanran stood below and looked up at Lu Fan: "Have you ever heard of the story of good students and bad students?"
