"Wait!" Wang Yidong suddenly stood up and shouted at Mu Tian, who was about to speak into the microphone. He lowered his head and whispered to Jin Hu: "Keep an eye on him." Then he walked down.
The seats on the observation deck are in a staircase shape, with a total of six steps, just like the stands in a stadium.
The prince sat in the third row in the middle, while the island owners sat in the second row. The first row was a square array of other guests, as well as the servants of the island owners.
Mu Tian knew that the prince stood up to stop him at this time because he was afraid that he would tell more things in public, leaving him no room for maneuver when making a decision. He held the microphone and watched the prince walk down the stairs with a smile.
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Pang Yingpei also stood up and stood not far from Pang Liying's body with his head bowed. Peake stood in front of Han Chengli, who was still being held in custody.
The sightseeing platform became the main stage, and those who didn't know it thought they were performing a civilized show.
A group of island owners couldn't understand.
"What is your lord doing?"
"I want to save those two father and son."
"It's possible. After all, he and Island Master Han are brothers who have lived through life and death. Besides, isn't his son like this now? Women..."
"You can't say that. That's the daughter of Master Pang. You think she's a girl from an ordinary family."
"But this Mu Tian is really powerful. He has been dead for more than three months, and Leng asked him to find the real murderer."
"Yes, it took such a short time. I heard that he bet with the prince for ten days, but the case was closed in just three days. Maybe he can really talk to the dead."
"It seems like he has some background."
"A bit? That's a big deal! I heard that it was done in the central prison house in the French Concession. What's the quality of it? You taste it, you taste it carefully."
"The prince seems not very happy that he solved this case."
"It is indeed a bit shocking that both father and son were drowned in the pond, and I am still the master of the island. The younger one deserves his punishment. But the older one is not like that. After all, he has made great contributions to the prince."
"You can't say that. Yu Genfa still died for the prince. Now his son has also been killed. It's the son's fault for not teaching his father. He must bear some joint responsibility."
"What are you talking about?" Wang Yidong stopped and asked as soon as he got down to the second row and listened to the discussion of the island owners.
The island owners, who had been enthusiastic just now, were now silent, shaking their heads, or looking at the prince with blank eyes.
Wang Yidong let out a "hum" and went down another step.
A black shadow suddenly emerged from the island owner.
Wang Yidong stopped immediately and slowly raised his hands.
A gun was pressed against the back of his head.
Everyone was stunned.
This man moved so quickly that even Mu Tian did not see how the man rushed behind Wang Yidong and restrained him.
"Hao De'an, what are you doing?!" Feng Ruoyun, who was still sitting in the third row, recognized the gunman.
Too careless.
Mu Tian slapped the back of his head regretfully. Yesterday he felt that the housekeeper of Han Mansion was unusual, so why did he miss him? It was indeed careless. He turned to look at Piqué.
Piqué smiled at him, but looked at his hanging right hand.
Mu Tian glanced sideways and saw Pique's fingers tapping on his leg.
Damn, Morse code!
"Don't worry, Cook is here. Give him an angle."
Mu Tian turned his head slightly, glanced at the elm forest on the opposite bank behind him, and tapped on his legs as well.
"I can control the overall situation."
At this time, Pique no longer paid attention to Mu Tian, turned slightly wrong, with his right side facing the north bank, and typed out a series of passwords.
"This is target No. 3. Kill them all at the right moment."
"Don't move! Mr. Mutian, I know you are very smart. Yesterday you competed with the young master in the Han Mansion, so it was because of today's game? You said you would bet money with Wang Yidong, you bet
What about solving the case? Aren't you full of food? Look what you have done to the situation? How many more people are going to be killed?"
"Steward Hao?"
"You also recognize me, Prince?" Hao De'an slammed the gun in his hand.
The muscles on Wang Yidong's face twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Steward Hao, don't forget that your master is still in Jin Hu's hands. If I say a word, he will not survive."
"Ha, then you have to die before him. I only want the young master and ask them to let him go!"
When Han Chengli heard what Hao De'an said, infinite hope arose in his heart, and he shouted loudly: "Old Hao Tou, save me!"
"Don't worry, young master, I will definitely save you!" Hao De'an's words were like an oath, sonorous and powerful, with a ringing sound.
"He belongs to Mr. Mutian, I don't care."
Wang Yidong didn't know what he was thinking. Is he looking for an opportunity to counterattack? Mu Tian thought, turned his body slightly, and typed out the password: Release him, maybe there is a chance.
"Let him go." Pique understood and shouted.
The foreign tourist released his arms that were holding Han Chengli.
Hao De'an did not move his position, "Come over here, Master, come here quickly, come quickly."
This guy has some military qualities! Mutian and Pique exchanged incredulous looks.
I really didn't expect this. I was careless and thought that Haizidang was just a bunch of rabble. Now it seems that it's obviously not the case, or not all of them. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
Han Chengli dragged his numb legs and limped to Hao De'an.
Hao De'an freed up a hand and put it on Han Chengli's arm, then took out a pistol from his waist and handed it to Han Chengli.
Han Chengli held a gun and pointed it at Mu Tian and others.
It's hard to do now.
Seeing that his son was out of control, Han Pengju twisted his body anxiously, trying to break free from Jin Hu's control.
"Hao De'an, save me and let them let me go!"
"Shut up!" Hao De'an shouted without even looking at Han Pengju.
Han Pengju's face instantly turned pale and his neck was stiff.
What's going on? Have you ever talked to your master like this? Is it the other way around?
"Steward Hao, you can't leave today." Wang Yidong's tone was a bit persuasive. "Put down the gun. My prince will guarantee your safety, and you will have no worries about food, clothing, and prosperity in the future."
"Whose prince are you? I, Hao De'an, respect you and you are a prince. If I don't respect you, you are just a bird egg! I don't know who can't escape today? To tell you the truth, Wang Yidong, my people have blocked it
Of all the piers on Partridge Island, it’s you who can’t leave!”
"You, you want to rebel?!" Wang Yidong blurted out in surprise.
"Yes, I will kill you today. The prince of Haizidang is me, Hao De'an!" Hao De'an said sinisterly.
Even Mu Tian couldn't help but trembled.
This guy is pretty well hidden.
"Hao De'an, I admire your ideal. It is very full, but the reality is very skinny. Why don't you ask all the island owners if they agree with you becoming the prince and occupying Haizi Island? Also, you are not afraid of the prince's three thousand guards.
Come to Partridge Island and roast this partridge and eat it?" Mu Tian tried to analyze the situation for Hao De'an.
"Haha, Mr. Mu, Wang Yidong wouldn't do it, otherwise he wouldn't have exiled Yao Jishun's descendants to Yanzi Island. But I, Hao De'an, will conquer Toad Island!"
"I admire your talent and strategy even more. But, as I said just now, have you asked all the island owners? Especially your master, Mr. Han Pengju?"
"Don't mention him to me! If he has any doubts, I'll kill him first!"
Hao De'an's eyes suddenly turned red and he said viciously, it was just a roar.
This reminded Mu Tian of Han Chengli's hatred when he smashed the steel needle into Yu Delin's head.
"You bitch Hao De'an, I'm not too kind to you. You are a wolf with white eyes!"
"That's my dad, Old Hao Tou, how can you kill him? You can't kill my dad if you kill anyone!" Han Chengli said eagerly.
"He is not your father!" Hao De'an stared at the anxious Han Chengli and shouted these words almost hoarsely, and he could hear the pain in them.