On the deck of the Pearl of the Night, Meng Lang watched blankly as the heavy rain subsided and the Pacific Ocean at the junction of the East China Sea was calm.
Siltan and the others could no longer be seen. The view on the night sea was wide and quiet, and the previous stormy night seemed like a nightmare.
But the destroyer in the distance that was severely damaged by the tornado, the several helicopters circling like a flock of birds in our own night sky, and the Jiaolong's naval gun barrel had not yet cooled down, all reminded Meng Lang.
Everything tonight is not false.
Meng Lang turned around in a daze. Henry Poole's expensive suit had long been wet by the storm, but he didn't care. He turned around and looked behind him just like before the dance started.
The Pearl of the Night was just as it was at the beginning of the night, except that it was riddled with holes.
"it's over."
Si Ai relaxed next to him, leaned against the railing, and looked at the night sky. He took out a cigarette but found that it was already wet.
He shook his head and laughed, then casually bounced it away.
"I didn't expect it to be in this form."
"Hey, where are the electromagnetic pulse data drawings?"
Si Ai casually made a ball of hot air and pushed it towards Meng Lang, and asked with a smile.
"In our hands."
Meng Lang sighed and said, feeling that his shoulders were so sore, white mist rose, and his hair and clothes were slowly dried.
"So, that's good."
It just saves me the effort of going to get it back.
Si Ai thought this, then smiled freely, put one hand in his pocket, and his white suit was fluttered by the sea breeze.
"Why did you come to this pearl of the night?"
Meng Lang looked at him and asked suddenly.
"The owner of the Night Pearl knows what will happen tonight, so he hired me to protect the Night Pearl back to North America."
Si Ai said this, finally finding a cigarette that could still be lit, and then shrugged and smiled:
"Although I only agreed to get the electromagnetic pulse data back."
The fire was bright between the snaps of his fingers. He took a deep breath and looked at the night sea blowing clouds and mist, and his handsome and unruly face was silent in the white smoke.
"That is our Chinese thing after all."
Meng Lang looked at him and smiled, then looked at the Dragon Destroyer next to the Night Pearl,
There are also the shadows of machines hovering in the sky, and countless people running for it at this moment.
That's right, it's us China.
At this time, Meng Lang saw that all combat armed forces were being mobilized, breaking into the Night Pearl to launch operations to rescue those who might have been missed.
Also, although most of the previous pirates may have been killed, it was inevitable that some would slip through the net.
But in front of these most elite troops coming across space, there should be no trouble.
The civilian staff on board the Jiaolong are working hard to comfort the ladies and ladies on the Night Pearl, telling them that they are safe.
There are also some people who are negotiating and shaking hands with those high-ranking figures, arranging for them to rest, and sorting out the list of personal items they want to retrieve from the Pearl of the Night to avoid causing diplomatic problems.
At this time, a dozen medium-sized yachts suddenly rushed towards us from a distance.
"Oh, the ship sent by Fiseld to pick her up arrived really quickly. It is indeed a consortium like a financial empire."
Meng Lang looked at the shadow of the ship coming in that direction in the distance, and gave the order to the Jiaolong that there was no need to be alert.
"That should have been arranged by the owner of the Night Pearl in the nearby waters."
Si Ai took one look and said with a smile.
"That Mr. O'Brien?"
"This question is considered an employment secret."
Si Ai flicked the cigarette butt and smiled casually.
Then they felt something at the same time. Meng Lang and Si Ai raised their heads and looked at the night sky.
The black-haired young man in a luxurious and expensive pure black suit slowly fell from the sky in a pitch-black evening dress.
In her arms, she held Ji Lingyan, who seemed to have injured her right leg and was unable to move.
Si Ai whistled frivolously, and Meng Lang also had his usual ungrateful smile on his face.
"Hey! Brother! Why haven't you come down yet? It turns out you went to save the beauty."
Stepping on the deck, the [Floating Card] dissipated and ignored Meng Lang's words.
When Ji Lingyan came down from Fang Ran's arms, she still had that cool and capable voice, although it was a little more complicated than before:
"There are many foreign dignitaries on the Pearl of the Night. If they are not handled well, it will easily cause diplomatic problems. I will help deal with those first."
After witnessing what this young man who had previously seemed as young as a child to her had done on this stormy night, Ji Lingyan found that she could no longer look at him calmly.
But she still forced herself to calm down, nodded and said to the young man in front of her who was completely different from before, and then walked towards the Jiaolong with the help of the medical staff.
Looking at Ji Lingyan's sexy and graceful back, Meng Lang looked at Fang Ran, who was wearing a dark evening dress, and was about to go up and say a few words.
But at this moment.
A strong buzzing sound sounded in the sky!
Meng Lang subconsciously looked up in surprise, and then saw a particularly huge armed helicopter flashing to the top of the Night Pearl!
"I go!"
Meng Lang was immediately surprised when he recognized at a glance that it was a prototype of a special model of the China Night Bureau equipped with a small space-jumping hub core!
Then he took off the combat communicator from his ear as fast as he could, crushed it into pieces, and threw it into the sea!
Then he pretended that nothing happened and whistled on the spot.
Thinking silently in my heart:
You can't find me, you can't find me, you can't find me...
The plane door opened, and a figure jumped out regardless of the height of tens of meters!
Dark red slightly curly long hair fluttering in the night!
Click!
The heels of the high-heeled leather boots stepped steadily on the deck, and the slender legs in black stockings were slender and straight.
Ye Sheng stood up slowly, and the black windbreaker outside the white shirt was lifted by the sea breeze!
Meng Lang's eyelids twitched and his heart tightened!
Oh my god, why did this aunt come so quickly?
I can't afford to be caught out like this!
However, to Meng Lang's expectation, Ye Sheng, who had the highest status at the scene, did not immediately ask who was the top commander at the scene.
Instead, he stared at Fangran closely!
Then he pulled out Lingyuan!
Directly for the throat!
Eh!? Damn it, what’s going on!?
Meng Lang and Si Ai were both confused and their eyes were blank.
"No, is this how your Huaxia Night Bureau treats the heroes who turn the tide..."
Si Ai asked Meng Lang in a low voice with a hesitant look on his face.
But Meng Lang was actually confused at this time.
Eh? That’s not right. Although this aunt is usually a bit difficult to get close to, she is not this kind of person.
And why did you draw your sword when you came up!?
Isn't this the first time she and her brother have met?
It’s impossible for my brother to offend her, right?
Just when Meng Lang was confused and guessing.
Ye Sheng held up Lingyuan, looked at Fang Ran in front of him and said coldly:
"Are you going to keep pretending like this?"
What to pretend?
When Meng Lang asked in confusion, he heard Yesheng gritting his teeth.
The night net was still open on the side of her field of vision. In the picture at the top, she was wearing a dark night dress, with a ring of thunder and lightning floating around her hand.
She will never forget the name of this figure, no matter what she looks like!
