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  Early in the morning, a luxurious large yacht set sail from Jinwan Bay, cutting through the wind and waves amidst the thin fog. Seagulls soared in the sky. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang stood on the deck with furrowed brows, feeling not a hint of comfort.

  Back in Bra Island for two days, the case was almost over, but early in the morning, Yang Ganglie pulled them out of the woman's quilt and said to take them to a place to have some fun.

  Tiger Shark Bay, as the name suggests, must have sharks coming and going. It is a sea area that has already entered the Dongsha Islands range. The destination of Wu Ming and others this time is Tiger Shark Bay, hundreds of nautical miles away from Jinwan District.

  Although Yang Ganglie said he was going to catch sharks and taste fresh shark fins, Wu Ming didn't believe him at all. Where can't you find fresh shark fins? Why bother going far away, there must be some ulterior motive behind this.

  Wu Ming was not the kind of person who liked to suspect ghosts and spirits. He was so sure that Yang Gang's trip had ulterior motives because he inadvertently discovered that the younger brother who followed him was carrying a gun. However, when he found out, it was already a bit late, and the yacht had already entered the vast deep sea.

  The sea of bitterness is boundless, but when I want to turn back, I can no longer find the shore.

  Wu Ming quietly told Zhuge Dachang everything he had found out. Normally, carrying a gun in China is against the law. The two of them were hesitant about whether or not to report it to the police, but Yang Ganglie seemed to have a good relationship with the Guangdong-Hong Kong police? He didn't seem like a bad person.

  At noon, the yacht entered the mysterious Tiger Shark Bay and soon a small island came into view. To avoid running aground, the yacht stopped and Yang Gang let people put down two inflatable boats. After unloading more than ten suitcases, the eighteen people rowed in pairs to shore.

  A small ferry, everyone got off the raft and Yang Ganglie said he wanted to visit a friend on the island, letting Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang stay on the boat. He then led a dozen or so younger brothers slowly towards the distant red forest.

  As soon as Yang Ganglie walked far away, Zhuge Dachang hastily said: "This chrysanthemum fruit is indeed problematic, he must be going to make an illegal transaction with someone, let's report to the police quickly?"

  Even a blind man can see that, right? Wu Ming rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "Pig Brother! When you're in the underworld, you have to talk about loyalty. Yang Jianlie treated us well, it's not good for us to betray him?"

  "Nowadays, it's still about brotherhood and loyalty in the underworld!" Zhuge Dachang scolded loudly: "If he really committed a crime, we'd be accessories to the crime if we cover for him. When he gets shot, we won't be able to escape either."

  "What newspaper! I didn't even block it!"

  Zhuge Dachang hummed and quickly took out his mobile phone, only to find that there was no signal. He restrained himself from cursing and said, "Damn it! There's no signal here."

  "It's only now that you know?" Wu Ming glanced at him sideways and sighed, "There was no signal even before we entered this sea area. Otherwise, why would Yang Ganglie abandon us so casually?"

  "What should we do now?"

  "Wait!" Wu Ming said calmly: "Then pretend you don't know anything and report it to the police after going back."

  "But we don't have any evidence."

  "Who says there's no evidence? I secretly took a photo." Wu Ming proudly pulled out his phone, opened the album, and a shameful photo popped up...

  A selfie of Wu Ming holding Ma Lanhua sleeping, Ma Lanhua lying naked in his arms, her shiny buttocks white and dazzling, the air frozen at this moment!

  Zhuge Dachang sneered and said with a smile: "This evidence is quite sufficient, it's more than enough to convict you of adultery!"

  "Ah! When was this photo taken?" Wu Ming exclaimed, wiping the sweat from his forehead and saying: "Fortunately, it was discovered early, if Yan Xiaozhu had seen it, it would have been chaos."

  "Too late!" Zhuge Dachang sneered, "This photo should have been taken by Malan Hua. She might be trying to blackmail with this photo, and there must be a backup."

  Wu Ming's face was tense as he said: "A day of husband and wife, a hundred days of kindness, I've been with her for several days now, she can't be that cruel, can she?"

  "The heart of a woman is the most poisonous, haven't you heard?!" Zhuge Dachang sneered with a smile: "Just wait for her to knock on the bamboo door! If she dares to resist, just wait for her to become famous!!"

  Wu Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his fingers sliding across the screen of his phone to flip through the pages, deleting over a dozen photos before he thought of something and rubbed his nose, saying: "Pig Brother's phone! Maybe someone took artistic photos with it too."

  "Do you think I'm that stupid? You don't even know when someone is taking a photo." Zhuge Dachang looked at him with disdain, subconsciously flipping through his phone album, and then his face froze. His phone also had artistic photos.

  "Haha……" Wu Ming couldn't help but burst out laughing, teasing: "Little girl's figure is not bad! Unfortunately, the photo is a bit dark, the pixel of the company-issued mobile phone is not as high as my Apple phone."

  "Damn it, did they plan to cheat us from the very beginning?"

  "The photos were taken on the first day we arrived, but we didn't notice... " Wu Ming shook his head and sighed: "Someone must have instructed them to do this? For example, our lovely boss Yang."

  Zhuge Dachang's face was filled with indignation as he said, "We're not some kind of celebrities, does he think he can threaten us with these photos? Besides, what's in it for him, he's got money to burn?"

  "Whether it's used to threaten us or not, anyway, we're now entangled with his woman... Wu Ming said helplessly: "He might just want to use this as leverage against us. If something happens to him, we can't escape being implicated!"

  Just then, a gunshot was heard from afar, followed by increasingly dense gunfire. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang exchanged a glance, something big had happened!

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  Zhuge Dashang's face turned serious and he said in a very unbrotherly manner: "Forget about them, let's go quickly!"

  "Go?" Wu Ming furrowed his brow and said: "With just these two broken ships, when can we return?"

  "Look, isn't that a yacht over there?"

  "Is there a key? Can it be opened? Do you know the sea route?" Wu Ming asked three questions in a row, and then sighed: "If we were to open it, it's possible that we would have already run aground and capsized before leaving Tiger Shark Bay."

  Just as they were hesitating, Yang Ganglie rushed out of the red forest with a small suitcase, stumbling and staggering. The two hesitated for a moment before finally going to meet him.

  Yang Ganglie was shot and it was a fatal chest wound. When Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang helped him back to the raft, he was already dying, gasping for air, weakly saying: "Hurry...hurry up! They're almost...catching up."

  "What exactly happened?" Zhuge Da Chang asked in a deep voice.

  "Sorry...to trouble you all." Yang Ganglie raised his hand and pointed, saying: "There is a satellite receiving antenna in the center of the island, that...we can send out a distress signal there!"

  "What exactly happened?" Zhuge Dachang repeated his question again.

  Yang Ganglie slightly shook his head, then suddenly started coughing violently, with fresh blood gushing out of his mouth and nose. He seemed to have used up all his strength, grasping Wu Ming's hand tightly, and said urgently: "Help... help me take care of my wife and child."

  "Don't worry!" Wu Ming hastily said: "From now on, your child is my child, your wife is my wife."

  Yang Ganglie wanted to say something else, but he couldn't utter a sound. After spitting out another mouthful of blood, his body began to convulse and gradually stopped moving. However, his eyes remained wide open, as if he was reluctant to close them in death.

  "Dead! A lively life just died like that... dead..." Wu Ming muttered to himself, and a picture like the Asura Hell suddenly flashed in his mind, with many bloody people lying on the ground amidst the ruins, his face turned iron blue, and deep sadness flashed in his eyes.

  "Three Gourds! Three Gourds!" Zhuge Dachang pushed Wu Ming and shouted loudly, "What are you thinking about? Let's run quickly!"

  Wu Ming snapped back to reality, the sadness in his eyes disappearing as he bitterly smiled and said: "The problem is how are we going to escape?"

  The silenced gunfire sounded again, and several black-clad men rushed out of the red forest hundreds of meters away. With a "puff" sound, the inflatable boat was punctured by bullets. Zhuge Dachang's pupils suddenly contracted into a black dot, and he shouted: "Damn! Run fast, they have heavy weapons."

  When he finished yelling, Wu Ming had already picked up his suitcase and was several meters away. Zhuge Dachang hastily ran out, laughing and scolding: "Damn it! He's running really fucking fast!"

  Bullets were chasing after their buttocks, the two of them kept changing direction and dodging while running, but their speed didn't decrease at all, and soon they dashed into the red forest.

  After the gunshot, it is almost impossible to dodge the bullet because the reaction speed cannot keep up with the speed of the bullet. The only way to avoid being hit by a bullet is to react before the gun goes off, not by competing with the speed of the bullet, but by competing with the person pulling the trigger.

  Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang calmly ran into the small woods, several black-clad men stopped, a white giant with black oil paint on his face showed a surprised expression, humming: "Indeed special forces!" He said, pressing down on his earpiece, "The target is holding the goods and running in the direction of 9 o'clock, be careful, they are not ordinary people."

  A small mound, Wu Ming climbed to the top and looked around in a circle. He found that there was a white small building in the center of the island. Apart from this, he also found that the island was pitifully small, probably only two or three square kilometers. With a sad face, he walked up to Zhuge Dachang and said: "Pig brother! The place is a bit small, it's hard to play hide-and-seek with them!"

  Zhuge Dachang seemed to have expected it, and opened the suitcase that Yang Ganglie had retrieved with his life. Inside, there were several bags of white powder, carefully packaged. He didn't feel surprised, only slightly shaking his head.

  Wu Ming exclaimed and joked: "Refined flour? That's enough for us to eat for at least two days."

  Zhuge Da Chang closed the suitcase and said in a bad mood: "If you can finish this small bag of food, I guarantee it will last for three months."

  "What should we do now?"

  "What else can we do?" Zhuge Dachang shrugged and said, "Of course, think of a way to get close to the satellite receiver wire and then call the police."

  "Wu Ming exclaimed: "No way? It's possible that before we even got close to the antenna, it had already been shot full of holes by someone else.""

  "Let's wait till nightfall before we cross!" said Zhuge Dachang.

  "Then I'll dig a hole and hide in it."

  "Dig a hole! We're not rats!"

  "What's the difference between us and mice now?" Wu Ming understood, saying: "We are unarmed, but those men have guns in their hands. If we encounter them, what can we do besides cowering and fleeing?"

  Zhuge Dachang said with a gloomy face: "It would be better if I had a gun."

  Wu Ming rubbed his nose and said, "If I had a gun, would I be able to get to the antenna without getting hurt?"

  "Of course!" said Zhuge Dachang proudly.

  "That's easy!" Wu Ming revealed a mysterious smile and said: "Come over and help me dig a hole!"

  "What's the hole for?"

  "I'm going to kill them!"

  The two of them added up to a sum, and both had an evil smile on their faces. Without food or clothing, the enemy would deliver it to our doorstep. No guns, no cannons, we'd snatch them from the enemy's hands.

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