Pop, pop, pop!
Applause echoed in Li Qiutao's room.
He, too, had purchased a signal source through black market channels and was intently watching Chen Jin-chao's every move. When Li Qiutao saw Chen Jin-chao suddenly make his move, he couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh, lamenting that Chen Jin-chao had captured a third of his spirit.
"As expected of my good nephew, you haven't disappointed me," Li Qiutao chuckled.
At first, when Li Qiutao saw Chen Jin-chao let Mo Zong-mao go, he felt that Chen Jin-chao was a bit too soft-hearted, making Li Qiutao worry that Chen Jin-chao would hesitate in future major decisions. Now, it seemed his worries were unfounded.
"With this punch, Mo Zong-mao is likely dead," Li Qiutao said.
"The show has just begun."
Li Qiutao had arranged for Xiao Wu to infiltrate the cruise ship as an audience member to secretly protect Chen Jin-chao's personal safety.
Coupled with several stealthy warships cruising in the nearby waters of the East China Sea, if Ning Fei dared to make a move, Li Qiutao would make Ning Fei regret ever coming into this world.
On the other side.
Yu Bo-tao and Yu Zheng-zhi were stunned.
Chen Jin-chao dared to go back on his word, launching a sneak attack on Mo Zong-mao as he was leaving, causing Mo Zong-mao to fall to the ground with a thud.
"Isn't he going too far?!" Yu Zheng-zhi growled.
"This is slapping the face of the Ross family. How can they swallow this insult? So arrogant, so presumptuous, is there no one who can deal with him?"
Yu Bo-tao's emotions fluctuated, shocked by Chen Jin-chao's terrifying power. After regaining his senses, he whispered, "Don't worry, the Ross family is a behemoth. They will not tolerate being challenged."
Meaning –
Chen Jin-chao would bear the Ross family's thunderous wrath.
Yu Zheng-zhi nodded, hoping the Ross family could eliminate Chen Jin-chao, saving them from constant anxiety.
On the cruise ship, the audience remained silent.
No one had expected Chen Jin-chao to act in front of Mick Ross, forcefully killing Mo Zong-mao! Eyes fell on Mo Zong-mao, the quasi-A-level expert collapsed on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices...
He was completely dead!
Guan Hong's expression was excited. Now he finally understood why his elder brother was so obedient to Chen Jin-chao; this was true dominance!
Qian De-shui also clenched his fists, quietly reminding Guan Hong to remain vigilant at all times, lest Ning Fei and Hong Xing-wen make their move prematurely. In any case, only one side would leave alive tonight.
Guan Hong nodded and began to arrange related matters.
Mick Ross's pupils contracted violently. The strong smell of blood entered his nostrils, stimulating his nerves through sight and smell.
After a long while.
He gradually came back to his senses, then narrowed his eyes and stared at Chen Jin-chao.
Before Mick Ross could speak, Hong Xing-wen yelled frantically, "Chen Jin-chao, you bastard! You went back on your word and killed indiscriminately! Your actions will surely not be tolerated by the Ross family. If you don't give me an explanation, my Qianmen will not let this go!"
Ning Fei gritted his teeth, his jawbone moving up and down.
He said to Hong Xing-wen, "The dead cannot be resurrected. We must now prepare to bury Qian De-shui and Chen Jin-chao at sea!"
Chen Jin-chao ignored Hong Xing-wen's ranting, his gaze still fixed on Mick Ross's eyes.
A trace of coldness emanated from Mick Ross as he said indifferently, "Chen Jin-chao, do you really think our Ross family is a pushover? On this cruise ship, the Ross family reigns supreme. You have made a mistake, and you must pay the price."
"Hahaha, on the lawless high seas, do you think the Ross family's words are decrees? In my opinion, it's just bullshit. Whoever has the bigger fist is the truth." Chen Jin-chao never believed in such things, only in his own martial strength!
Fists are truth!
Mick Ross felt Chen Jin-chao's arrogant demeanor and didn't quite dare to confront him head-on. He took a breath and said, "Are you perhaps thinking of killing me?"
Swish!
Chen Jin-chao's gaze suddenly turned cold.
He said mockingly, "Your proposed condition is a bit excessive, but if you truly wish to die, I can help you."
Mick Ross's pupils contracted!
His intuition told him that Chen Jin-chao absolutely had the courage to do so; he was a madman outside the rules. He took a deep breath and decided not to clash with Chen Jin-chao for now, leaving the trouble to Ning Fei and Hong Xing-wen.
He believed.
Chen Jin-chao would not be able to leave here alive today.
"Chinese, you are very defiant. I hope you can still stand here and talk to me later." Mick Ross uttered these words and, without waiting for Chen Jin-chao's response, turned and walked off the stage.
On the stage, Chen Jin-chao stood proudly, like a god descended from heaven.
Tao Qi-yue's nerves were taut. She knew the real show was about to begin. She placed her hand in her pocket, where a pistol was hidden! Her palms were sweating, indicating her nervousness.
In another corner.
Xiao Wu, with his healthy tanned skin, wiped his gun and smiled faintly, "Tsk, enjoy the time while you can still breathe. You'll all be corpses soon."
Hong Xing-wen was ready but was still waiting for the Ross family's assassins to take their positions.
Ning Fei wanted to kill Chen Jin-chao, and Mick Ross also wanted to kill Chen Jin-chao. Both had the same goal – to get closer to Qin Feng-wu, which would bring them infinite benefits in the future.
Chen Jin-chao keenly sensed that someone was targeting him.
After observing covertly, he identified a few hidden individuals. However, Chen Jin-chao did not act rashly; instead, he looked at Hong Xing-wen and Ning Fei.
"You have lost." Chen Jin-chao said concisely.
Hong Xing-wen angrily retorted, "Lost? Heh, what a joke. The outcome hasn't been decided yet."
Chen Jin-chao smiled without speaking.
Ning Fei also looked at Chen Jin-chao and sighed faintly, "Chen Jin-chao, you've caused me too much trouble. If you had just been more obedient, I wouldn't have had to resort to killing you."
"Unfortunately, your path has narrowed."
The spectators gasped, seemingly realizing something. Those who were sensible began to quietly leave, fearing they would be caught in the ensuing bloodshed.
At the same time.
Mick Ross cut off all signal sources, making it impossible for outsiders to know what was happening on the cruise ship. He sat in his office with his legs crossed and pulled the hostess from earlier into his arms, smiling and saying, "That didn't scare you, did it?"
The hostess shook her head shyly, "Mr. Mick, isn't this a bit inappropriate now?"
Mick Ross pinched the hostess's waist and began to get intimate. The hostess also acted coy, which only further inflamed Mick Ross's passion.
He held the hostess down and said, "They fight their battles, and we fight ours. Why not?"
Two major battles were about to begin.