Bone erosion crisis: Young Master Lu, don't come here unharmed

In the silent captain's cabin, the thick iron door inlaid with pressure-resistant transparent glass was suddenly pushed open, and the crew members inside widened their eyes and looked at the door in horror.

But it was dark there, only the sound of violent waves and the smell of salty sea water swept over, making everyone's hearts rise to their throats in an instant.

"Boat, captain, it won't, it won't be haunted, right?"

The timid crew members hid behind the bearded captain, staring at the doorway where he dared not move and shivered.

The captain has also been under a lot of pressure these two days. He has no problem with his physical fitness after sailing for many years, mainly because of the heavy psychological pressure.

Lu Muchen's various strange behaviors after boarding the ship prevented him from raising his guard to an unprecedented height, but hauntings are...he is just a captain, and he really didn't learn Taoism from Lin Zhengying, this is too embarrassing for him!

However, all the people in the boat were staring at him, and their spine was forced to straighten up. The captain also bravely walked towards the door, and just stretched out his head, he saw Lu Muchen standing on the railing with his back facing him.

That tall and straight figure was admired by thousands of people in the past, but at this moment, facing the deep night sea, his whole body seemed to be melted into the thick ink, as if he would go away with the wind at any time in the sea breeze.

"Oh my god, I was scared to death!"

The captain patted his heart furtively. It is not easy for him to get into this position at such a young age. Can't help but be so intimidating?
However, he only dared to complain in a low voice, and he absolutely didn't dare to let Lu Muchen hear him, and he didn't dare to offend Young Master Lu who had been acting abnormally for the past two days. The captain had to walk over cautiously to show his concern as a subordinate.

"Young Master Lu, it's so late, haven't you rested yet?"

The subtext of the captain here is as follows—it is so late at night, you old man, don’t go to bed early, why come here to pretend to be a horror at sea?

The entire storm-1227 cruise ship is yours, and all the staff on board are also paid by you to handle affairs. !
"Return."

Lu Muchen's deep voice was a bit ethereal, mixed with the howling sea wind, the captain mistakenly thought that he had auditory hallucinations.

"What did you say? Return?"

No wonder the captain couldn't believe it. He had already planned to return to the voyage.

It's okay to jump out suddenly and take a boat with people to drift on the sea for two days and two nights. After all, Young Master Lu held parties to entertain friends and often sailed far away.

But the problem is this time it's different.

It's fine if Lu Muchen is alone on the boat, wandering around the sea like a ghost ship without purpose, and there are a bunch of yachts, cruise ships, and ships from the maritime security department behind his butt that dare not approach, let the captain Shengsheng felt like walking a dog, which was a very unpleasant kind.

What's more, Shen Yelin, the young master of the Lu family, personally called and ordered to return. The captain was caught in the middle and it was really a dilemma. If Lu Muchen didn't speak, how could he dare? !

In the past two days, he asked and probed openly and secretly, and the captain hinted that Lu Muchen had returned to the voyage no less than a hundred times, but which time was it that he was dismissed by cold eyes when he started talking?

So at this moment, when Lu Muchen took the initiative to say the word 'return', no wonder the captain felt like he was returning to the past. It was either an auditory hallucination, or some god passing by heard his prayer.

"Yes, return, return immediately!"

Lu Muchen, who turned around suddenly, had a pair of eyes that were as red as a sudden poison, filled with strong hatred, wrapped in a strong sea breeze, which caused the captain to fight a cold war.

"Yes, return immediately!"

The captain stood straight and raised his hand to salute. The aura like a king made him feel cold. After responding to the answer, he ran away, rushed back to the command room and started to turn the cruise ship around. Hu Xiao, he only had one thought, to return to the West Sea Wharf as soon as possible and send this Bodhisattva away.

There are many people who are as surprised as the captain, including the bodyguards who have had enough crimes these two days.

The heroic and mighty appearance on the shore has long since disappeared. The group of dereliction of duty bodyguards are paralyzed in the cabin at this moment, staring dumbfoundedly at the storm-1227 that suddenly turned around and accelerated ahead, with their mouths wide open, unable to react at all. up.

"Is...are you planning to go back?"

A bodyguard who finally found his voice asked dryly, but no one could answer his question.

In two days, after seeing Lu Muchen's weirdness, all the bodyguards have only one sense for him at the moment, that is, he is not only the boss, but also an uncertain ancestor...

"Go back, just go back!"

A bodyguard lying on the side of the ship laughed. He was very seasick and missed the feeling of being down-to-earth. He was so happy to see the cruise ship in front of him heading back.

"vomit--"

It's a pity that they couldn't be happy for a while, because to catch up with Lu Muchen's cruise ship, their boats had to speed up too.

The speedboat speeding up in the pitch-black sea in the dark night was much more turbulent than before. All the bodyguards, who were already seasick, stuck their heads out of the cabin one after another. Apart from the howling of the sea wind, what surrounded their ears was vomiting one after another. Voice.

The words were divided into two parts. Early this morning, the Fu family of the four major families in Jincheng received a greeting card.

"Who sent it?" Mr. Fu had a solemn face, sitting in the lobby of the ancient building, his frown was full of the old-fashioned look of an old pedant from the last century.

The housekeeper at home did not dare to answer casually, but bent down and handed over the greeting card respectfully with both hands.

Mr. Fu frowned, took the greeting card and opened it casually, glanced at it, and with just one glance, he saw clearly the signature at the bottom - 'Fu Yu, Qin Fusheng and his wife, Yours sincerely'.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" The old lady sitting beside Mr. Fu noticed the change in Mr. Fu's face, not only the hands holding the greeting card trembled, but even his eye sockets became moist, and hurried over Hold the old man's arm steady.

"Who's greeting post deserves your excitement? Forgot what the doctor told you, do you want to keep your emotions stable?"

The old lady complained and cast a sideways glance at the old butler who was standing beside her, who dared not make a sound, and then looked at the old man who still hadn't recovered from his senses for a long time, his eyes seemed to be nailed to the invitation card, and he even answered his own question , couldn't help being curious about the greeting post, reached out and read it.

There were general remarks in front of the invitation, mostly polite words, and the intention of visiting by name, the old lady didn't think there was anything unusual.

Just as she was about to throw the greeting card on the table, her eyes fell on the signature at the end. The calm and dignified old lady reacted worse than Mr. Fu, and she almost fainted with a direct exclamation.