Confrontation in the abyss

On the high seas, an Interpol speedboat surrounded a cruise ship.

The speedboat passed around the cruise ship, setting off white waves, and many tourists leaned against the railings to discuss what happened.

"Boss, we have successfully surrounded the 'Silver Lady'." Gene called his captain towards the communicator.

Not far away, a speedboat came through the waves, and on the bow was an Asian young man in a camouflage uniform with a thick body armor and sunglasses on his face.The sea breeze lifted his hair, his expression was obviously rigorous and self-disciplined, but he showed a bit of wild and unruly demeanor.

"Board the ship and search for the target warehouse." The young man ordered coldly.

"Boss, those goods belong to Anson Lorenzo, are you sure you want to stop them?" Jones crossed his arms and said half-jokingly, even though he looked at the captain's expression seriously.

"It's best for these guys to get him into prison." Zhou Tzu raised the corners of his lips, "Don't you think Anson Lorenzo's appearance in prison uniform is very exciting?"

"Okay..." Jones shrugged and was the first to board the yacht.

Entering the luncheon on the cruise ship, the music continued, and the celebrities chatted with each other. When they saw the heavily armed Interpol entering the banquet hall, they first looked slightly surprised, then discussed in a low voice for a while. Keep chatting and dancing.

An Sen came to Zhou Chou and opened his arms to him, "Oh, honey, this is the first time I see you this month. Do you know how much I miss you?"

Zhou Choo pinned his arm with the gun in his hand, "Mr. Lorenzo, I have received news that you are using this cruise ship for illegal arms smuggling transactions, and now my people have gone to search the warehouse. I hope that before we get something, You can confess yourself."

Anson shook his head helplessly, "Honey, you have to say the same thing every time, don't you feel bored? Come on, let's dance together."

"If I find out that you really have illegal guns in your warehouse, I will send you to jail."

"What if not?" Anson said with an expression of how could I do these illegal activities.

"I'll smash your face." Zhou Choo felt cool all over his body.

Eva, who was obsessed with champagne, came slowly and said with a joke: "Anson, this is the 12th time you have played this trick this year. Take the cruise ship to the high seas where Zhou Choo is in charge, and then send a message that there are weapons in the warehouse Smuggling, and then Zhou Cho had to perform his duties to search. If you want to see Zhou Chou so much, you don’t have to bother with mobilizing troops. Look what the upper class is saying? Oh, Mr. Lorenzo is going to go to the high seas again with a cruise ship worth tens of billions You have provoked Captain Zhou Choi of the Interpol. You just send a helicopter team and tie Zhou Chou to your mansion."

"The problem is that if I do that he'll smash my face." Anson had a headache and pained expression.

"If you torment him like this, he will still smash your face." Eva embraced Zhou Chip's neck, "Come dance with me, I haven't had a dance partner in time for a long time."

"I'm on official business."

"Believe me, dancing with me is also part of your official duties. We can have a good talk about Anson Lorenzo's business."

The fiery tango music sounded, and Zhou Thou stopped Eva from sliding onto the dance floor. The passionate dance steps and whirling flips dazzled the people around.

"Oh, it's the first time I found out that the boss is so sexy." Gene sighed.

"Hey, didn't I ask you to search the warehouse?" Miles bumped Gene with his elbow.

"If there is anything to search for, it must be the same as the previous twelve times, with no results." Gene curled his lips lazily.

At this moment, Jones' voice rang through the communicator.

"Hey, tell me, what's in the warehouse this time? Bull beer? Or Chinese frozen dumplings?"

"It's Camels," Jones replied.

Gene raised his eyebrows, "Oh, so the boss likes camels, I thought it was Marlboro."

After the song was over, Zhou Cho took Eva back to the dance floor.

Jones came up from the warehouse with his men, and threw a pack of camels to Zhou Choo by the way, "Boss, it's all right, let's continue patrolling."

Zhou Cho turned and left the banquet hall.

"Hey, today is my birthday, can't you stay a little longer?" Anson's eyes were full of resentment.

"Your birthday?" Zhou Cho turned to face Ansen and retreated step by step, "Congratulations, you are one step closer to hell."

"Well, I still love you even in hell." Anson's affectionate words are more moving than the blue sea outside the cabin.

Zhou Cho left with a sneer, leaving only An Sen's lonely gaze.

The Interpol speedboat evacuated from the vicinity of the cruise ship within ten seconds.It was as if the commotion just now had never existed.

Anson sighed desolately while holding the red wine.Suddenly the phone in his pocket vibrated, and he took it out to take a look, a smile slowly flickered on his lips.

It was a text message from Zhou Cho, which was condensed in Zhou Cho's style. It would never exceed ten words, but Anson could always read it back and forth word by word: "Kiss you in hell."

The author has something to say: Scattering flowers, the official end~