Strongest Guard

The bodyguard who was killed would be thrown into the sea to be fed to the fish.    

Those who were still alive were all escorted by the gunmen to the bottom of the ship's storage cabin through the staff staircase. The moment the explosion-proof code iron door closed, they obediently stayed inside, hands constantly crossing themselves in prayer, God was able to show their souls and bring them out of this desperate situation.    

It was laughable that while the bodyguards outside were screaming and struggling, the rich people in the cabin didn't notice at all. They were still keen on their charity work.    

These hundreds of bodyguards were the most important forces in protecting the ship.    

After they were all captured, the entire cruise ship was like a beautiful woman who had been drugged. Her entire body was weak and sore, and she could only allow her enemies to recklessly take care of her.    

Although Lee Nanfang didn't really care about the lives of these people, but after seeing so much blood on the deck and hearing the miserable screams of his bodyguards, he looked back at Hamm and asked with a sad expression, "What is your biggest dream?"    

"My biggest dream?"    

Hamm was stunned for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders and leaned on the railing, looking at the black sea, he smiled and said, "My biggest dream right now is to tie you to a pillar, take a small knife, and use three days and three nights to make you a perfect skeleton."    

"This is not a dream. This is hatred. "    

Lee Nanfang also leaned on the railing, looked at the other side and lightly said: "My biggest dream is to be together with the woman I care about the most, happily eating and waiting for death."    

"Relying on your ability to burn Venus's casino and force Karawich to jump off the building to kill himself, eating and waiting for death is not even a dream for you."    

Hamm raised his hand and lifted up his hair that had been blown around by the sea breeze. Following his tone, he said, "My biggest dream is to become the richest woman in the world …"    

Bang!    

It sounded like a clap of thunder in Hamm's left ear. It was so loud that it almost broke her eardrums, making her see stars. She couldn't help but fly to the surface of the sea.    

She could not understand why there would be thunder on a winter night.    

He could not understand how she had flown over the fence into the sea after the thunder had sounded in her ears.    

All she knew was that if she fell into the sea at this time of year, she would soon be frozen solid and sink slowly into the darker, colder waters.    

Subconsciously, she let out a scream of despair, her arms and legs flailing wildly as she tried to grab onto something.    

Nothing.    

Her screams resounded through the entire sea.    

Just as she was about to fall into the sea, she felt a sudden pain on her right ankle. The speed at which she was falling stopped and even stopped like a pendulum. She swayed back and forth three meters below the deck.    

A rope wrapped around her right ankle.    

Just now, Hamm had seen this rope.    

This was a rope used to bind the life buoy. It should have been white, but now it was red because it had been soaked in the blood of the bodyguards.    

The other end of his body was in Lee Nanfang's hand.    

With the weight of the deck rail, Lee Nanfang only needed one hand to stop the 65-kilogram rope from sliding down. With one foot on the railing, Lee Nanfang leaned forward and looked down at her coldly.    

Slowly, Hamm understood.    

How was it thunder just now? Lee Nanfang had mercilessly slapped her and sent her flying. When she jumped over the fence and fell into the sea, he grabbed the rope and wrapped it around her right ankle.    

He hit her because she said that her biggest dream was to become the richest person in the world.    

Becoming the richest person in the world was Lee Nanfang's biggest dream.    

Only with money could he brazenly eat and wait for death.    

There was a huge difference between the meaning of eating and waiting for one to die when one had money and begging for food when one had no money.    

It's like farming.    

Farmers farm for survival.    

The rich cultivated in order to enjoy life.    

However, the way Lee Nanfang dreamed of becoming the richest man was definitely not through carnage.    

Although he would kill people in the process of becoming a rich person, he would not kill many innocent bodyguards in order to kidnap those rich people like Hamm did.    

This kind of people, who built their dreams on the foundation of not caring about other people's lives, was the kind that Lee Nanfang despised the most.    

No matter how many times he said it, he would never care about the life or death of anyone other than China.    

He felt that people like Hamm should be slapped into the sea to feed the fish.    

[I believe that after eating this kind of people with grand dreams, the fish would also have ideals, right?]    

Even in his dreams, he wanted to become a mermaid.    

However, when Hamm fell straight into the sea, Lee Nanfang thought of Min Rou.    

If he wanted to find Min Rou, Hamm would have to.    

Killing Hamm now would only indirectly harm Min Rou.    

Therefore, no matter how hateful this woman was, Lee Nanfang had to grab the rope full of blood before she fell into the water. After throwing it out, he accurately caught her right ankle.    

Hamm, who was in the lead, raised his head with all his might. He looked at Lee Nanfang, who had a cold look in his eyes, and shouted angrily and fearfully, "Scum, if you have the ability, let go of me. Let me die!"    

"Letting you die is not a big deal."    

Lee Nanfang smiled sinisterly and let go of Ye Zichen's hand.    

"Ah!    

The moment he let go of her hand, Hamm immediately went down in a straight line and chased after the sea, scaring her so much that she cried out miserably once again.    

Before she could finish her sentence, she felt another sharp pain from her right ankle. Her falling body had stopped.    

Lee Nanfang stepped on the rope with one foot. He looked down at her but didn't say anything.    

Hamm didn't say anything for the next ten seconds. He just took off the dress that covered his head and looked at him.    

Another ten seconds passed. Just as Lee Nanfang's left shoulder was about to sink, Hamm shouted, "Don't let go!"    

If a person wanted to lift his right foot, his left shoulder would sink. This was to maintain his balance.    

Hamm did not see from Lee Nanfang's cold eyes that he wanted to let go of his foot.    

He felt as if he was about to let go of his foot.    

When a person wanted to kill someone, their own aura would definitely change.    

Hamm felt Lee Nanfang's clear aura and knew that he had to kill her to seek justice for his wronged bodyguards. That was why he immediately screamed.    

Lee Nanfang didn't have any reaction, he just looked at her.    

Hamm knew that he was giving her one last chance to convince him not to kill her.    

She didn't dare to say that if you kill me, Min Rou won't live either.    

Because she could clearly feel that after Lee Nanfang had the intention to kill her, he no longer considered Min Rou's life.    

In other words, he was confident that he would be able to save Min Rou after killing her.    

She said, in a trembling voice, "Please, please, pull me up. "Sorry, sorry."    

Those innocent bodyguards who died tragically weren't Lee Nanfang's men, yet she told him that she was sorry.    

This proved that she was a smart woman.    

If Lee Nanfang could kill her for the sake of bodyguards he didn't know, then he might accept her apology.    

She wondered if her apology would work.    

She was gambling.    

It would be useful if he apologized to Lee Nanfang.    

If the bet was right, she could live.    

If she made a mistake, she would die.    

She was right.    

Lee Nanfang grabbed his body with both hands and waved his arm. The sixty-five kilograms of Hamm flew up from the deck like a scarecrow with a whoosh from five to six meters below the deck.    

Like a swordfish, it flew over the railing and landed heavily on the deck with a loud thud.    

Face down.    

He fell into a pool of fresh blood.    

She was in excruciating pain.    

His tall nose was crooked, but he did not dare to let out a scream or even move.    

After his butt was beaten into a purple eggplant by Lee Nanfang, Hamm thought that it was the most painful thing in the world.    

However, compared to the feeling of death, even if his butt was broken, it was still a piece of cake.    

When Lee Nanfang let go of the rope at any time and fell into the sea, she felt the despair and fear of those bodyguards before they died.    

"This is a real demon."    

After an unknown amount of time, the thought surfaced in Hamm's mind. Lee Nanfang grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up from the ground.    

"Why are you so careless?"    

Lee Nanfang lifted up her bright red evening dress and carefully wiped off the blood stains for her. Then, he pinched her nose and slightly twisted it.    

Listening to his complaints and his frown, Hamm almost believed that the reason why she almost fell into the ice-cold sea just now was because she was careless.    

She truly couldn't understand how Lee Nanfang could act like this.    

Seeing him constantly frowning and complaining, a never before felt fear arose from the bottom of Hamm's heart, making her unable to control her emotions. When tears suddenly gushed out, she also opened her mouth and started to wail, covering her face with her hands, abruptly shaking her body to get rid of those hands, and slowly kneeled on the deck.    

When women cry, they always ignore everything, including fear.    

If he was afraid, he would cry. This was a normal woman.    

Despite her subordinates killing so many bodyguards, she still maintained a calm attitude. It was not normal for her to say that she was a woman that was an important part of becoming the richest person in the world.    

Lee Nanfang didn't like it at all, dealing with abnormal women.    

On the other hand, he could accept Hamm crying on the deck.    

Leaning on the railing, Lee Nanfang lowered his head and lit a cigarette. He casually raised his head and looked towards the highest point of the cruise ship.    

The highest point of the cruise ship was, of course, the radar system's signal tower.    

The signal tower of Lord Fei's super cruise ship was 30 meters above the deck.    

A black shadow was sitting on the iron beam that was half the height of the signal tower.    

As long as it wasn't a sea, no matter how high it was, Yang Xiao could walk on it as if it was flat ground.    

He leisurely sat in the middle of the beam and casually pressed his hands on it. His feet that hung in the air swung back and forth, like a naughty kid sitting on the shore barefooted, kicking the water.    

He saw Hamm's more than 20 men with assault rifles on the scene. Not only were they unarmed, they were also bodyguards who had no idea what was going on.    

There were more than three bodyguards.    

Almost half of them were killed by the bullets.    

At least thirty or more bodyguards were forced to jump into the sea to avoid the bullets.    

In this season, the chances of surviving by oneself after jumping into the water were practically zero.    

Only about a hundred bodyguards were escorted down the deck by seven or eight gunmen.    

The others who were dead and unable to walk on their own were thrown into the sea by those people.    

In the meantime, the cruise ship was always moving in the direction of the outer seas at a constant speed.    

Yang Xiao, who was hiding in the shadow of the signal tower at that time, saw that a lot of huge objects were jumping out of the water from the stern of the boat, dragging the injured ones who were still struggling on the sea into the water.    

When he was at the China Seven Stars Association of Jinghua, he had once seen this kind of thing on television when he was learning to quickly familiarize himself with the modern world.    

Sharks.