He hung up the phone.
Maruyama Ken stared at the salvage ship silently moored in the distance.
His heart remained restless for a long time.
This was by no means just a salvage ship.
It was more like a giant beast lying on the surface of the sea, which you might think harmless and easily bullied, but it possessed the ability to devour people. Anyone who underestimated it had to pay a price.
For example.
The increasingly distant glimmer of fire.
"Father, what did they say on the other side?" Maruyama Miyuki became extremely curious about the ship in the distance.
Maruyama Ken narrowed his eyes and said, "It will escort us to New York; the total fee for this escort and weapon consumption is five million dollars, plus a gratuity."
"That's not too expensive," Maruyama Miyuki had little concept of money.
"Mm, Ryota, get ready to head back to New York," Maruyama Ken ordered the captain beside him.
"Yes."
After the captain left.
"Father, are there survivors over there?"
