Chapter 46 What's the Use of Being Able to Fight
The more the gunmen ran, the more they felt wrong.
Their own side is almost tired and spitting blood, but the kid in front of them is still running wildly with his long legs.
Finally, the first gunman stopped, propping up his knees and panting. More than ten seconds later, all the gunmen stopped chasing, and began to look for a walking tool in place.
But this is a sea platform, the platform bearing weight is limited, general cars are not allowed to drive up.
A few gunmen combined and temporarily pulled a few ... children s bicycles from a nearby container.
Other gunmen face black, have wanted to shoot these guys first. And find children s bicycles these few people, the heart also has bitter words.
Goods like bicycles and motorbikes have extremely low profit margins. Generally will not get to the sea platform trading.
Find these children's bicycles, in fact, or a group of Mexican drug dealers used to hide marijuana.
The iron pipes used to build the bikes are all hollow. When the time comes to remove the seat, the marijuana is stuffed inside, seamless.
Li Si ran for a while and found that no one was chasing.
He looked back and saw a group of burly men struggling to catch up with him, pedalling fancy children's bikes.
Li Si was puzzled. Are they trying to get me to laugh my arse off and run?
Reaching down, he grabbed the hose and flipped over again to climb onto the roof, where Li Si hid behind the chimney.
Waiting for the gunmen to approach on their bikes, he pulled the trigger and fired a few cold shots.
There were no screams coming from them, so they probably missed.
Without looking, Li Si jumped down from the eaves of the house, the outline of the harbour close at hand.
The gunmen were completely oblivious to the fact that he had been leading them in circles with the aim of finding the ship Narwhal had left for him.
The gunshots scared off their pursuers, buying Li Si a few seconds of free time.
There was only one yacht moored in the harbour at the moment.
Li Si agilely boarded the boat, but couldn't find the keys to the yacht.
Did he get on the wrong one?
A little unnerved, Li Si probed again and realised that the gunmen had at most a minute to find themselves.
He catapulted back, and all of a sudden the wind was rushing. Li Si pulled back menacingly, and a whiplash smashed the yacht seat to pieces.
The Thai, Chachai, closed his legs with a sneer.
Surprisingly, he had been hiding on the boat, quietly waiting for Li Si to take the bait.
Only to see Chachai rubbing his fists and opening his mouth to utter a raw Han language, "I knew, I knew. You, come, here."
Li Si's gaze was grave, "You want to kill me?"
Chachai laughed, "Stupid, question. I'm going to, use, these fists ..."
Before he could finish, Li Si pulled out his shotgun and thumped the other man twice in the chest.
Confusion filled Li Si's eyes, "What are you mad about if you don't even have a gun?"
Chachai's mouth was quickly filled with blood, he touched his chest and revealed a miserable smile before flopping down on the boat.
Li Si squatted down and quickly found a key from Chachai's pocket.
The key was inserted into the lock eye and the yacht started.
The dull sound of the engine attracted the attention of the gunmen, but they were too late, and could only look at the distant Li Si and discharge their blanks.
Driving some distance away, Li Si confirmed that he was safe.
He then set the yacht on autopilot and began to dispose of Chachai's body.
However, just as he stood up, Li Si saw a shocking scene.
The gunmen were assembling something or other on the shore, and the muzzle of the thing was already formed, facing his direction.
"..."
Li Si tsked in displeasure.
There had been a change of plans, and he strained the body of Chachai up onto his back and carefully placed it in the driver's seat. No sooner had he done this than he heard a piercing shrill.
Boom!
The column of water mixed with fire light shot up into the sky, more than ten metres high.
The third master on the shore put down his binoculars, threw them into Chu Ge's arms, and walked away in silence.
Chu Ge bowed deeply at the back: ''Thank you, Third Master! Without this bazooka of yours, something would have really happened this time. Our boss would like to invite you for a drink to express his gratitude."
"An invitation?"
Third Master stopped in his tracks. This was the first time he had spoken since meeting Chu Ge, and his voice was slurred.
If one looked closely, one could notice that there was only half a tongue in Master San's mouth.
"Heh, Chen Si'er stirred up his own basket and I solved it. He has the face to let me go after him, hehehe..."
Chu Ge tightly closed his mouth, his face was pale.
...
Li Si poked his head out from under the water wearing a whistle, making sure the shore was clear.
Chachai's body was tilted to one side, already burnt to a charred piece.
Thanks to him, he had taken it upon himself to sneak aboard and provide a body. Otherwise Li Si would have had to go through a lot more effort to fool Master San.
He paddled hard through the water twice and climbed onto a piece of driftwood. The backpack was still with him, it was just a shame that the shotgun was in the water and unusable.
Li Si lay on his back on the driftwood and took stock of his belongings.
Two energy bars, a small pile of chocolate. Ten heating rods that would last almost fifteen hours.
And the satellite phone, of course, but it was also waterlogged.
With these things, he could float on the sea until midnight.
And Li Si had calculated that the marine police would have to come and only appear from the direction he was now drifting.
If expected correctly, he would be rescued in three hours at most.
Thinking about these things, Li Si's tense body finally slowly relaxed.
Changing into a comfortable position on the driftwood, he clicked and nibbled on an energy bar.
The sea was cold and soaked his feet. Li Si let out a big yawn, tempted to just sleep.
Luckily, reason curbed the drowsiness raw.
After floating for about an hour, Li Si already had his eyelids fighting. And just then, he suddenly heard a miserable cry for help.
Help!"
"Someone save us!"
What was being said was also in Korean.
Li Si froze.
Such a coincidence? You ran into other people who fell into the water? So I'm not the only one who's unlucky.
He reversed his direction and swam towards the source of the sound for a while, and a strange sight appeared in front of him.
A boat rested intact at sea level, while dozens of men, women, and children were crying for help in the water.
There were also a dozen cameras on deck, aimed straight at the fallen.
Oh. Li Si saw it.
This was a filming.
Having blundered onto someone else's set, Li Si hesitated.
He hadn't decided whether to call for help or leave when he heard a splash and a man jumped off the boat and landed right next to him.
Water splashed all over Li Si.
He wiped his face and before he could say anything, the angry curses from the boat had already sounded before him.
"Saihachi! What's with that groupie? Who told him to park in that spot!"
Li Si turned his head to look and found that the one who jumped into the water was a woman. A pair of faraway eyebrows, bare and delicate skin, and wet black hair resting on her shoulders.
Wearing only a white swimming costume, the woman looked at Li Si with a blank expression.
The boat roared louder, as if telling the other groupies to pull Li Si away.
Li Si just ignored it.
Looking at the woman, he suddenly recognised who the other person was.
Song Ji Qiao.
I couldn't imagine running into her in this way.