The brothers Yu Botao and Yu Zhengzhi were engrossed in watching when the signal source abruptly cut out.
They fiddled with the equipment for a long time, but couldn't reconnect to the live stream. Yu Botao lit a cigarette, his mood agitated. "They've probably started fighting already. There's not much we can do now except wait for the result."
Yu Zhengzhi was equally dejected.
However, both men believed Chen Jinzhao had no escape and could not possibly resist the combined forces of the Ross family, Ning Fei, and the Qianmen sect.
His demise at the bottom of the sea was a certainty.
"It's a pity I couldn't witness it firsthand. It subtracts a bit from the fun," Yu Zhengzhi remarked.
Yu Botao took a solitary sip of his drink. After putting down his cup, he said, "It's alright. As long as the final outcome is good, that's what matters. It's taken so long for someone to finally step up and deal with Chen Jinzhao; it truly hasn't been easy."
At that time.
Li Qiutao's signal source had also been severed, leaving him feeling inexplicably restless, despite his unwavering confidence in Chen Jinzhao.
"You had better not let him sustain any harm, or I will not let you go," a chilling glint flashed in Li Qiutao's hawk-like eyes. If anyone else were present, they would surely be intimidated by that gaze.
On the high seas, the night was vast and dark.
The cruise ship continued to roam nearby, like a colossal beast on the ocean.
The standoff on the deck persisted. Ning Fei, a mocking smile on his face, said, "Chen Jinzhao, you are dead. I will not let you leave here alive. You will forever slumber in these waters."
As his words fell.
More than a dozen gunmen suddenly raised their weapons, aiming at Chen Jinzhao on the makeshift ring.
Qian Deshui's men were not to be outdone, also raising their guns in response, filling the air with a thick smell of gunpowder.
A gunfight was imminent.
Ning Fei and Hong Xingwen stood up and strolled away from that deck, so as to avoid getting hurt in the ensuing gunfire.
Qian Deshui's brows furrowed. He roared, "You stop right there! No one is allowed to leave this deck without my permission, or I'll shoot you dead right now!"
Suddenly.
A red dot from a scope appeared on Qian Deshui's forehead. Guan Hong was greatly alarmed. "Big Brother, it's a sniper rifle! You're being targeted. I suspect it's someone from the Ross family."
Locked in the sights of a sniper rifle, Qian Deshui froze, unable to move.
"Damn it!"
"Why is the Ross family interfering? Aren't they afraid of public outrage?"
Hong Xingwen burst into laughter. "You're telling me you're a man in your forties or fifties, yet your words are so childish. The Ross family is obviously doing this for profit. It's your fault for not showing them any benefits. You guys have fun. After the gunfight, I'll come to collect your corpses. If I'm in a good mood, perhaps I'll bury you with Meng Xinran."
"Oh, right."
"That woman's scent is truly delightful. You're quite lucky."
Qian Deshui roared to the heavens, "Hong Xingwen, if I don't kill you, I'm no man!"
Ning Fei let out a sneer and, along with Hong Xingwen, left the deck before entering the ship's control room. From here, they could observe the entire scene, giving them the exhilarating feeling of being God.
"Director Ning, Chen Jinzhao really has no escape this time," Hong Xingwen said with a smile.
Ning Fei stared at Chen Jinzhao in the center of the screen. A microphone transmitted his words to the deck where the ring was located. He spoke to Chen Jinzhao, "Chen, how about you kneel down and kowtow a few times? Then I might consider letting you go."
Chen Jinzhao remained motionless.
In the eyes of the two men, Chen Jinzhao had resigned himself to his fate, completely devoid of the will to resist.
In reality.
Chen Jinzhao had been observing the snipers hidden in the shadows. He had accounted for all of them. The next phase was the hunt!
"Putting on a show, I want to see how long you can keep it up," Ning Fei said.
He was about to give the order for his men to act when.
Gunshots suddenly erupted from the deck. A hidden sniper's head exploded on the spot. Approximately 0.5 seconds later, another shot rang out, and another sniper met his demise.
The first shot was fired by Xiao Wu, who had already pinpointed the snipers' locations.
As for the second shot...
It was fired by Tao Qiyue. Knowing that a gunfight was now unavoidable, she decided to seize the initiative by firing first! Their shots, fired in quick succession, each claimed the life of a gunman.
Qian Deshui also dove to the ground instantly, saying to Guan Hong and the others behind him, "Attack!"
Bang bang bang!
Gunfire erupted, and the scene descended into chaos.
Tao Qiyue's chest heaved after firing her shot. She hadn't expected anyone else to come to Chen Jinzhao's aid. Without time to ponder, she took cover behind a chair and then shot out from the side!
On the ring.
The moment the gunshots began, Chen Jinzhao seized the opportunity. He raised his hand and fired three shots!
Each shot took a life.
By this point.
Five snipers had been killed.
After firing his shots, Chen Jinzhao leaped off the stage to find cover and continued to engage Hong Xingwen and the Ross family.
Instantly.
The entire deck transformed into a hellscape. Some spectators who were too slow to escape fell amidst the hail of bullets, their eyes wide with unfulfilled regrets. Tao Qiyue found two bloody corpses at her feet, her heart sinking. It seemed the enemy would stop at nothing to kill Chen Jinzhao. She had vastly underestimated the ruthlessness of Ning Fei and the Ross family!
"I can't be merciful anymore. I must fight my way to survival. In a lawless zone, survival is the only truth!" Tao Qiyue convinced herself and fired two more shots.
Although she hit her targets this time, she failed to kill them. Her arm trembled, preventing her from aiming for their heads.
Tao Qiyue sighed with regret.
Meanwhile.
Xiao Wu's gunshots continued, claiming two more lives.
Chen Jinzhao was even more formidable, his remarkably accurate marksmanship relentlessly taking down enemies. What was once a group of over twenty men was reduced to about ten.
Qian Deshui's side suffered heavy casualties. Even Qian Deshui himself took a bullet.
Fortunately, the shot did not hit his chest, or he would have followed Meng Xinran to the grave.
Guan Hong saw the blood pouring from Qian Deshui and called out softly, "Big Brother, how are you feeling?"
Qian Deshui's face was pale. He pressed on the wound on his thigh and gritted his teeth, "I'm fine. How many of our brothers are left?"
"Only five remain!" Guan Hong said heartbrokenly.
Qian Deshui closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them. "We'll fight them to the end. I will provide for the families of our fallen brothers, and those who are injured should retreat and not push themselves further. We seem to have help, and they are not weak!"
Guan Hong nodded.
The battle intensified, reaching its climax. Chen Jinzhao remained calm and collected, killing one person with each shot.
He was like a grim reaper wielding a scythe, descending upon the mortal world to claim lives.
The Hong Xingwen faction was terrified. From nearly thirty men at the beginning, they were reduced to three or four. Anyone would be frightened! While Qian Deshui's side suffered heavy losses, their main combatants remained alive.
Bang!
Another gunshot echoed.
Qian Deshui finally hit an enemy's forehead, successfully killing one.
His entire arm trembled. With some excitement, he lit himself a cigarette, took a few puffs of smoke, and then laughed heartily, "Haha, it seems my knife hasn't rusted yet. I can still fight!"
Xiao Wu took action, shooting the last man dead. The gunfight finally drew to a close.
Tao Qiyue felt a wave of relief. Her adrenaline levels subsided, making the scene before her feel unreal. She was a police officer; how could she be engaging in such a frenzied act in a lawless zone?
It all felt like a dream.