No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Miss Qiao Er temporarily ordered Li Xing to prepare a lot of things to eat, drink and have fun on the cruise ship, but the security personnel did not bring more. The main reason was that they were afraid that the hosts would not have enough fun, so they did not mobilize troops.

But who would have expected that someone would intercept the ship on the high seas, let alone pirates.

The person who came to report had not finished speaking when a group of people in military uniforms rushed in, each holding a machine gun in their hands, and surrounded the four people playing mahjong.

Apparently, they're discounting today.

Fu Yanci, who doesn't know kung fu, Song Wensheng, who is half-assed, and a pregnant woman, even if Shao Rongqian has three heads and six arms, he can't defeat these soldiers with submachine guns.

It's just that I don't know the other party's identity.

The four of them looked at each other. Fu Yanci and Shao Rongqian were both calm and composed. Miss Qiao Er secretly fiddled with her phone. She could accurately send out distress messages without looking at the screen. Young Master Song was a little panicked. He didn't see him. After such a battle, my palms became a little sweaty.

"Who are you?" Shao Rongqian still sat on the chair and asked in English.

Those guys with big noses and blue eyes were all waiting in a tight formation. They all pointed their guns at the four people with bated breath and refused to say a word.

It was obvious that he was waiting for someone to come over.

Soon, a teasing voice came in, with a light and joking tone: "When did you know how to enjoy such a luxurious cruise ship..."

Before he finished speaking, the visitor was stunned. He obviously did not expect that the people surrounded by him would be Mr. Shao and the four of them. After looking at each other for a while, Zhou Zhao said in surprise: "Why is it you?"

The tense nerves of the four people relaxed, and it was Miss Qiao Er who spoke first: "It's my turn to ask you this, what are you..."

"Hey, arrest someone. He probably leaked the news and escaped again." Zhou Zhao waved his hands, looking indifferent, and gave a few instructions to one of the soldiers, and then those 'ferocious spirits' went out with a roar.

"Who are you arresting?" Miss Qiao Er was curious.

Mr. Shao and Fu Yanci looked at each other. The two seemed to have guessed something, but they tacitly understood it and did not ask any more questions.

Zhou Zhao waved his hand: "It's nothing, it's just a small matter. Speaking of which, why don't you call me when you go out to play? Do you not treat me as a friend?"

It was obvious that Zhou Zhao didn't want to say more about the purpose of his trip, and the fact that he had mobilized so many people just now showed that it was no small matter.

Miss Qiao Er was not blind. She saw Zhou Zhao's intention and didn't ask any more questions. She only replied jokingly: "Who knew you were in the port area? We all thought you were in the capital for the 'Light Clothes and Night Food'." How dare you disturb Mr. Zhou?"

"You're teasing me again." Zhou Zhao smiled and walked in while talking. He pulled up a chair not far away and sat next to Miss Qiao Er. He stared at her mahjong tiles carefully and muttered, " Yeah, good cards.”

"Not bad, right? If you hadn't made trouble, I might have gone crazy." Miss Qiao Er joked with Zhou Zhao.

Seeing that Miss Qiao Er was so familiar with Zhou Zhao, the other three people looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, and they didn't say much, but Mr. Shao's face didn't look very good.

"It's getting late, let's stop here today." Mr. Shao threw the mahjong tiles he was holding on the card table with a clang, then stood up and looked at Miss Qiao Er.

The meaning is already obvious.