I'm just acting like a pervert, I'm actually a good prisoner

The sound of red wine sliding down the throat became inexplicably louder.

With just one sentence, the originally leisurely and peaceful atmosphere in the room changed immediately.

"What?"

John seemed to want to pretend that he had never heard of this name. His blue eyes blinked frequently, and the cup in his hand was also put back on the table.

Seeing him pretending to be stupid, Xie Qi chuckled and looked at his clenched hands and said, "Don't be so nervous, I'm just guessing. I occasionally heard about the existence of this church when I was working before, and I was a little curious. I heard that many stars in Hollywood are members of this church, so I wondered if you are one too."

"Ah, so that's it."

John seemed to believe Xie Qi's statement, so he shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands to him and said, "You know, I'm just a little assistant next to the host. Even if there are people from that church in Hollywood, they can't be interested in me, right?"

He was sincere, and there was a little regret that his status was too low and he was not qualified to be preached.

"That's such a pity."

Xie Qi muttered, "I was thinking about whether I could join that church. I heard that the church would help members solve their life problems after joining."

After saying that, he continued to pick up the ball and rolled it back and forth in his palm.

John's attention had been attracted by the words just now. He didn't expect that the little dealer in front of him would want to join the church.

Although the other party's status was too low and he didn't have much money.

He slowly scanned Xie Qi's whole body and his tongue tip passed over his lips.

"It seems that you have some problems in your life. Do you need my help?"

In fact, there is no need to ask more. People who can come to the cruise ship to work are all here to make money. There are few people who have no worries in life.

Many people are responsible for the food rations of their families. Staying on the cruise ship for a month can be equivalent to the salary of working outside for half a year, which makes them flock to it.

In John's eyes, this little dealer is also such a person. He only needs to be tempted with money. He can do anything he wants.

The other party's idea seemed very naive to him. Although the church hoped to develop more members, it was aimed at the powerful people, and only these people could extract value from them.

The value of this person in front of him was only this face. He didn't even have the money to buy the basic courses after joining the church. How could the church help him solve his problems like a charity?

But now was not the time to talk about this. Seeing that Xie Qi didn't respond to the olive branch he handed over, John felt that he was playing hard to get. When he was about to continue asking, Xie Qi stretched out a hand again and put it in front of him.

"Okay, let's continue the game. This time, guess whether it is an even number or an odd number?"

John was stunned. He didn't expect Xie Qi to still play this childish game, but thinking that this might be a trick of the other party, he generously continued to play with him.

The balls in the two rounds just now were odd numbers, so he casually said an even number.

Hearing his answer, Xie Qi smiled as expected, and before John had any doubts, he showed the balls in his hand.

Three, it's an odd number.

John shrugged regretfully and asked Xie Qi, "What other questions do you want to ask? Go ahead. I know you are very curious about me."

He winked at Xie Qi as he spoke.

"Well, you asked me to ask this."

Xie Qi took his hand back, smiled and stared at the glass ball in his hand, lowered his head and asked casually:

"What is the missing product you just called?"

"..."

The cup that John had picked up again touched his fingertips and made a dull sound.

Sure enough, he still heard it just now.

John didn't know why this little dealer was so curious. Could it be that the other party was sent by some force to get information?

Thinking of a series of things since he met him, John suddenly realized that Xie Qi didn't behave like an ordinary person from the beginning.

Whether it was the humbleness when facing the guests in the restaurant, or the professional hosting of the beast fighting competition, this person would not be the ignorant little white rabbit he thought.

Then accepting his invitation to come to his room could not be just a whim.

"Who are you? What's your purpose?"

John asked in a difficult tone, his eyes fixed on Xie Qi who was still tossing the ball.

Xie Qi didn't say anything after asking that question, as if he just said it casually. He raised his head when he heard John's question.

The face that had been smiling suddenly lost its expression, and his eyes were cold and indifferent. At first glance, he looked like a lifeless doll.

His rosy lips opened slightly, moving his facial muscles, which made him more popular.

"Since I won, you have to answer my questions instead of asking me. This is the rule."

"Rules? Bullshit rules!"

John suddenly made a dirty sound that was completely inconsistent with his appearance.After saying this, he threw the wine glass in his hand, and the wine and fragments instantly spilled all over the carpet.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

John had already determined that Xie Qi was sent by the hostile forces to deal with him, and he was about to pull out his pistol and point it at him.

But all his actions had been anticipated by Xie Qi.

Since the beginning of following him, Xie Qi had carefully observed him from head to toe from behind.

The only places where things could be hidden were the chest and sleeves and the waist pockets.

And when John walked, the bulge faintly outlined by his suit jacket could also make people realize that there was something there.

Now both sides were exhausted, but John was not strong, and the action of pulling out the gun seemed to have been specially trained, and his speed was faster than that of ordinary people, but he could not compare with Xie Qi, whose physical fitness had been improved by the system.

In just a moment of distraction, John found that the weight in his hand was wrong.

A Beretta M9 pistol weighing more than two kilograms was now held in Xie Qi's hand.

The pistol in his hand was originally made in Italy, and the magazine can hold 15 bullets. Xie Qi weighed it when he got it and confirmed that there were at least five bullets in it.

Since he became an adult at the age of 18, although he could not buy a pistol openly, Xie Qi occasionally touched a gun in a shooting parlor or the underground black market.

And perhaps it was his natural sensitivity. As soon as he got started, he quickly surpassed many veterans in shooting accuracy.

Under John's nervous gaze, Xie Qi smiled and opened the safety.

"Hey, young man, relax a little, you don't want to shoot on this cruise ship, do you?"

A drop of sweat slid down his cheek. Just from Xie Qi's gun holding posture, the other party was not a novice who had never used a gun.

His life was now in the hands of the other party. John could only pray that Xie Qi's purpose this time was not to kill him.

Hearing John's trembling voice, Xie Qi's expressionless face was covered with a smile again, and he repeated the sentence just now:

"You are the one who should answer my questions, not you asking me. This is the rule, isn't it?"