Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Jiang Fuxi boarded the ship at Hongmufeng Port. The ship traveled less than one kilometer and encountered huge wind and waves.

In the sound of wind and waves, she heard gunshots.

Afterwards, a group of people kicked the door of the cruise ship restaurant. They had guns in their hands and broke in: "Hold your head with your hands, and all squat down!"

There are more than a dozen men of all skin tones, with oil paint on their faces and cocked hats.

Is a pirate.

Gui's panic: "Fu Xi——"

Jiang Fuxi pressed his finger on his lips: "Hush!"

She wrapped her face in a scarf, squatted down, hugged her head, and Gui did the same.

There were many boat passengers in the restaurant, no one dared to resist, one by one shrank and shivered in the corner.

Mahogany Wind is surrounded by the sea on three sides and is an important shipping hub for Pullman. This place is chaotic, and at the junction of several countries, jurisdiction is not in place and pirates are rampant.

The leader of this group is an aboriginal black named Harris, with only four fingers in his right hand and a gun in his left hand: "Take out all the valuable things on your body."

After the passenger put the cash and jewelry on the board, he told his brothers: "Search one by one."

There were children on the boat, crying loudly. The pirates were impatient and cursed a few words in English. The child's mother immediately covered his mouth.

There were also beautiful female boat passengers being dragged to the room.

When he arrived at Jiang Fuxi, the man pulled off the turban covering her face and fixed his eyes on her: "Oh, there is a little oriental beauty here."

The man's name is Carr. He has a scar behind his ear. He is in his forties and is of sturdy figure. He has a full face and beard. His rough hand pinched Jiang Fuxi's chin, and his gaze swept across her body.

Being close, Jiang Fuxi smelled the heavy body odor from the man. She pushed away the man's hand hard and spoke fluent English: "Remove your dirty hands."

The skin under the finger belly is smooth, tender and fair.

Carr rubbed his fingers, put it in front of his nose and sniffed: "What an ignorant beauty." He raised his hand and slapped it.

Jiang Fuxi's back hit the table, his face was slapped to one side, and his face instantly turned red.

"Fuxi!"

Gui immediately stood in front of her and roared, "What are you doing?"

Carr couldn't understand Chinese, so he dragged Gui to the side and threw it aside: "Go away, smelly old lady."

Gui's head hit the corner of the table and fainted.

Harris, who had just searched the guest room, heard the movement in the restaurant and yelled outside: "Carr! Hurry up, don't make trouble."

Carr replied, "Boss, there is a pretty girl here."

"Bring here and see."

Carr took his "prey" out: "Look at the boss, white and tender oriental woman."

The feminine Harris was immediately hooked by Jiang Fuxi. He swallowed a mouthful of water, rubbed his hands, and hugged the person over: "The waist is really thin." He wore leather gloves and was at Jiang Fuxi's waist. I squeezed it, laughed and said, "It's mine."

Carr was a little unwilling, but he didn't dare to resist. He cursed a few words in his heart, and said: "The leader, give us a taste then."

Harris stared at the woman in his hand, his eyes anxiously: "Wait until I get tired of it."

After he finished speaking, he dragged Jiang Fuxi to the room.

"Don't you want money?"

She speaks very pure English, and her tone is like a Western nobleman.

Harris froze for a moment.

She shook his hand and drew a black card from her handbag: "This card has a daily withdrawal limit of one million US dollars. The first five times are free."

Harris recognized that black card, and the number of copies issued worldwide is only fifty.

It's not easy for this woman to be in danger.

"Of course you need money." Harris took away the card, dragged her into his arms, with thick lips on her white neck. "People, I want too!"

Under her coat is a moon-white cheongsam with a graceful figure.

Even at this time, there was no panic on her face, she pushed away the man's hand, and straightened her coat: "Anyone who can apply for this card, do you dare to ask for it?"

She looked at Harris, contemptuously, aloof.

Harris was bluffed by her and hesitated for a moment.

At this time, the hull shook suddenly, and after a huge wave, there was a scream.

Harris immediately took out the gun from his waist: "What's the matter?"

The sound came from the bathroom.

As soon as Harris walked over, he heard the man’s menacing voice: "Which territory are you from?"

There are a few groups of pirates that frequent the mahogany wind.

The pirate who was kicked on the ground got up and immediately called for help to Harris who was coming: "Boss!"

"Are you their boss?"

A pair of sharp eagle eyes swept over, and Harris was shocked and panicked immediately: "To, To Lord."

In this sentence, he shouted bad Chinese.

No one would disregard Su Dingzhi if he was on the Pullman Road. No matter what country or skin color he was, he would call him "To the Lord" when he arrived at Pullman.

Su Dingzhi came out of the bathroom and immediately handed over a handkerchief. He wiped his hands: "I've seen you, right?"

Harris came out in sweat, nodded and bowed forward to apologize: "My Lord, I don't know how offensive you are on the boat, please forgive me."

Su Dingzhi wore a straight Chinese tunic suit with white sideburns, and his expression was not angry or pretentious. He stretched out his hand, and the man in a black suit behind him immediately handed a gun.

The pirate who was kicked to the ground begged for mercy profusely: "Forgive me, I—"

"boom!"

Blood splattered all over the wall.

Su Dingzhi threw the gun to his men: "Clean up the place before leaving."

Harris suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, to the Lord."

At this moment, the gun shot suddenly, three times in succession.

Su Dingzhi's face sank: "Where is the gunshot?"

After being quiet for a while, a voice came from outside, um, it was shouted with a loudspeaker: "Su Dingzhi, come out, spare you not to die."

In this tone, it was the **** he gave birth to.