Didn't Want to Be a Calabash Brother

Seeing his old friend's hands still trembling—whether from anger or nervousness, he could not tell—Old Xu asked seriously,

"Tell me how I can help."

"This concerns Xiao Min, after all. I don't want to make a big fuss. Isn't your Xu Hang out in the Pacific Ocean? Can you have that boy of yours make a trip over there?"

Old Xu frowned and remained silent.

It was not that he did not want to do his old friend this favor. If Xu Hang had been carrying out a mission and had weapons on hand, he would have contacted Xu Hang without hesitation.

But this time, Xu Hang had gone out entirely on personal business. Not only did he have no weapons, he did not even have a bulletproof vest.

Besides, they still did not know how strong the enemy's firepower was or how many people they had. Sending him there rashly like this—it was impossible not to worry.

But if he really contacted Xu Hang, would he not be clearly sending Xu Hang to his death?

He did not believe that pirates bold enough to storm straight into the Hawaiian Islands and abduct a group of researchers would be easy to deal with.

Just as Old Xu was still hesitating, Old Zhao suddenly spoke.

"I know what you're worried about. This time, the Xu Family can consider me indebted to you.

I never expected Xu Hang to rescue them immediately. He only needs to help me gather some preliminary intelligence.

I'll immediately arrange personnel to head over there, and they'll get there as soon as possible. Besides, I know that fishing boat Xu Hang went out with isn't ordinary.

Not to mention the relationship between its owner and your family, the crew aboard that boat were all formerly part of