After a storm of savage blows, Gao Zisheng was completely dazed.
He felt as though several of his bones had broken. His face burned, and his mouth was full of the taste of blood.
"Stop... stop hitting me!"
"Chen Mo, I was wrong... I really was!"
Gao Zisheng clutched his head and curled up on the deck, squealing like a pig being slaughtered.
"I won't do it again! I'll never threaten you with your sister again!"
"Please, spare me!"
There was not a trace of his earlier arrogance left. He looked every bit like a beaten stray.
"Our priority right now is to face the enemy together! Look behind us!"
"The Sea Dragon is about to ram us! It hasn't slowed down at all!"
At those words, Chen Mo abruptly stopped.
He raised his head and looked toward the steel behemoth bearing down on them like a mountain...
That destroyer had never intended to capture them!
It was coming to ram them and send them to the bottom!
"Shit!"
Chen Mo's heart sank. He could no longer spare the time to keep beating Gao Zisheng.
He darted into the captain's cabin, rummaged around, then yanked down a huge white tablecloth and rushed back out!
Holding his makeshift "white flag" high, he waved it desperately toward the Sea Dragon with every ounce of strength he had!
They surrendered!
They surrendered!
On the Sea Dragon's bridge.
A lookout was the first to spot the unusual activity aboard the yacht.
He immediately reported at the top of his voice, "Captain, the yacht ahead has raised a white flag! They're requesting surrender! Should we slow down and stop?"
Slow down?
Stop?
Fury blazed in Yue Xiaofei's chest once more!
"We can't stop!"
He roared, his eyes bloodshot!
"That bastard Gao Zisheng burned