Chapter 890: Escape

"Old Zhao, come with me." The monk started the follow-up arrangements when he was forced to stop by the Japanese ship on the Industrial No. 2000 nautical miles from the Sea of ​​Japan.
Choose a passage with few people to take him to the bottom, try to reduce the number of people seen, and the monk asked him to put on the clothes of the bottom deck worker.
"This is your badge, come here." Pulling Lao Zhao to the machine, the monk looked at his neat hair and clean face.
Without a word, he reached out and touched the machine a few times, and then began to make up for him.
His greasy hair, black paint face, and imported glasses on the bridge of his nose were also taken away by him, and replaced with cheap large-frame glasses.
"Your name is Zhao Si, you live in Chinatown in Los Angeles, and you have a 76-year-old mother at home. Your father's name is Zhao Zhaosan. He died many years ago. Your mother's name is..."
The monk took him to the power cabin while repeating the information about'Zhao Si' repeatedly.
This person really exists, and is somewhat similar to the old Zhao Chang, except that he is not on this ship.
Now, he should be spending his money in a casino in Vegas, unable to extricate himself from his addiction to wine?
"Remember?" The monk asked him seriously as he entered the power cabin.
"Well, no problem, my memory is not bad." Old Zhao pretended to smile easily.
"That's good." Taking him into the power cabin, the monk immediately turned into an invisible man and disappeared into the intricate passage.
In the blink of an eye, Lao Zhao couldn't find his trace, and he was in a state of panic.
Fortunately, most of the people working here are Chinese, and the foreman shouted cursedly: "Zhao Si, where did your special lady go, and I still don't want to leave Lao Tzu to work."
"Ah~~" Facing the fierce gaze of the other party, the old Zhao responded that he was Zhao Si, and nodded quickly: "Yes, I will go now, go now."
"Here, lower the pressure, the boiler is ready to seal, special lady... how did this little devil find us?" The foreman turned away cursingly.
"Zhao Si, where did your boy go these days? Just listening to the foreman saying you are there, I just didn't see you."
As soon as the foreman left, someone came to speak with him, and it seemed that he should be familiar with Zhao Si before.
"...Meet a fellow...a rich man, please let me go and play for a few days." Lao Zhao was a little stumbling when he began to speak, and soon became very responsive.
The reason why smart people are smart people means they are different.
Although Zhao did not personally work on the job at hand, the principle is still clear. Looking at other people's movements, it quickly became handy.
He was busy and busy, and someone touched him suddenly, "The little devil is here."
Old Zhao turned his head and looked familiar.
Take a closer look, ‘this, isn’t this a monk? ’
The monk standing in front of his eyes has changed greatly, with a mustache and a mole on his face. The previously lean face is full of smiles, and looks like a fool.
"Wang Shitou." the monk grinned silly.
"Zhao...Zhao Si." Being so engaged, the tension in Old Zhao's heart was gone.
"You, all of you are together, the sir has something to say." The little devil came down, followed by a dogleg.
Seeing the other party bow and kneel in front of the little devil, and flaunting in front of them, they wanted to punch him to death.
Seeing that no one understood, the other party shouted again, and withdrew the gun from his belt, threatening with a high voice: "Do you all want to eat a gun?"
The monk...No, it is the king stone.
Wang Shitou vaguely glanced around, and everyone began to join in the middle.
But behind the little devil can't see, more than a dozen people quickly disappeared in the complex space.
Fight, they are not afraid.
The key problem is that the ships outside, if the other party fires hard, they can't help but have three heads and six arms.
Knowing that everyone had joined here, the adjutant next to the little devil took out a picture and walked to the team to start a comparison.
Seeing this scene, the monk's heart was raised.
‘The other party is really prepared, but I don’t know if he will recognize Old Zhao. Is he looking for him? ’
Before these questions are uncertain, he does not intend to start first, but he is also ready to start.
Now, he can only hope that the brothers outside move faster, and don't really get to the moment when the dead net is broken.
The sea here is so vast that the ship is really sinking, and everyone on the ship can't live.
"You, name." Someone was asked to ask for the name, but it was not Lao Zhao.
"Wang Shan." said the slightly thin man, holding his chest.
"You, name." The other party said nothing, and directly ordered another person.
"Fang Wu." A nonchalant voice sounded.
"you..."
"you..."
Soon, seven or eight people were spotted, and they couldn't see what the little devil was doing.
Soon, the other party came to Lao Zhao and pointed at him and asked, "You, name."
"Zhao Si." Old Zhao also wanted to learn like everyone else, shrugging his arms and answering with straight chest.
However, his book-breathing spirit couldn't express the roughness and strength of the workers at all.
Seeing the little devil adjutant stopped, the monk knew it was going to happen. Without any hesitation, he pulled out a pistol from behind and shouted, "Close the door."
boom……
The previously calm powerhouse ~EbookFREE.me~ immediately became a chaotic battlefield.
But the war is coming fast and going fast.
More directly, this is like a one-sided massacre.
The little devil had no idea that behind the machines and pipes around them, there was an ambush of a group of trained professional guards armed with Thomson light machine guns.
"Turn the machine on, let the steam out again, make some noise..." Replace the gun with a bullet and plug it in the back, and the monk instructed his men to clean up the body.
"What should I do now?" Old Zhao just entered the role, and the play could not continue.
"Wait." The monk looked at him calmly, without any fear in his eyes.
In fact, he is not sure whether his brothers can succeed, but now they can only choose to believe.
If he made a mistake, he was ready to make a man holding a grenade and rushed to the other ship to die with the little devil.
Then use the rescue boat to send the old Zhao away, as to what to do afterwards, that is a question that should be thought about later.
boom!
While the monk sat calmly in the passage with his eyes closed, the whole hull swayed slightly.
Then there was another loud bang, a rapid footstep on the deck above, accompanied by gunfire.
"Start the engine, start the engine, let's leave here..." There was an excited cry from the phone, and the power cabin was immediately busy with wind.
"What happened?" Lao Zhao asked in a daze.
"If they are right, they should have succeeded." The monk's expression did not have much joy.
Because he knew that this must be accompanied by sacrifice, and only hoped that they would not bleed too much.
"Open the hatch and increase my motivation. We are going home." The monk took off his undershirt and waved it around his hands like a flag.