Chapter 691: Two cultures

Chapter 691
On the pier, the wind was hunting and the group was already waiting. Seeing Luo Feng coming, Ding Haoli immediately greeted him, looking at Luo Feng's eyes with anxious and worried questioning, hesitating to say nothing.
"Fortunately, not insulting life." Luo Feng smiled slightly, "I just took him to the airport personally."
"Really?" Ding Haoli's eyes lit up, he blurted out excitedly, and then hurriedly explained, "Sorry, I didn't doubt what you meant, I just, just..."
"Mr. Ding, I understand you." Luo Feng smiled and waved his hand. "It's getting late, let's get on the boat."
Ding Haoli nodded hurriedly, and a group of dozens of people, all of Ding Haoli's absolute henchmen, boarded the boat.
Before boarding the ship, Luo Feng looked around subconsciously and shook his head secretly. Although Ding Haoli is known as the boss of the number one gang in Australia, compared to the world-class underground forces, he has many warriors and looks too tender. .
Luo Feng could easily detect that no less than ten forces were monitoring Ding Haoli, but from Ding Haoli's expression, he didn't notice it at all.
In this way, Ding Haoli's personal strength is not very good, but he is a puppet supported by the He family.
No wonder the He family can sacrifice him so easily.
Luo Feng remained silent. After boarding the ship, he made a pot of tea and savored it, waiting for the ship to sail out of the open sea.
"Do you know the identity of the other party?" Luo Feng asked Ding Haoli.
Although Ding Haoli was sitting opposite Luo Feng, the cup of tea in front of him was cold, and the sweat on his palms revealed his mood at the moment. Especially after he got on the ship, Luo Feng told him that so many forces had already focused on his ship.
There is bound to be a fierce battle in the high seas deal tonight.
"I don't know." Ding Haoli frowned and shook his head. "I only heard the Patriarch say that this is an international criminal group. They are very cruel and powerful."
Luo Feng nodded gently.
At about ten o'clock in the evening, a message came from the cabin.
"The ship is out on the high seas."
Ding Haoli stood up almost subconsciously.
Sailing on the high seas means that all laws are abolished. From this moment on, in this place, an iron fist is the rule.
It's a big fist.
Ding Haoli never dared to expect a smooth transaction on the high seas tonight.
"It's already less than ten minutes' journey from the position the Patriarch said." Ding Haoli said in a deep voice, with a tone of panic that couldn't be concealed.
However, ten minutes later, Ding Haoli's expression became even more somber.
The sea was so vast that no ships were found at all.
"It seems that Mr. Ding is indeed just a discarded chess piece." Luo Feng's eyes were cold, and as expected, the high seas transaction was nothing but a smoke bomb released by the He family.
In the vast sea, those who followed Ding Haoli over, if they find that this is just a plan to adjust the tiger away from the mountain, how can they let Ding Haoli go under anger?
"Turn around right away and leave here." Ding Haoli shouted, decisively giving orders.
But what Ding Haoli could not think of was that when the ship turned and drove for less than three minutes, a big ship appeared before.
"A ship was found ahead." The captain's voice sounded.
Ding Haoli walked to the window and took a look, frowning.
"Is this a trading ship?" Luo Feng asked.
"Wrong way." Ding Haoli looked vigilant and shook his head, "It's different from the previous appointment, and you see, the flag on this ship...is Country M!"
"Underground forces in Country M, white gloves?" Luo Feng blurted out.
Ding Haoli's face turned pale.
The Jiuxing Gang is known as the number one underground power in Australia, but compared to these international predators, it is not enough.
"Turn the bow immediately." Ding Haoli shouted vigorously.
"It's too late, there's another boat coming from behind."
"There are also directions forty-five degrees to the left."
One after another, the sound came down, and soon, the big ship Ding Haoli was on was already trapped.
"What to do?" The matter was over, Ding Haoli could only look at Luo Feng for help.
"Calm down." Luo Feng glanced around, "Don't rush to draw the gun, put the gun away. Since there are friends here, we should go out to meet them. Inform the captain and stop the boat where it is."
The ship stopped, Luo Feng took the lead out of the plank, the sea breeze was blowing rapidly, Luo Feng's body was straight and straight, his eyes fixed on the front.
The big ships around are getting closer...
Whoosh whoosh.
Ropes swung over with a hook.
Soon, many figures have appeared in front of Luo Feng.
They all wore white gloves.
The underground forces of country M.
"Good evening, gentlemen." A blond, white-skinned man with white gloves squinted. "My name is Joseph. I'm glad to see you here."
"Unexpectedly, the tracking ability of White Gloves is far higher than that of the other forces." Luo Feng responded to Joseph in fluent English, "You can't wait to take action before others come."
Joseph smiled.
"You Yanhuang have a saying that I like very much. Start first." Joseph said with a smile. "If you know each other, hand over the crown, then I can protect you from the high seas. Otherwise, the consequences will be conceited."
"It seems you know our Yanhuang culture quite well."
Luo Feng chuckled, and then said seriously, "However, I also like a sentence from your country."
"Oh?" Joseph looked at Luo Feng, "It seems that you have a good understanding of the culture of our country M?"
"Of course." Luo Feng smiled, "Knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to win every battle."
"That's really curious what that is." Joseph also laughed, seeming to have some sympathy with Luo Feng.
Luo Feng put away his smile, and answered seriously, "Fuckyou."
As soon as the words fell, the faces of everyone present became weird.
Especially Ding Haoli next to Luo Feng almost burst into laughter, but now the situation is so severe that Ding Haoli couldn't laugh at all. The stubborn look was really ugly.
"Asshole thing!" Joseph's eyes burst out with anger, and he stared at Luo Feng, "toast and not eat or drink fine wine."
"It seems that your understanding of our Yanhuang culture is really infiltrating." Luo Feng sighed and stretched his hands. "This shows the profoundness of Yanhuang culture, but you...I knew you couldn't, you can only continue Fuckyou."
Ding Haoli couldn't help but glanced at Luo Feng, your Ma Di looked helpless.
Comparing heart to heart, if Ding Haoli stood from Joseph's point of view, he would have long since thrown Luo Feng into the sea to feed the fish.
"Take him for me!" Sure enough, Joseph roared angrily, waved his hand fiercely, with a grim expression, "Don't kill him, leave a hundred marks on his body with a knife, and then throw it into the sea to feed the sharks. ."
A black line on Luo Feng’s forehead said,
It’s only Fuckyou that’s so special, and I’m going to throw me down to feed the sharks. I’m Fuckyourmather, Fuckyourfather, yeah, Fuck, your grandma’s." Luo Feng’s classmate was upset, as if he was still suffering. How wronged.