flstandardbreds Chapter 1059 I Will Find You
Chapter 1059 I Will Find You
The inky night sky, like a thick veil, completely concealed the evil on the sea.
The Sea Shark was engulfed in flames, its broken hull twisting and deforming in the firelight.
Thick black smoke billowed straight into the sky, then was torn into pieces by the sea breeze, scattering across the dark sea and blending into the night.
The firelight illuminated the sea, and the falling people thrashed and swelled in the water like boiling dumplings.
Even after falling into the sea, the three factions continued their fierce battle—
Police searchlights pierced the darkness, illuminating the figures struggling in the water. Someone raised a gun and fired at the fleeing person, the bullets hitting the water and creating ripples.
Andy Colles' remaining men attempted to escape by diving, but were relentlessly pursued by Andreas' mercenary group.
The dagger flashed coldly in the water, and occasionally a mist of blood spread across the surface.
Some people were already bloodthirsty, grabbing each other's arms and dragging them into the deep sea, even if it meant mutual destruction.
Life and death seemed to have become the least valuable things; everyone was fighting with all their might in the water.
They were either capturing their opponents or fighting to the death, their expressions ferocious and resolute, as if they had already disregarded life and death.
The waves crashed against the burning wreckage, making a sizzling sound.
Amidst the sounds of gunfire, shouts of battle, and screams, a frenzied and bloody struggle unfolded on the sea, which was stained red by fire.
Zheng Nanyan sat on a floating wooden plank, her high-brightness searchlight sweeping a beam of light across the sea.
She shouted, "Attention everyone! Those being rescued, move toward me! The lifeboats will arrive in five minutes. Stay calm, don't panic!"
Where the beam of light swept past, those who had fallen into the water swam toward her, some clinging to broken chairs.
Some people held the bodies of their loved ones, rising and falling in the waves, unable to let go.
Deng Zhouyi had cuts on his cheek and arm from an unknown object; the seawater stung the wounds.
He couldn't care less about what to do; he just kept paddling, his voice hoarse from shouting, "Brother! Teng Zijing! Where are you?!"
Tiger swam swiftly beside him, splashing water with its paws, its nose constantly sniffing the air.
Occasionally it would bark twice in a certain direction, then turn its head to continue searching, its tail slapping anxiously in the water.
Clutching a deflated lifebuoy, Ji Yang swam and cursed, yelling, "Master Jing! You bastard! Where have you been?!"
He choked on seawater, coughed, wiped his face, and gritted his teeth in anger, "Falling for you was the biggest mistake I ever made!"
"When I find you, I'll skin you alive!" Though his words were harsh, his eyes betrayed an undisguised panic.
Teng Zijing and Jiang Chengyu held their breath and swam to the door of the VIP room. The seawater had already submerged the hull, and the deformed door frame was squeezed tightly by the water pressure.
Each of them held a broken metal pipe and pried hard at the crack in the door. The pipes pressed painfully against their palms, and finally, with a crisp "crack," they pried open a gap.
The room was completely submerged. Chang Miaomiao and Chang Haihe were looking up, half of their bodies submerged in the water, and were breathing by clinging to the top of the wardrobe.
Two police officers grabbed chair legs and pounded on the door from the inside, splashing water everywhere.
Teng Zijing gave Jiang Chengyu an OK sign, and the two nodded and together pulled the door panel outwards.
With a bang, the door was swept away by the seawater. Teng Zijing nimbly dodged the impact and passed by the door.
Seawater surged into the room instantly, the force of which caused two police officers to lose their balance and slide deeper into the room.
Jiang Chengyu and Teng Zijing were also sucked into the room by the water. They quickly braced themselves against the wall to steady themselves.
Turning around, Jiang Chengyu and he swam towards the Chang father and daughter in perfect unison. One of them grabbed Chang Miaomiao, and the other grabbed Chang Haihe. Using the force of the current, they squeezed through the door frame.
The two police officers reacted quickly, chasing after them on all fours. The six of them struggled to swim through the sloping corridor, heading towards the light coming from the sea.
The moment their heads broke the surface, the salty, fishy air rushed into their lungs, and everyone couldn't help but gasp for breath, as if trying to expel all the stale air from their chests.
Chang Miaomiao leaned half her body against Teng Zijing's arm, her teeth still chattering, her voice trembling with tears:
"Thank you, Master Jing, for remembering to come back and save us at the last moment."
Teng Zijing could clearly feel her trembling, but his tone remained icy: "Speak less, save your energy." He looked up into the distance, "The lifeboat is here."
Chang Haihe wiped the water from his face, his old face full of gloom, and sneered:
"Teng Zijing, not killing you is the biggest regret of my life. As long as there is even the slightest chance, I will never let you stand in front of me and show off your power."
Teng Zijing didn't reply, but swam past him, leaving behind the words: "We'll talk when you survive."
As the lifeboat drew closer, the people on board blew whistles and shouted, "Get on board quickly! Don't panic!"
"Give me a hand! There are five people here!" Teng Zijing shouted.
The police officers and the Chang family father and daughter were pushed onto the boat first. Teng Zijing turned around and pulled Jiang Chengyu: "Where are you going? Hurry up and get on."
Jiang Chengyu waved his hand, his eyes searching anxiously on the sea: "Master Jing, you're injured. You need to get on the boat and leave first."
Don't forget to go back and rescue Gu Ze and Feng Tao; they're still in the hands of the Feng brothers!
He turned and left without hesitation, his tone filled with worry, "I'm going to find Xiao Ji. He can't swim, and he's with Chairman Feng. I'm worried about him."
Before he finished speaking, he had already turned around and swam towards the crowd, and was soon swallowed up by the undulating waves.
"Jiang Chengyu!" Teng Zijing called out, but only heard the sound of waves crashing.
He gazed at the surging darkness, then finally climbed onto the lifeboat, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the wound on his arm—
The chaos on the sea is far from over; everyone is struggling in their own direction.
This rescue and chase that spanned the night was clearly far from over.
Shuyazi clung tightly to the searchlight pole, the wooden pole charred black and still glowing with embers.
Looking at the floating wreckage and figures around him, he paced anxiously, the broken planks beneath his feet shaking violently: "What am I going to do? What am I going to do...?"
He glanced at the struggling police officer on his left, then at the two factions still fighting on his right, and clasped his hands together, chanting...
"Save this one? Or save that one? These are all human lives... What a sin, what a sin..."
As the wave crashed over him, he quickly clung to the pole, watching helplessly as a corpse was swept away by the wave, his brow furrowed in worry.
The beams of searchlights intertwined on the sea, illuminating faces filled with fear or despair.
The waves, carrying the ashes of the flames, slapped against everyone's cheeks, forcefully pressing the chaos and struggle at sea into the boundless night.
The sea gradually calmed down a bit. "Quick! The lifeboats are here, everyone hurry up and get on board!"
Zheng Nanyan stood at the bow of the boat, directing the police officers to maintain order while reaching out to pull people out of the water.
The rescued police officers, the subdued men in black, and Andy Coles's remaining troops.
They were all pushed and shoved onto the lifeboat, which swayed precariously in the waves, almost overloaded.
Those who failed to seize the glimmer of hope have long since become lonely souls at sea, slowly sinking in the darkness and becoming food for fish.
Three helicopters hung in mid-air, with rope ladders dangling down like long black snakes.
The mercenary group members of Andreas whistled short notes as they swung nimbly along the rope ladder.
Using the wind, they steadily climbed onto the plane, their movements as swift as a flock of nocturnal bats.
Ji Yang was forcibly dragged onto the lifeboat by Zheng Nanyan. As the helicopter gradually ascended, he couldn't help but swear: "Bastard!"
He raised his hand and threw the lifebuoy out. The lifebuoy spun on the water's surface and drifted into the darkness in the distance, but it could not vent the anger in Ji Yang's heart.
"Is anyone else there?!" the rescue team leader shouted from the stern of the boat, as the yacht slowly rowed along, scanning the sea with its searchlights. "Respond if you hear me!"
Mu Xiaoji leaned against the wooden board next to Feng Yuanzheng, his whole body already frozen stiff, his lips purple, and ice beads hanging on his eyelashes, on the verge of death.
Feng Yuanzheng gripped his hand tightly, and with his other hand he protected his head, making him look up.
The night sky, stained red by firelight, gradually dimmed, and a hoarse voice murmured:
"Dr. Mu, do you know? The biggest mistake I ever made in my life was driving Tao away..."
The waves lapped against the wooden planks, and his voice trailed off: "Knowing full well that it wasn't easy for him to get advertising deals with Gu Ze in Hong Kong..."
That brat Feng Zhan always brought people to cause trouble at his place, and I... I just turned a blind eye... until one day,
They disappeared without a trace... At the time, I thought that Gu Qingpei had extorted three million from them, leaving them with no choice but to fend for themselves..."
He coughed a few times, and tears rolled down his cloudy eyes, mingling with the seawater and sliding into his temples.
"It wasn't until this summit, when I saw Tao'er's face again, that I realized... how proud he is, and how utterly despicable I, as his father, have been..."
Mu Xiaoji was too cold to speak, and could only let out a soft sigh to indicate that she was listening.
The wooden planks bobbed in the waves, the lights of the distant lifeboats flickered, and Feng Yuanzheng's confession was carried away by the wind.
Only the monotonous sound of waves crashing against the wooden planks remained, sounding particularly desolate in the boundless night.
"Xiao Ji... Xiao Ji..." Jiang Chengyu struggled to paddle in the icy seawater, his fingertips brushing against the floating corpses, each touch making his heart tighten.
Seawater rushed into his throat, salty and bitter, but he ignored his coughing and just hoarsely shouted.
Her voice was choked with sobs, almost incoherent, and her eyes were already red with tears and seawater.
"Xiao Ji, can you hear me? I want you to live... to live well..."
Fear clung to his heart like vines, and ominous premonitions surged in his mind, threatening to devour him.
In a daze, the image of the Jinyang villa appeared before my eyes—on the large, white bed in the bedroom,
Mu Xiaoji rubbed her sore neck, reached out to lift the corner of the blanket next to him, and prepared to lie down and sleep.
He deliberately tightened his grip on the corner of the blanket, and the fabric in Mu Xiaoji's hand "whooshed" away. The man pretended not to care, but there was a smile hidden in his eyes.
"Little Warcraft, I need to tell you something." Mu Xiaoji brought her phone closer.
He deliberately got up and sat on the sofa, coldly uttering two words: "Speak."
Mu Xiaoji didn't mind, sat down next to his shoulder, and said in a light tone, "Gu Ze and the others are in trouble. Do you want to go back to Kunming to look for them?"
He barely hesitated at the time: "The police should have already intervened in the investigation, and I can't cross the line if I go back."
Besides, he wouldn't ignore Boss Jing's men; Boss Jing's power is a hundred times greater than that of the police!
Even if I go back, I'll only help Uncle Song categorize the projects quickly and come up with solutions to complete them as soon as possible.
Mu Xiaoji yawned, leaning sleepily against his shoulder, and mumbled indistinctly:
“Gu Ze is a very good friend of yours. No matter how powerful or capable Master Jing is, Gu Ze would definitely want you to save him.”
Before she could finish speaking, her breathing became even, and she fell asleep right next to him.
He looked down at the person's peaceful sleeping face, his heart softening yet also turning bittersweet.
"Knowing full well that you're petty and jealous of Gu Ze, I still act recklessly in front of you."
"Xiao Ji!" Jiang Chengyu suddenly came to his senses, buried his face in the cold seawater, and tried to suppress the sob in his throat.
He couldn't panic, he absolutely couldn't panic. Xiao Ji was still waiting for him. Over the years, he had deliberately distanced himself from her, knowing that neither of them was feeling good inside.
He wiped his face, raised his head again, and eagerly scanned the sea, searching inch by inch for that familiar figure by the faint light of the distant fire.
The waves lapped against his cheeks, icy cold, yet they only strengthened his resolve—Xiao Ji, wait for me, I will find you.