flstandardbreds Chapter 1058 They arrested Feng Tao's mother
Chapter 1058 They arrested Feng Tao's mother
The third deck had long since become a living hell. Broken table and chair legs and twisted metal frames were scattered everywhere, piled on top of haphazardly lying corpses—
There were Andy Coles's men, as well as Feng Yan's men in black. Some of them were shot in the head, their brains mixed with blood splattered on the deck.
Some were disemboweled by sharp blades, their internal organs spilling onto the ground; others remained in the posture of struggling before death, their fingers digging into the cracks in the deck, dying with their eyes wide open.
The strong stench of blood mixed with gunpowder and burnt smells was so pungent that it was almost impossible to breathe.
Every step could mean stepping on sticky blood or corpses, a truly horrifying sight.
Teng Zijing and Andy Coles fought to the death amidst the chaos. Both were wounded.
The blood flowing from the wound on their foreheads blurred their vision, but it only made their gazes more ruthless.
Teng Zijing's left arm was slashed open with a deep gash that exposed the bone. Blood dripped from his fingertips onto the deck, where it mingled with the blood on the ground to form a small stream.
Andy Coles seemed to have injured his ribs, and every punch he threw made him wince in pain, yet he still pounced on the enemy like a mad dog.
In the corridor outside the banquet hall, several of Andreas's men were surrounded by police officers.
The dark muzzles of guns were all pointed at them, the cold glint of metal flashing in the smoke.
But these people showed no fear whatsoever; instead, they curled their lips into a wicked, almost provocative smile.
It was as if they weren't the ones being surrounded, but rather the hunters who had gained the upper hand in a game.
Some of them even slowly moved their wrists, their knuckles making a soft "click" sound, and the arrogance in their eyes made several young police officers feel uneasy.
On the other side, Deng Zhouyi had just directed his team to put the last batch of frightened guests onto the lifeboats, and then turned and ran to the second-floor deck.
He searched the crowd three times, but couldn't find Teng Zijing. His heart clenched.
Just as she was pacing anxiously, she caught a glimpse of Ji Yang giving Zheng Nanyan a perfect salute, his voice clear and bright:
"Reporting, sir! The entire rescue mission is complete. The captured gang members are under centralized custody, and we are currently counting their numbers. They're all here!"
Deng Zhouyi rushed over, grabbed Ji Yang's arm, and his voice was filled with barely suppressed anger:
"Hey, you promised to protect Master Jing when we came out, where is he now?"
Ji Yang felt a sharp pain from being pulled so hard. She jerked her hand away, rubbed her aching arm, and glared back, pouting.
"Just because you're handsome doesn't mean you're so great! Why are you being so fierce!" he retorted confidently.
“That kid has hands and feet. If he wasn’t on my side, how could he listen to me?”
Besides, what can I do if he insists on chasing after a cripple?
Deng Zhouyi was speechless after being rebuked by him. He was pondering the phrase "chasing a cripple" and looked worried and lost.
Tiger, standing at my feet, suddenly perked up its ears, stuck out its tongue, and spun around twice, its nose rapidly sniffing the air.
The ship was filled with a mixture of the smells of blood, gunpowder, and the saltiness of the sea.
Yet it managed to pinpoint that familiar scent within it—
It was the scent of cedarwood aftershave that Teng Zijing often wore, mixed with a faint smell of blood, drifting freely in the wind.
"Woof!" Tiger barked at the top of the third-floor staircase, flicked his tail, and charged up the stairs with all four paws on the ground, his movements as fast as a yellow lightning bolt.
"Tiger!" Deng Zhouyi's eyes lit up. He didn't bother arguing with Ji Yang anymore and turned to shout to Lu Feng behind him.
"Lu Feng, you guys follow me!" Before the words were even finished, he had already followed Hu Zi up the stairs.
Ji Yang watched his hurried back, pursed his lips and muttered, "What's the rush?" But he still waved to the police officer beside him: "Come on, let's go up and check, just in case something really happens."
He quickly followed, a hint of defiance still playing at the corners of his mouth.
It was clearly that kid surnamed Teng who abandoned her and ran off, so how did it become her fault?
"Bang!" Andy Coles executed an over-the-shoulder throw, slamming Teng Zijing hard onto a corpse.
The corpse was already stiff, causing Teng Zijing excruciating pain in his back. He coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His breathing, mixed with blood and foam, was heavy and labored, like a broken bellows; he had clearly reached his limit.
Andy Coles also staggered, dragging a broken, thick steel pipe across him.
The steel pipe, still covered with half a piece of brain matter and a few strands of hair, was held high by him and slammed down on Teng Zijing's head with a whooshing sound.
At the critical moment, Tiger burst out from the stairwell, letting out a fierce growl.
He leaped up and pounced on Andy Coles' back, his sharp teeth instantly biting into his shoulder.
"Ah—" Andy Coles screamed as the steel pipe flew out of his hand and hit the corpse next to him with a dull thud.
Blood from his head had blinded one eye; he struggled to turn over.
Watching Tiger relentlessly bite Andy Coles, the two of them rolled and tore at each other amidst the pile of corpses.
Andy Coles's screams mingled with Tiger's growls, creating an especially chilling effect.
He wiped the blood from his face and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Tiger, well done!"
When Deng Zhouyi and his men rushed up, they witnessed this chaotic scene. He kicked Andy Coles aside.
His men immediately pounced on him, pinned him down, and put handcuffs on him with a click.
"Brother!" Deng Zhouyi knelt beside Teng Zijing, looking at his body covered in wounds.
Especially the deep, bone-revealing wound on his left arm, his voice trembled as he asked, "How are you? I'm too late!"
Teng Zijing waved his hand, catching his breath, and hurriedly stood up: "Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji are on the top floor."
Internal strife within the Feng family—Feng Tao is the "unknown" third son of Chairman Feng mentioned in the documents.
Deng Zhouyi's eyes widened in disbelief: "What? He's Chairman Feng Yuanzheng's youngest son?"
As the two were talking, five helicopters suddenly appeared overhead, their rotors roaring so loudly that the deck trembled.
Teng Zijing looked up, his brows furrowed: "This isn't our helicopter. Whose organization is it?"
"It's too dark to see the signs clearly," Deng Zhouyi said in a deep voice.
Meanwhile, Ji Yang led the police to the third floor and ran into Teng Zijing and Deng Zhouyi running towards the top floor. He immediately followed them.
On the top deck, Feng Zhan followed closely behind the man in black who had taken Gu Ze hostage.
With the gun pressed firmly against Gu Ze's temple, he shouted sternly, "Back off! Or we'll kill him right now!"
Jiang Chengyu and Shu Yazi slowly retreated, and the man in black from room 53 also came out holding Feng Tao hostage, forming a pincer movement with Feng Zhan.
Feng Yan, guarded by two men in black, stood between the two men, his gaze sweeping around with a sinister look.
Teng Zijing quietly made a "don't move" gesture, and Hu Zi obediently lay down at his feet, watching the other side warily.
Deng Zhouyi gestured to Lu Feng and the others to act according to the situation, and the group scattered, ready to strike at any moment.
The crowd was driven to an open area, and Feng Zhan looked up at the helicopter and shouted, "Lower the rope ladder!"
Jiang Chengyu quickly raised his hand to reassure him: "Okay, okay, we'll release it right away!"
Andreas, speaking into his headset at door number 54, ordered: "Lower the height, lower the rope ladder."
A helicopter slowly descended, and the rope ladder slid down onto the deck with a "whoosh".
Feng Zhan tugged at the rope ladder and tilted his head at Feng Yan: "You go first."
Feng Yan nodded, climbed up the rope ladder, and halfway up, turned around and shouted, "Bring Feng Tao up!"
Just as the men from Jiyang were about to raise their guns, Feng Zhan stopped them, shouting, "Don't move!"
Gu Ze suddenly shouted at Jiang Chengyu, "Don't do anything rash! They've kidnapped Feng Tao's mother!"
Jiang Chengyu's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly shouted, "Put down your guns! Let them go!"
Everyone watched as the Feng brothers, holding Feng Tao and Gu Ze hostage, boarded the helicopter. The rotors whipped up a fierce wind, and the helicopter quickly disappeared into the night.
Mu Xiaoji followed Andreas as he pushed the pale-faced Chairman Feng Yuanzheng in his wheelchair to the center of the deck.
By this time, the survivors had gradually gathered around, and a somber atmosphere of relief filled the deck as everyone's eyes were fixed on the helicopter circling overhead.
Teng Zijing rushed over with Deng Zhouyi and Hu Zi, their eyes sweeping over the several helicopters of unknown origin.
Finally, his gaze swept around the room, and his tone was urgent and demanding: "Who sent these helicopters?"
Andreas, with his hands in his suit pockets, appeared relaxed and out of place amidst the tense atmosphere around him.
He looked up at Teng Zijing and uttered two words indifferently: "Mine."
Almost the instant he finished speaking, Teng Zijing raised his gun, the dark muzzle steadily aimed at Andreas's chest.
Tiger pounced like an arrow, letting out a menacing growl, its front paws almost touching the other's clothes.
"Don't misunderstand, everyone!" Jiang Chengyu's expression changed drastically. Without thinking, he rushed forward to stand in front of Andreas, spreading his arms to protect him. "He's not a bad person!"
"Little monster!" Mu Xiaoji's heart tightened upon seeing this, fearing that Jiang Chengyu would be accidentally injured.
He leaped forward and pounced, crashing into Tiger's side and shoving the poised Labrador aside.
Tiger whimpered as he was hit, then looked back at Mu Xiaoji, then at Teng Zijing, and hesitated for a moment.
Deng Zhouyi hurriedly called out, "Tiger, come back!" Tiger rolled back to Deng Zhouyi's side.
Jiang Chengyu stepped forward to help Mu Xiaoji up and asked with concern, "Xiaoji, how are you? Your arm is bleeding from being bitten."
The air on the deck seemed to freeze instantly, the muzzles of guns, the stares of those facing each other, and the gasps of breath all mingling together, as if another conflict could erupt at any moment.
Jiang Chengyu hurriedly explained: "He is Andreas Winston, the head of the Winston family, the largest business in Los Angeles."
Andy Corles Winston is his cousin, and he's here to stop Andy Corles's plot.
Andreas nodded in confirmation, and the atmosphere eased slightly.
Just then, three loud explosions rang out in succession—the Sea Shark exploded again, the deck shook violently, and everyone fell to the ground.
Inside the banquet hall, Andy Colles' remaining men seized the opportunity to jump into the sea and escape, and Andreas' mercenary group immediately jumped into the sea to give chase.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Andreas flipped over the railing and nimbly maneuvered between the decks.
It eventually landed on the first deck where Andy Coles was being held, and the officers fell to the ground one by one, unable to take care of themselves;
Andreas shot the handcuffs off, grabbed him and pulled him onto the rope ladder thrown down from the helicopter, and they quickly took off and left.
The officers shouted, "Andy Coles has been rescued!"
Several agile police officers leaped towards the end of the rope ladder, dragged it to the sea, but encountered obstacles and fell into the ocean.
The Sea Shark gradually tilted amid a series of explosions, and its wreckage began to sink to the bottom of the sea.
Mu Xiaoji helped Feng Yuanzheng row slowly to the edge of the boat, but then lost his grip and fell into the sea with him.
As they surfaced, a plank of wood was nearby. "Chairman Feng, quickly lie down on it."
Mu Xiaoji pushed Feng Yuanzheng up, saying, "Thank you, Dr. Mu. You should come up too, the seawater is too cold."
"No, the plank can't support the weight of two people. Hold on tight, the lifeboat will be back to rescue us soon."
The night was deep, and the sea was stained red with blood and fire. Only the sound of the waves crashing against the wreckage echoed in the darkness.