Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 169 Fuel Leak

Meng Yuting followed behind his boss, his face pale, his hands gripping the gun tightly.

This gun was given to him by President Pei after he had taken it from a dead body.

Pei Weijin and Meng Yuting arrived at the deck, only to find that the ship was damaged, the life jackets were torn by sharp blades and lost their buoyancy, and what was even more alarming was that gunpowder was stored there.

Meng Yuting's eyelids twitched: "They're bombs! And there's more than one!?"

He stared at the unfathomable sea, unable to decide whether being blown up or drowning would be a more comfortable death.

Pei Weijin's eyes flickered slightly as he faintly heard the sound of a ship's engine in the distance.

He looked in the direction of the sound and, through the hazy rain and mist, could vaguely make out the outlines of several boats, which he estimated to be yachts based on their size.

Regardless of whether it was a rescue team or not, he made a decisive decision: "Go to the top floor and use the signal lights."

The two ran to the top deck of the cruise ship. Rainwater flowed down the stairs, and the flashing signal lights were particularly noticeable in the rain.

On the other side, the gunfire had ceased. Old Mr. Evan looked mockingly at Sally, who was sitting on the ground, the ground covered in blood, a shocking sight.

His voice was strange and old, muttering with panting: "What have I done wrong to you? You're such an ungrateful wolf cub, daring to look at me like that. How about I gouge out your eyes? Or throw you into the sea to feed the sharks?"

Sally clutched the bleeding wound on her abdomen, her eyes deep and unfathomable.

"Do you think you won?"

Mr. Evan was amused by her: "Am I the one who's about to die...?"

A sudden, metallic taste rose in his throat, followed by a violent coughing fit, spitting out several mouthfuls of black blood.

Sally raised an eyebrow and smiled, her lips pale and bloodless, and asked, "How was the tea last night?"

She had already bribed the tea master to put a deadly poison in the tea.

That day, only Evan drank the tea. Whether others drank it or not was irrelevant to her. She was willing to use any means necessary to achieve her goals.

Mr. Evan slumped to the ground, his eyes filled with both anger and resentment.

"You...you actually..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was struck by another violent cough.

Knowing the severity of her injuries, Sally forced herself to stand up, leaning against the wall. She pulled a remote control from her waist pocket and said, "What do you think I've been doing all this time? Do you really think I didn't know you killed my parents and little sister?"

“Every time I call you Godfather, it’s a reminder to myself to avenge my family. Since a perfect ending is impossible, then thank you for inviting these villains aboard the ship to join this death feast.”

"If I can't have it, no one else can."

After she finished speaking, she pressed the button, and the bomb at the bow of the ship exploded instantly, emitting a piercing alarm throughout the cruise ship's propulsion system.

Meanwhile, the rescue team's boats are steadily approaching.

Yan Zhuoyu's fair hands were numb from the cold wind, and her fingertips turned white.

The people behind him were also disheveled by the wind, their hair was messy, and they smelled of water.

Fu Zhuchen pointed at the flashing traffic lights and exclaimed excitedly, "Holy crap, I see it! It's right ahead! Hurry! Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up!"

Qin Zhuyue slapped him: "Don't rush me. Zhuoyu knows what to do. We can't disrupt the overall rescue rhythm."

The thunderstorm was no longer as fierce as before, but the series of gunshots mixed with the sound of the waves had left Yan Zhuoyu in a state of utter confusion.

She pursed her lips, wanting to speed up and see Pei Weijin as soon as possible, but her movements remained methodical, without making the slightest mistake.

The rescue team leader issued the order: "Everyone stay calm and slowly approach the cruise ship according to the predetermined route. First, assess the situation and make sure it is safe."

"Received, approaching."

Yan Zhuoyu responded while adjusting the speedboat's speed and course to minimize the interference of the waves on the rescue operation.

As the speedboat drew closer, the chaotic scene on the cruise ship became increasingly clear.

The speedboat docked steadily on one side of the cruise ship. Yan Zhuoyu's heart was pounding faster and faster, and she even experienced a brief ringing in her ears, but her hands never left the control stick, ready to deal with any possible emergencies.

She scanned her surroundings, confirming the source of the explosion, and then fixed her gaze on Pei Weijin and the other person standing on the top deck of the cruise ship.

The two, one tall and one short, gazed at each other from afar.

No matter how much Yan Zhuoyu had to say along the way, the moment she saw Pei Weijin still alive, all her words converged into a single cry.

She raised her small face and shouted, "Pei Weijin!"

The sound was once again drowned out by the explosion.

Multiple bombs were detonated on the cruise ship, and the fuel tanks were also damaged.

Fuel poured into the sea like a waterfall, instantly igniting the surface and creating a raging inferno that blocked the rescue team's speedboats.

The cruise ship began to tilt violently, and seawater quickly flooded into all the cabins.

The team leader's urgent voice rang out through the communicator: "Everyone retreat immediately to avoid the ships being engulfed by the fire and ensure your own safety!"

The flames spread wildly, and the lifeline that had just been thrown down was mercilessly devoured by the flames almost the instant it touched the fire.

Yan Zhuoyu was surprisingly calm at this moment, and she heard words like "wait a little longer" again.

But the cruise ship clearly can't hold on for much longer.

All she could see was Pei Weijin gripping the railing, teetering on the edge, trying his best to maintain his balance.

The remaining rescuers are discussing a more prudent rescue plan.

Yan Zhuoyu had no time to worry about anything else. She steered the speedboat closer to another rescue boat and said on the channel, "Let me go. I'll go rescue Pei Weijin by myself. Director Fu, you guys get on the other boats first."

“The cruise ship is sinking very fast, but if I sail over there now, the top deck should be just high enough for him to jump onto my ship. Even if things get worse, the ship can shield us from some of the flames.”

The team leader's expression changed: "Miss Yan, your method is too radical and risky! Let's wait a bit longer; perhaps a better opportunity will arise. We can try using a ladder, or throw some more life jackets over."

The others also tried to persuade her, but Qin Zhuyue knew Yan Zhuoyu's personality and silently pulled Fu Zhuchen onto the other people's boat.

Yan Zhuoyu remained unmoved, adjusting the speedboat's direction, her tone resolute: "I know what I'm doing. I will be responsible for my own safety, and I will do my best to rescue Pei Weijin and Meng Yuting, while also saving as many other people as possible."

Seeing that he couldn't change Yan Zhuoyu's decision, the team leader could only nod helplessly and agree: "Okay, but be sure to pay attention to safety, and leave the danger zone immediately if there is any problem."

"The rest of you, quickly put on your diving suits and be ready to provide support at any time!"