0883 Mr. Lin’s Addition and Subtraction [This Chapter Is Sponsored By: Coder Xiaoxian, Added and Subtracted-4/?]
"Wait a moment!"
If someone were to ask Beret what he thought of Lynch in the future, he would probably tell others to never fucking talk to Lynch!
Even if he has the chance, he will write a book called "Don't Talk to Lynch", if he can survive until that day.
Beret's logical thinking ability at this time had fallen into chaos. To put it simply, he found that he seemed to have entered a dead end.
He needs money to grow his small organization or needs the money for something else.
There was no chance when he was in China, and then he set his sights on cruise ships every moment, because there were countless rich people on cruise ships.
Rich people equal money. There is nothing wrong with this calculation, but he ignored another problem. On this ship, he actually couldn't get money.
All expenses are borne by the company at all times throughout the journey. In addition, in addition to a small amount of cash on board, checks and chips are mostly used.
Yes, there were a lot of rich people on board, but they really couldn't get any money.
The beret, who came out of the fighting state and gradually calmed down, realized this problem. He only wanted to rob the ship full of rich people, but ignored that it was impossible for each of these rich people to carry hundreds of millions. of cash.
He messed up.
In other words, it is not easy for him to get his ideal "ransom".
And he doesn't have much time.
Once Marillo's country reacts, a large number of smuggling ships will be spread all over the sea. He is well aware of the virtues of those big warlords. As long as he is discovered, he will be dead.
Now the only way to avoid losing money on this trip is to trust Lynch and believe that he can do it.
After Beret made his decision, he stood up suddenly. He grabbed Lynch's collar with both hands. Unfortunately, Lynch was taller than him. He couldn't make that "lift it up" gesture. He could only get close to Lynch's face and fiercely Said, "Don't let me fucking down!"
Lynch pushed the beret away with a gentle push, "This will be the most correct choice in your life. Next, I need your people to cooperate with me a little bit..."
Half a minute later, the beret strode toward the crowd, shooting into the sky as he walked.
The crackling gunshots and the light of fire in the darkness shocked everyone. He glanced at the group of people who had deceived him, and then said loudly, "Send them back to their rooms. There is no order for anyone to come out." Just beat anyone to death!"
The crowd immediately started to move. The soldiers and the managers who had changed camps were guiding all the guests back to their rooms, but there was one exception, and that was Lynch.
"You'd better do what you say!" Beret looked at Lynch and urged him again and again.
Lin Qi nodded and patted the corner of his clothes, "You have to learn to trust others..."
Not long after, Lynch appeared outside a cabin.
With the beret's orders, the soldiers on the ship still relatively respected Lynch.
The soldier standing to the left of Lynch took a step forward with his gun in his pocket, smashed the door, and then stepped back.
The door soon opened a crack, and inside there was a man looking at Lin Qi with a shocked expression, which made Lin Qi feel a little embarrassed.
He rudely pushed the door open and walked in. While looking around, he asked, "Are you asleep?"
At the same time, Beret led another group of people, led by the female manager, to Lynch's cabin.
Now the entire ship is under his control and he can go anywhere, including having keys to every room.
"You said he has a female companion?" Beret walked into the room and looked around. The female manager stood behind him and shivered.
It is not easy to trust Lynch. No matter how stupid he is, he still knows that he is a robber and Lynch is the person who was robbed by the robbers. They cannot stand on the same line.
Therefore, his trust in Lynch was limited. He noticed that everyone else appeared on the first deck in pairs, but Lynch came alone.
He asked someone to ask, and Lynch brought a girl, who was not on the deck.
He found the female manager, who told the truth without excessive coercion.
Lynch didn't come alone, there was a woman coming with him, and that woman was a big star in the Federation.
When Beret found out, he didn't show any displeasure at being deceived. His behavior was actually a little abnormal. He broke in while making people stare at Lynch.
If he can catch Lynch's female companion, then Lynch can be trusted more!
He hid his female companion. He must like his female companion very much. This is a very valuable bargaining chip!
He stood still for a while, then suddenly walked to the closet and opened it.
There was no one inside except for the hanging clothes, and there was no way to hide anyone.
"Could it be under the mattress?" He seemed to be talking to himself or to someone, then walked to the bed and lifted the mattress.
There is nothing underneath.
He frowned and walked to the bathroom. He searched all the rooms and everywhere he could, but he couldn't find the woman the manager was talking about.
After turning around in a circle, they returned to the bedroom. Beret glanced at the female manager very unhappily, "You didn't lie to me?"
The female manager shook her head quickly, "No, I really didn't lie to you!"
Little did they know that at this moment, Penny was staring at them above their heads.
There was anger at the female manager for revealing his information, and there was also the luck that Lynch had arranged it in advance.
If Lynch were here, he would definitely tell her that anger is unnecessary, that everyone has the right to survive, and it is not surprising to do anything in order to survive.
Just as she was brewing these dissatisfactions, suddenly the beret pulled out a gun and shot the female manager in the head. With a pop, she fell on her back on the mattress.
There was a small hole between her eyebrows, and the back of her head was completely opened, and the contents and blood splashed all over the bed.
Her body was still twitching subconsciously. Maybe the cells in her body suddenly lost contact with the brain and were urgently contacting the brain to find out what happened.
Unfortunately, the headquarters has been destroyed and these signals will not receive any response.
Penny looked at what was happening below in horror. She covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from making any sound.
The beret put the pistol back into the holster and adjusted his armed belt. He spat on the ground and said as if talking to himself or telling the reason, "You are Mallory Man, Mallorians deserve to die!”
After saying that, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at the vent on the top. Nothing could be seen behind the dark fan blades, and he turned and left the room.
The hatred between the Malorians and the Mallorians can never be resolved, and a group of Malorians, as they call it, rule a country named after the "Malorians."
Once the hatred of racial antagonism is buried, it is difficult to resolve. Now the Malorians and Malorians are relatively pure.
No one's subordinates are mixed with different races. Even in a city, the two ethnic groups can be said to be very clearly distinguished.
Even in slums, they would not hang out together.
After walking out of the room, the beret got a two-inch frontal photo of Penny from nowhere. He gave the photo to the soldiers beside him, "Send people to search the entire ship to find this girl..."
She will be the key to controlling Lynch!
He glanced sideways at the door not far away, where soldiers were standing guard. The lights were on, and Lynch was there.
"I have reached an agreement with their leader. He needs a ransom of 100 million, and each of us will share it equally..." Lynch played with his million-dollar lighter and said some unexpected words.
The rich man talking to Lynch looked to be in his fifties. He was a little confused, "Mr. Lynch, why are you helping him?"
In his mind, giving the robbers a check would satisfy their greed and leave them, and they almost succeeded.
Lynch asked, "How do you guarantee that after all of us give him a check, he won't kill us?"
The rich man was obviously stunned for a moment, "I... don't know."
"You can't guarantee it!" Lynch looked at him and shook his head, "You are giving me too much pleasure. After he gets those checks, he will feel that you are worthless."
"The role of keeping you at this time is of no value other than spending more money to arrest him."
"Kill us and sink the ship. This is the most correct thing to do..."
"This is the sea, sir. If this ship and us sink into the sea here, the Federation people will never find us in their lifetime!"
The wealthy couple were stunned after hearing this. They thought that if they gave the robber what they wanted, the robber would leave.
But they mistakenly confuse "robbers" with "workers", although in their view these people are all at the bottom of society and losers.
The working class is like this. When they are dissatisfied, they will go on strike and march. Then with the help of the workers' union, the two sides will sit down and talk and give them a little bit of what they want, and they will go back to work honestly.
But the robbers are different. After getting the things, the robbers will not just leave. They will definitely tear up all the pages related to them during this period before leaving.
Are you betting that these robbers will really leave after getting the money?
It's better to see if you can survive first.
Mr. Rich sighed heavily, and the doubts in his eyes disappeared, replaced by gratitude, "Mr. Lynch, thank you very much for saving us!"
Lynch had a heartfelt smile on his face, "You're welcome, this is what I should do, I am also one of us, and we should stand together as a matter of course."
"If someone misunderstands me in the future, just explain it to me."
Mr. Rich nodded, "So what are we going to do now?"
"Please write something for me..." Lynch put the prepared paper on the table. "I said, just write it and then write me a transfer check for one million."
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