Being His Little Fox

"Can I be alone?" Tang Si looked at Song Yi.

"It's okay, you go."

She knew that Tang Si had her own plan: "I am very capable of protecting myself now."

"If you need my help, you can tell me, maybe I can help you too."

Tang Si licked his lips and nodded slightly.

Immediately, he walked out of this room under everyone's attention.

People looked at his back, their faces were afraid of fear, without any worries.

When disaster strikes, their most instinctive thing is to protect themselves, and they don't have the brain to think about how to get out of this place.

...

Outside, the night light was even colder, as if it had penetrated into the human bone marrow.

Tang Si faced the cold wind, holding a special flashlight in his hand, looking down at the marks on the ground.

The shot he took on Strong during the day was a certain kind of mark, and a special flashlight was needed to get it out, so that we could know where the Strong went on the ship.

Tang Si didn't go to the place where he sang, but wandered around on the boat following these signs.

Finally, reached the cockpit.

Strong was not in the cockpit.

He squinted his eyes and looked directly in the direction of the captain's storage room.

If his guess is not wrong--

Reached out and opened the door, Tang Si took two steps back in an instant.

The washing machine inside was full of blood, and there was a bucket of blood on the drain pipe.

The strong taste is disgusting and makes people nauseous.

Tang Si's eyes fell straight on the washing machine.

He probably knows... where is the source of the real blood in the bathroom.

...

"Kacha--" Just when Tang Si was about to step on the ground and bloodstains to pass.

The door of the cockpit was pushed open.

Strong walked in and looked at Tang Si with a sneer: "I know you will come."

Tang Si paused, looked sideways at Strong, and uttered two words coldly: "Purpose?"

Strong: "Your life."

Tang Si raised his eyebrows coldly, and sneered suddenly: "I'm just here now, isn't it a bit late?"

If Strong really wanted his life, then in the process of this journey, he has a lot of opportunities to kill himself on the boat.

He had to make so many so-called supernatural events before he came to tell him that he was going to kill himself.

Because of what?

Tang Si had a guess in his heart, because in this fixed place, this sea area can be used by Strong, what he wants to do, he wants to kill two birds with one stone, the first thing is to kill him, and the other thing. It must be done in this sea area.

And the conditions for killing him, perhaps this is also the best place.

Strong listened and laughed: "Do you know that you are passive now? Still so horizontal?"

"Yeah." Tang Si looked at Strong without any fear: "Then do you know what a turnaround is?"

"There is an old saying in China, it is called "Jedi".

Strong eyebrows stared, unable to understand this messy sentence.

He is good in Chinese, but he has never learned the mess of history.

Proverbs and the like are even more unclear.

"Don't understand?" Tang Si stepped on a piece of blood, stained on his white casual shoes and light gray sweatpants.

The man always reacted calmly, and Strong could not see the slightest fear in his eyes.

It was such an opponent that made him feel a certain kind of shaking emotion in his heart.

Started to be afraid, whether Tang Si had grasped his own handle, that's why he was so confident.

Otherwise, why didn't he show any sense of crisis?

And this is purely psychological warfare. In this regard, Strong is obviously a little tender.

"Then you have to..." Tang Si smiled, "Waiting to die."

"I'm talking nonsense with you!" Strong was irritated, and wanted to rush forward, when a voice came from the headset.

The voice was gentle: "Don't do anything with him, you can't beat him."

"He is playing psychological warfare with you. Don't be agitated. Follow our original plan. Just keep him inside and wait for the sniper to solve it from a distance."

Strong stopped, and stopped halfway, giving Tang Si a hard look.

Tang Si's peachy eyes narrowed slightly. He felt that this move must be commanded by a long distance.

Strong was walking outside, Tang Si seized the opportunity, reacted very quickly, and slammed forward and grabbed Strong's wrist.

At this speed, as fast as a ghost, Strong didn't have time to react at all, and his other hand wanted to throw a fist to counterattack.

Tang Si pressed his hand before this, slashing the person to the ground, and then pressing Strong's back with one foot.

He stomped the person under his feet fiercely, and this series of movements were very fast.

Every move is a living interpretation of what is called violent beauty.

Without waiting for Strong to speak, Tang Si clasped his hands behind him in handcuffs.

Strong struggled, cursing.

A man's voice came from the headset again: "Fool, tell you not to fight with him, don't talk to him!"

Tang Si stood up, his hands were also stained with blood on the ground.

Condescendingly, looking at Strong, suddenly kicked him into the innermost cockpit.

Step by step, he approached Strong again, and his heart began to tremble and fear.

He only knew what that person meant when Tang Si was terrifying.

The man in front of him is far more than what he is in front of him, and not only on the surface, he seems to be very easy to deal with.

The cruise ship incident has started to develop from the very beginning, but the man has been standing still from beginning to end, and seems to be not interested in this matter at all.

But at the last moment, he was taken by the general.

Even with so many people dead on the boat, Tang Si could sit still, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

And Tang Si knew in his heart that he didn't know the motives behind these people, so no matter how many people died on board, he couldn't stop him.

I don't even know what kind of strength the people on this ship have. Can he save the entire ship's people with his ability alone? All this is unknown, and he will not take any action before all this is clear.

Only hold yourself.

Tang Si approached Strong, squatted down, coldly took out the headset from his ear.

Trying to talk to the person opposite, but the headset has been cut off.

There was no sound on the opposite side.

There was no movement.

Tang Si gritted his teeth and dropped the headset.

He got up and walked into the storage room again.

Without hesitation, he turned on the washing machine, as expected.

Flesh and blood--

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