"According to the captain's statement, the supply on the St. Jorge can last for three days. I hope the government can do the corresponding supply work..."

After more than half an hour of online conversation, Zhang Hanying answered the host's questions one by one and also answered some questions herself, but she obviously couldn't say anything sensitive, such as how many terrorists she met after getting on the boat, etc.

While she was connecting, there were three terrorists around her with guns and staring at her, observing her words and actions. Once she noticed that she violated the rules and answered sensitive information, she would immediately... Of course, it would not be that she would kill her, but that she would choose to execute her ten tourists.

Under such a threat, Zhang Hanying could not make any impulse.

However, just as the online conversation ended, she keenly noticed that something happened to the terrorists around her. It seemed that the sound from her headphones shocked them very much.

What exactly happened?

"Who is he?"

In the surveillance room on the boat, Mr. Wan carried his hands on his back and his eyes narrowed into a line.

The surveillance on the St. Jorge is not without blind spots, but there are two surveillances on the upper floor, which is enough to monitor everything that happened in the entire corridor. This is also true. He saw the situation in the corridor from beginning to end.

He saw that the Tana Temple, which was almost the strongest among his subordinates, was instantly killed in an incredible way. This is not the most terrifying thing, but also the death of Tana Temple.

The head is hanging behind the back at 180 degrees. Is this something that a fist can do?

"This is not fun."

Mr. Wan murmured to himself, his subordinates were waiting for his orders.

"Why are you still standing there?"

Mr. Wan came back to his senses: "Find out these three people and kill them without any hesitation."

...

"Why do you need to take action?"

In his mind, "Chen Ju" asked in confusion.

"I have basically understood the contradictions of this group of human beings..."

"It's okay to save these two female humans, the human relationship behind them may help my plan," said mitdos.

"Chen Ju" lowered his head and thought.

"Is it necessary to... clear all these obstacles?"

"Chen Ju" asked.

“It’s not clearing, it’s saving.”

"Chen Ju" was confused, but he followed the order of mitdos and looked at the two sisters Lian Zhiluan and Lian Xi'e.

"You guys... come with me."

Faced with this man who saved them but was incredibly terrifying, Lian Zhiluan and Lian Xi'e did not feel any gratitude at all, but were very alert.

"elder sister?"

Lian Xi'e stood up and helped Lian Zhiluan up.

“Let’s keep up.”

"Is this OK?"

Lian Xi'e whispered and hesitated.

"If we don't follow him, we will have to die."

Lianzhiluan smiled bitterly.

Lian Xi'e could not refute, so she had to nod. The two staggered and followed behind "Chen Ju", but they couldn't help but worry, Lian Zhiluan said, "Wait, there are surveillance here..."

The "Chen Ju" in front did not look back or answer their kind reminder, as if they hadn't heard it. However, a strange thing came. After walking along the way, they really didn't meet terrorists, as if those terrorists had disappeared.

When they arrived at the elevator, there were no terrorists intercepting them. The two sisters walked in uneasy, and the elevator sank all the way and arrived at the crew rest area.

"Bang bang..."

As soon as the elevator door was opened, Lian Zhiluan and Lian Xi'e had not seen anything clearly before they heard the sound of falling to the ground. They looked down and found that two terrorists at the elevator door had fallen silently, and their necks were twisted into abnormality.

"Chen Ju" walked out as if nothing had happened.

Lian Xi'e was frightened: "Sister, why do he always break his neck?"

Ask me this, who will I go?

Lian Zhiluan shook her head and took her sister's hand closely behind her.

"Chen Ju" seemed to know this place, and walked forward with a familiarity. When he arrived at a room, he stretched out his hand and twisted it. He didn't even see him using the key. The door of the room was forced to be opened.

The crew's lounge was not as comfortable as the tourists. It was often the four-person room to get on and off the bed. At this time, the four sad crew members inside watched the door open in horror.

"Chen Ju" stepped forward, looked around the four crew members, and finally focused on an older crew member.

"You... take out the maritime satellite... the phone."

"Chen Ju" finished speaking in a plain manner, but everyone present was disgusted.

They all looked at the oldest crew member.

The crew member was shocked, as if shocked. Why did "Chen Ju" know his secret? He opened his mouth: "You, who are you?"

This doesn't matter.

Looking at the guns in Lian Zhiluan and Lian Xi'e's hands, the crew member twitched his mouth, and had to get up, search for his suitcase, and searched out a heavy maritime satellite phone.

"May Team Liu, why do you have a satellite phone?"

The crew next to him couldn't help asking.

"The situation was urgent at that time, the first mate gave it to me..."

The crew member said bitterly: "Let me use it again at critical moments, but... what can I do?"

Yes, for an ordinary person, even if he holds a maritime satellite phone, it will not work. Call the police? Now the whole world knows that the St. Jorge has been hijacked, so there is no need to simply call the police.

At the same time, they were detained in their respective rooms and did not know the specific situation on the ship. Even if they contacted the rescue forces outside, they would not be able to help.

Instead, he used the satellite phone without authorization. The crew member was worried that he would be noticed by terrorists outside. If he was implicated, it would be miserable.

Therefore, even though he got the satellite phone number given to him by the first mate at that time, he hid it quietly and never dared to use it.

After receiving the satellite phone, "Chen Ju" turned around and handed it to Lian Xi'e.

"Contact...your superior."

His speech shocked Lian Zhiluan and Lian Xi'e again.

"You, do you know who we are?"

Lian Xi'e said in surprise.

"Chen Ju" looked at her calmly, but did not answer this question.

"There are a total of 67 of their people on this ship."

He said to himself, as if he was telling a very ordinary thing, but he told the number, distribution, and weapons of the terrorists who hijacked the St. Jorge, and even explained clearly where the bombs arranged by the other party were.

Such intelligence information was like a terrifying operation he had formulated, shocking Lian Zhiluan and Lian Xi'e who were about to call the satellite phone.

"you……"

Before Lian Xi'e could say anything, she was interrupted by Lian Zhiluan, "Okay, Xiaoe, give me the phone."
Chapter completed!