C1364 Iil beat you to death, you lunatic!] (2/2)

It's that gun again, pointed straight at Lei Meng's forehead, ”Don't force me! Please don't force me! I don't want to kill my subordinates anymore, I don't want to kill you guys anymore … Do you hear me? Don't force me! ”Let's start rowing now, immediately!”

Molière was a madman with bloodshot eyes. His hands were trembling so much that even he himself could not guarantee whether he would lose his temper in the next second.

Lei Meng did not dare to argue anymore, he carefully picked up the broken wooden paddle and smiled, ”Okay, okay, okay... I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you … ”I'll row the boat right now …”

The tense atmosphere eased a little, and the boat began to struggle through the waves again. At this moment, another subordinate, who had been silent all this time, spoke up.

”Sir!” Can you give us something to eat? I remember there was a lot of sugar in the supplies. ”We really don't have any stamina left. Let's just add a little sugar, we can still draw a little faster this way …”

Molière looked at the tired white face in front of him and knew that this request was completely reasonable. Finally, he put down the gun, turned around and pulled his pocket back.

Just when he thought it was safe, and just as he was about to dig out the supplies, Lei Meng made his move. ”That damned madman …”

With a crisp smack, the meter long 20 cm wide thick wooden board directly smashed onto Molière's head. When the wooden board for the oar was already soaked with seawater, it was also extremely heavy and tough, this move was truly ruthless.

If it was played in slow motion, you could definitely see the moment when the wooden board smacked his face. Molière's entire face was twisted and his back teeth made a cracking sound that only he could hear, as fresh blood gushed out from his gums like water from a spring.

Molière didn't even have time to make a sound before he was struck down on the boat. At the moment, Lei Meng was already in a rage.

”Bastard!” If not for you, our France would not have been humiliated time and time again! ”

”Damned bastard, if it wasn't for your crazy hatred, we wouldn't have fallen into your trap!”

”A cold-blooded killer. I let Arnold follow you for five whole years, loyal and devoted. You actually want to kill him!?” Are you still human!? ”

He scolded them one after another until another intelligence officer saved his arm. ”Lei Meng! Enough, Lei Meng! Don't fight anymore, the pirate ship is here, let's look around first! ”

As he raised his head to look, he saw a two-story tall ship approaching. The countless pirates on the deck were all pointing their guns at them.

The two of them did not dare to hesitate and quickly raised their hands in surrender, shouting in indecent Chinese, ”We are British sailors in distress! We are English... ”Please save me, I can give you all our money!”

Lei Meng muttered while shouting, ”Just say that we are British sailors, don't reveal our identities, let's see if we can deceive them …”

After all, they were born in the intelligence officer. They hated Molière but they still loved him. They still remembered their mission and they wanted to bring back that information, even if it was just dictating it once.