Chapter 706

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Jin said, "I don't hit someone who can’t even tie a chicken."

Murong Xiaobai’s eyes widened. The voice... was slightly hoarse and not as clear as before, but he could still recognize it despite the changes.

The man with long hair gently stroked his own long hair and looked at Murong Xiaobai meaningfully. "I didn't expect that your hand-to-hand combat skills are quite good; you were actually able to withstand Jin's many moves, which is rather surprising. I sparred with Jin no more than ten times, but it's surprising."

Murong Xiaobai felt a surge of blood surging up again. This punch was too heavy, causing turmoil inside him without any signs of subsiding. He spat out another mouthful of blood and his vision started to blur. Murong Xiaobai slightly regretted not signaling Wu Shuang and the others to come over earlier. Seeing Mo Yao made him forget everything—danger, life—anything. Even if he could see Mo Yao one more time, he would be willing to die.

"Get up and continue fighting," said the woman as she pointed at Murong Xiaobai. Xiaobai gave her a cold look. This capricious brat was someone who had an air of dominance and brutality about her. That man spoke in English, but he couldn't tell where she hailed from—a princess or something Probably some small European country's princess; she didn't look Asian. She said, "If you don’t get up and continue fighting Jin, I’ll kill you."

She spun a Desert Eagle around in her hand, the silver light slicing through the cruise ship like ice as it flashed across. Murong Xiaobai wasn't an idiot; he knew that trying to fight Mo Yao again was futile because he couldn’t win. So Xiaobai pretended to be dead. Jin refrained from hitting those who were incapable of tying a chicken, and Xiaobai seized this opportunity to stop fighting him. The woman smiled sweetly with a gentle expression and kindly demeanor before suddenly aiming her gun at Murong Xiaobai. The Desert Eagle was one of the best handguns in the world, possessing tremendous firepower; she shot through the spot where Xiaobai had dodged just now. Everyone was startled by her actions, and Murong Xiaobai felt that she was truly crazy for wanting him to fight Mo Yao.

The woman said, "You can't tie a chicken I see your movements are quite agile. If you don’t want to fight Jin, then let’s see how many bullets you can dodge from me. Fight or not"

Murong Xiaobai asked, "Why do you want me to fight him What benefits will it bring you"

"I like it!" she replied matter-of-factly. Murong Xiaobai thought inwardly that she was indeed a psychopath. She added, "I like watching Jin beat people; it’s so cool." With that, she laughed three times with a hint of pride. The beautiful man with long hair whispered, "This woman is crazy."

Murong Xiaobai thought inwardly that he could see through her.

The woman gave Jin a signal with her eyes; he quickly rushed forward and slapped at Murong Xiaobai, who dodged sideways. He then swept towards Murong Xiaobai’s legs, spinning around to deliver a whirlwind kick to his chest. Murong Xiaobai hurriedly withdrew his chest as that person pressed him back toward the edge of the cruise ship. In a moment of desperation, he simply reached out and hugged Mo Yao's leg while rotating it; Mo Yao cleverly opened up space for him as Xiaobai pounced from behind, whimpering, "Brother, you said you wouldn’t hit me again, but you did...

Kim's elbow pushed backward, pressing against Mo Xiaobai's chest. He said in a deep voice, "Let go!"

"No let go! Even if I die, I won't let go!" Mo Xiaobai shouted loudly and bit down hard on the man’s earlobe. Although his eyes could be deceived, his senses would never lie to him. He was one hundred percent sure that this person was Mo Yao.

The long-haired man whistled, roaring like an animal while the woman stared with wide eyes. The man seemed to have been electrocuted and pushed back harder causing Mo Xiaobai to keep retreating until he hit the wall of the cruise ship. He clutched his chest as it was where he had been injured today. This punch was especially vicious, focusing all its force on his chest; he felt like his rib bones might break.

Mo Xiaobai’s heart shattered into pieces as he looked at Mo Yao with a sense of grievance. The woman slapped him hard and held onto his head tightly, but after the battle with Mo Yao, Mo Xiaobai had learned to brace himself for such attacks. He managed to withstand it勉強撐住。Even Mo Jie and Mo Ye couldn’t match up to Mo Yao’s strength, let alone him who had been enduring this for so long. When the woman hit him, Mo Xiaobai’s legs weakened, causing him to fall onto the deck, his head spinning.

"Scum, I’ll step on you," the woman kicked Mo Xiaobai several times in a row. Mo Xiaobai curled up and avoided her kicks hitting vital areas. She had considerable strength and seemed to deliberately kick his ribs; it hurt so much that cold sweat broke out all over him.

The woman still didn’t feel satisfied, kicking him a few more times. The long-haired man felt rather regretful but dared not provoke this headstrong woman. He clapped his hands beside her and suggested that Mo Xiaobai might as well jump into the sea.

What made Mo Xiaobai most heartbroken was that Mo Yao just watched him being beaten up without intervening, which would have never happened in the past. His brother would’ve dismembered anyone who dared to hurt him. Now, he stood there and watched.

The only thing he felt lucky about was knowing for sure that Mo Yao wasn't dead; despite his sorrow, he still felt grateful. This sense of gratitude outweighed his heartbreak; otherwise, today would have truly broken his heart.

The long-haired man said, "Ah, stop it, or you might really kill him."

"So what if I do Who cares who he is when the sharks eat him" The woman replied.

Mo Xiaobai gave a cold laugh. "I can tell you who I am; I guarantee that once I die today, your family, your people, and even you will all be buried with me. If you don’t believe it, just try!"

If something happened to him, his fierce mother would castrate their entire family and feed them to the dogs, returning tenfold the pain they inflicted on her.

The princess was a fierce woman who kicked Mo Baixue and said, "Do you think I'm someone who can be scared off"

Moe Baixue groaned悶哼了一聲, the long-haired man said, "Forget it, forget it. We won't cause any trouble. We have matters to attend to in Rome; we shouldn't waste time with this person."

The woman looked at Jin and asked, "What do you think"

“It’s fine by me.”

Moe Baixue didn’t know how many times today he had felt heartbroken. Every time the woman spoke without him saying anything, his little heart would ache. The woman nodded and said to Jin, "Since that's the case, Jin, throw him into the sea so he can fend for himself."

Jin didn’t say a word; he picked up Xiaobai with one hand and threw him overboard like a plague victim before Xiaobai could say anything. The woman clapped her hands and shouted to set sail for Rome. The cruise ship quickly disappeared on the horizon of the sea.

Moe Baixue was immersed in the seawater, which made his wounds sting painfully and numbed his nerves. He almost lost all strength and sank to the bottom of the ocean. They were heading to Rome where his brother would also be, so he couldn’t die in this vast sea.

At the very least, he had to see his brother one last time.

Summoning an unknown courage, Moe Baixue kicked and swam upward. The cruise ship was already heading toward the pier.

The distance from here to the pier was ten kilometers; if there were no issues with his body, he could swim back without a problem. However, because of his serious injuries and lack of strength, it was impossible for him to do so. Not far ahead lay a shark-infested area; sharks in the water would be highly sensitive to blood scent. He had to climb onto the cruise ship at all costs.

He was only a hundred meters away from the cruise ship and managed to swim over with great effort, just barely making it up when he saw sharks thrashing in the sea below. Moe Baixue inwardly exclaimed how close he had come to danger and gritted his teeth as he stared straight ahead at the direction of the cruise ship.

Moe Baixue lay on deck to rest; since the fuel tank was damaged, the yacht couldn’t move. Mo Baixue called for help while informing Mo Chen about the number of that woman’s cruise ship. Wuduang and Mo Chen were both at home, so Moe Baixue asked them to keep an eye on this cruise ship. He said, “The boss might be on the cruise ship.”

He estimated the time, and they should be arriving at the pier.

Mochen immediately instructed Feng to pick up Mo Xiaobai upon receiving a call. He ordered his subordinates to temporarily halt all tasks, focusing instead on investigating the people aboard this cruise ship. Simultaneously, he dispatched six agents to head towards the pier...

When Feng located Mo Xiaobai based on Mocheng's coordinates, Mo Xiaobai was in a semi-conscious state, repeatedly calling out for Mo Yao's name with murmurs, his expression a mix of crying and laughing that tugged at one's heartstrings. Feng carried him onto the yacht; upon learning that something had happened to Bai, Mocheng instructed a doctor who accompanied them to treat Xiaobai immediately. The others secured the yacht to their own boat, but Feng felt regret as this yacht was expensive and could potentially be repaired despite sustaining damage.

"Brother, look at me, don't hit... just look at me."

"Brother, you're done for, you've hit me again, you really are done for..."

"Wah wah... why didn't you recognize me, wah wah..."

"It's good that you're still alive..."

Semi-conscious and delirious, Mo Xiaobai repeatedly called out for Mo Yao, alternating between crying and laughing. His personal physician was tempted to punch him; this boy clearly wanted sympathy—he could barely stand the beating but refused to lose consciousness, desperately wanting someone to feel pity.

Urban novel Mocheng and Wu Shuang were also startled by Xiaobai's condition. "Damn it, who could have beaten him up like that"

Feng shrugged and replied, "When I arrived, he was alone and in a semi-conscious state, with the yacht damaged as if it had undergone violent impact."

Wu Shuang gritted her teeth; Mo Xiaobai's condition was truly pitiful—his bones were cracked but not broken, his face battered and bruised. He looked heartbreakingly pathetic in every way. Yun had already returned with the intelligence. Mocheng and Wu Shuang temporarily put aside concerns about Xiaobai, heading to the briefing room.hat did you call me for""You don't need to find a place for her anymore. As an important new talent of the company, all expenses related to housing are provided by the company, including acquisition c...