Chapter 128: Curran
"Why?" Yaha asked, somewhat surprised.
Summer Night briefly recounted what had happened to Chriss, and then told Yaha about her conjectures.
"It's really like something that the top management of 'Distant Ship Leasing' would do." "I don't really like Chrissy, but now I just want her to never die." β
Xia Ye grinned and said deliberately, "In case Chrissy is really dead, I'm afraid I'll have to work with the current executives...... How? Aren't you happy? β
"......" Yaha did not say a word.
"You still want to avenge Momo, right?"
Yaha was silent for a while before she slowly spoke, "Yes." Actually, I don't hate them for bankrupting me, after all, I did wreck a ship, and who would believe my nonsense under normal circumstances? They can send a debt collection team to hunt me down, or they can raid my home, but why don't they even let Momo go...... They've gone too far.
"Momo is indeed just a pet, but to me, she is also a human being, and they caused Momo's death. Now that I have a chance, of course I want them to die, to pay for their lives, and that's fair, isn't it? β
"It's fair indeed." Summer Night smiled, "Don't worry, Captain Yaha, I'll try to let them die." β
"Thank you......" Yaha whispered, and then asked, "So what are you going to do when you go back to Debussota first?" β
"At least get the picture straight. If the 'long-distance charter' is as I expected, as soon as I return to Debussota, they will probably send someone to find me, and I will see what they are doing now, and what their goals are next, and it would be better to find out these things before you return to port. When you drag that big beluga whale back to Debussota, it is estimated that the news will spread immediately, but maybe other variables will arise. β
"I see." Yahab nodded, "I'll let you know in advance when it's almost time to get to Debussota." β
She paused for a moment and added, "When you arrive at Debussota, please be careful......"
"I'll be careful." Xia Ye smiled and said, "Besides, even if I encounter any danger, you will transform into a 'Red Knight' to come and save me, right?" Captain Yaha~"
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"Click, click, click, click, click......"
The petite girl sat in a large leather chair, reloading the prosthetic hand resting on her lap with ammunition one by one.
This is a doll-like girl, with a delicate and lovely face, eyes that are jewel-like tee, long silky light gray hair meticulously groomed, neat bangs covering a full forehead, and a large bow tied with a black ribbon lying cutely on the top of her head.
She wore a black lolita dress, which was gorgeous and calm. The waist of the skirt was tied tightly, but the skirt below bloomed like petals, and under the skirt, the round thighs wrapped in translucent black silk were brought together, and because the leather chair was too high, the petite girl's toes could not reach the ground, and the slender and straight calves hung in the air, gently swaying one after the other.
"Click-"
The girl finally loaded the last of the ammunition, and she pulled the bolt on the ground in her prosthetic hand to load the ammunition. The prosthetic hand was old and rugged in appearance, the opposite of the girl's delicate and gorgeous style, it was made entirely of metal, and its weight was heavy, crushing the rounded shape of the girl's thighs.
The loaded girl still had her head down, her fingertips slowly stroking over the prosthetic hand, the white fingers forming a strong contrast with the dark metal shell, she seemed to be thinking about something, her eyes seemed to be on the prosthetic hand, and it seemed to pass through it, and fell somewhere else.
It wasn't until a long time later that the girl looked up again.
In front of her was a square with potholes in the ground.
She didn't sit indoors.
Although this chair usually rests in the girl's office, today, she has had it moved here, and she sits here, waiting for waves of "visitors".
"Chairman Curran, it's the first time I've seen it, and the chairman himself is a thug."
An unrecognizable voice came from a tall witch with a silver mask that obscured her countenance. Ever since Curran sat here, she had been standing next to the Taipan chair for most of the day.
"If you're tired of standing, I can ask someone to bring a chair." Said the doll-like gray-haired teenage girl.
"No, I'll just stand. But you, are you going to sit here all the time and beat all those debt collection teams by yourself? β
"That's what I intended."
The girl was still looking ahead when she spoke, and most of the large and small pits in the square came from her.
"I told those suppliers yesterday that don't believe those rumors, that 'Far Ship Leasing' is not bankrupt yet, and we will definitely pay them before the deadline. But since they didn't believe it, and hired a debt collection team to come over, I had no choice but to run them all away. β
"They hire a debt collection team, you can also find a bounty hunter, why do you have to do it yourself." The masked witch said helplessly.
Curran glanced at her, "You also need Moor's to hire people." It's not that you don't know the current situation of 'long-distance boat leasing', you can save a little is a little, my employees are still working hard to save the company, and I, the chairman, since no one is willing to talk to me about business, the only role is not to beat those vultures away? β
"Since you insist on this, I can't help it." The Masked Witch sighed, "Then be careful, but don't die." β
"What? Will you still care about me? The girl curled the corners of her mouth slightly.
"I'm afraid that if you die, 'Far Ship Leasing' will really go bankrupt, and my investment will be wasted."
"Don't worry." Curran said, "'Far Ship Rental' is like my daughter, I'm not like that bastard of Chrissy, I will never let it go bankrupt, even if I die...... Oh, there's another guest. β
Four witches, riding broomsticks, flew into the square with a whistling whistle, and jumped down a few dozen meters from Curran.
They looked in amazement at everything in front of themβthe crater-riddled ground, a large chair that should have been in the office, and on which sat a beautiful one-armed girl with a dark prosthetic hand lying across her lap. Behind her, the old office building of the Far Ship Rental was quietly crawling, like a dying beast.
The maiden saw them, too. She picked up the prosthetic hand resting on her thigh, aimed the end at her left shoulder, and "clicked" it on.
Then, she jumped out of the chair and slowly approached the four witches.
Boom β
The thunder suddenly exploded overhead, and in the gloomy sky, it rained in the blink of an eye, and huge raindrops fell densely, smashing on the metal shell of the prosthetic hand one after another, splashing in all directions.
In the sound of the rainstorm, the girl slowly spoke: "Debt collection team? β
"Yes......"
"Which company commissioned it?"
"Ander Seiko."
"I see." The girl bowed her head slightly, "Don't waste time, let's make a quick decision." β
Soon, explosions several times louder than thunder came out of the square one after another.
(End of chapter)