Miss Qiao Er temporarily instructed Li Xing to prepare, and a lot of things for eating, drinking and having fun on the cruise ship were prepared, but the security personnel did not bring more, mainly because they were afraid that these masters would not have fun, so they did not move the crowd.

But who would have thought that on the high seas there would be someone intercepting the ship, not a pirate.

Before the people who came to report had finished speaking, a group of people in military uniforms rushed in, each with a machine gun in their hands, and surrounded the four people who were playing mahjong.

It is clear that they are going to fold today.

A Fu Yanci who doesn't know kung fu, a half-hung Song Wensheng, plus a pregnant woman, Shao Rongqian can't do these soldiers with submachine guns even if he has three heads and six arms.

It's just that I don't know the identity of the other party.

The four of them looked at each other, Fu Yanci and Shao Rongqian were as calm and relaxed, Miss Qiao Er was secretly fiddling with her mobile phone, she could accurately send out a distress message without looking at the screen, but Young Master Song was a little flustered, he had never seen this kind of battle, and his palms were a little sweaty.

"Who are you?" Shao Rongqian still sat in his chair and asked in English.

The big-nosed and blue-eyed guys were all waiting for each other, all holding their breath and pointing guns at the four of them, refusing to say a word.

Obviously, they were waiting for someone to come.

Soon, a teasing voice came in, with a light-hearted joke: "When did you enjoy it so much, such a luxurious cruise ship......"

Before he finished speaking, the person who came was stunned, obviously not expecting that the people surrounded by him would be Mr. Shao and the four of them, looking at each other for a while, Zhou Zhaocai was surprised: "Why are you?" ”

The tense nerves of the four people relaxed, and it was Miss Qiao Er who spoke first: "I should ask you this, what are you ......?"

"Hey, arrest someone, I guess I leaked the news and escaped again." Zhou Zhao waved his hand, looking indifferent, and gave a few more orders to one of the soldiers, and then those 'fierce gods' went out with a hula.

"Arrest whom?" Miss Qiao Er was curious.

Mr. Shao and Fu Yanci glanced at each other, and the two of them seemed to have guessed something, but they tacitly didn't ask more.

Zhou Zhao waved his hand: "It's nothing, it's just a trivial matter, then again, why don't you call me when you come out to play, don't you treat me as a friend?" ”

Obviously, Zhou Zhao didn't want to say much about the purpose of this trip, and it was not a trivial matter to be so excited just now.

Miss Qiao Er was not blind, and when she saw what Zhou Zhao meant, she didn't ask any more, but only replied jokingly: "Who knew that you were in the port area, we all thought that you were 'eating and drinking' in Beijing, how dare you bother Zhou Gongzi?" ”

"You're squeezing me again." Zhou Zhao snorted, walked in while talking, pulled a chair not far away, sat down next to Miss Qiao Er, stared at her mahjong tiles carefully, and groaned, "Well, good cards." ”

"Not bad, right? If you hadn't made trouble, I might have been a fool. Miss Qiao Er joked with Zhou Zhao.

The other three people saw that Miss Qiao Er was so familiar with Zhou Zhao, their eyes and noses, and their noses and hearts, and they didn't say much when they had ghosts in their hearts, but Mr. Shao's face was not very good-looking.

"It's getting late, let's be here today." Mr. Shao threw the mahjong tiles he was holding in his hand on the card table with a 'clang', and then got up to look at Miss Qiao Er.

The meaning is already obvious.