After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 1648

Chapter 1648: Chapter 1652: Where Is the Girl You Captured?

He knew that his death this time was inevitable. Compared to his comrades who died in a coma, his death was destined to be more painful and terrifying, and before that, he would have to endure endless torment.

These things, Leng Zirui naturally wouldn’t care.

When the yacht was moving autonomously, he rummaged around the boat and found a diving suit in the storeroom, put it on, and stuffed the gun and fake key inside. Leng Zirui glanced at the waterproof watch on his wrist and returned to the control room.

The map showed he was not far from the opponent’s ship. Turning off the lights on the yacht, Leng Zirui continued forward, feeling his way in the dark.

Until he saw that medium-sized yacht on the distant sea, he immediately stopped the engine, submerged in the water, and quietly swam toward that yacht.

Under the cover of night, Leng Zirui quietly approached the yacht.

On the boat, although there were people on the deck on lookout, more of their attention was on boats on the sea, not noticing someone silently approaching in the water.

Grabbing the ropes on the side of the boat, he carefully climbed onto the yacht. Leng Zirui raised his hand to cover the mouth and nose of the man in front of him who was about to light a cigarette, deftly drew a knife and pressed it against the man’s throat, dragging him to a concealed corner.

He turned off the man’s earpiece and then asked, "Where is the girl you captured?! Tell me quickly, or I’ll kill you!"

The man spat out a few clumsy phrases in Mandarin, "...lower...lower deck!"

With a flick of the wrist, Leng Zirui ruthlessly slit his throat.

The man shuddered violently. He forcefully covered the man’s mouth and nose, preventing him from making a noise, until he showed no movement at all. Only then did Leng Zirui release his hold on the man and dragged him into a dimly lit room behind him.

A moment later, when he came back out, the diving suit was already off, leaving only a stylish pair of combat trousers and a black T-shirt. He had also put on the boots of the man he had just killed.

Equipping himself with the man’s sunglasses and earpiece, Leng Zirui casually stuffed the gun he had scavenged into his pocket, then stealthily made his way toward the lower deck.

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