If I ask you to simulate a crime, would you imitate a top thief?

The moment the muzzle of the gun was against his forehead, the red-haired man raised his hand tremblingly.

Chu Chen gave him a look, signaling him to put down the gun.

Seeing this, the red-haired man understood, and directly loosened his tightly gripped pistol and threw it on the deck!

Seeing this, the bullet screen in the live broadcast room has gone completely crazy!

One by one, it can't be stopped at all, it's dazzling, and in a blink of an eye it covers the entire live broadcast screen!

[Awesome! So awesome! ]

[Chu Shen's gun skills are really amazing! ]

[Textbook-like one-on-many actual combat, so pleasing to the eye! ]

[Haha, I am dying of laughter. What on earth were these people thinking? They actually managed to snatch the title from Chu Shen! ]

[Hmph, you are unlucky! ]

[Yeah, I feel that even if there are more people, they are no match for Chu Shen! ]

[Chu Shen: How is it? Are you surprised? Are you surprised? ]

[You guys are really dung beetles out looking for shit! ]

[I thought I met a fat sheep, but I didn't expect to be robbed by the thief! ]

[His shooting is so accurate. How many bullets does it take to feed such shooting skills! ]

[At least hundreds of thousands of rounds! ]

[Fuck, hundreds of thousands of rounds? ]

[Who said he is just a prospective college student? Who am I going to get angry with! ]

……

……

……

In the live broadcast room, there was a lot of discussion.

Various bullet comments, too much to handle.

After the red-haired man put down his gun, Chu Chen stared at him intently, and then gestured with the muzzle of the gun twice, signaling them to get off the boat.

Otherwise, he would not be polite.

The red-clothed man probably knew that he was definitely not Chu Chen's opponent, so he did not resist, and directly took those men and jumped into the sea with rolling and crawling!

After these guys jumped into the sea, Chu Chen went directly to the cab and rushed all the way to the Gulf of Aden according to the pre-planned plan.

No words along the way.

After more than ten hours of trekking!

In the early morning of the next day, Chu Chen finally caught up with his robbery target at the junction of the Arabian Sea and the Indian Ocean high seas-the Saudi Arabian Matuji!

This is a supertanker with a total weight of 300,000 tons!

It belongs to Saudi Hendry Shipping Company.

But this freighter has not been registered in the system of the International Maritime Organization. It is a veritable black tanker!

At the same time, it is also the target of Chu Chen's sixth robbery plan!

At present, the audience in the live broadcast room has been waiting in the live broadcast room for a whole night.

But their enthusiasm has not dissipated!

When seeing this oil tanker coming into view, many people couldn't help but launch a barrage:

[Fuck, Chu Shen is not going to rob this oil tanker this time? ]

[Robbery of oil tankers, no way? ]

[This level of oil tanker is probably not private, it should belong to some country! ]

[There is high energy ahead! Non-combatants please evacuate quickly! ]

[Awesome, is Chu Shen going to become a pirate? ]

[The main film begins, everyone stand up! ]

...

At the same time, just as the audience in the live broadcast room were talking about it, in the cockpit of the Matuji!

At this moment.

In the spacious and bright cockpit, the morning light is faint.

A burly middle-aged man with a long mustache is writing something at his desk.

The next second, the bald first mate who was steering the helm next to him suddenly said, "Captain, that fishing boat has been following us for a long time. Should we ask Thompson and others to find a way to deal with it?"

"Has it not left yet?" Captain Mustache raised his head and asked.

"No."

Hearing this, Captain Mustache decisively put down his pen, walked up to him, and looked at the surveillance screen under the rudder with his triangular eyes.

Before, he had discovered this fishing boat, but at first he did not take it seriously.

There are many fishing boats going out to sea to fish in the Gulf of Aden, so there is nothing strange about it.

But now, they have reached the high seas, why is this guy still following them?

Looking at the fishing boat on the surveillance screen, Abad stroked his mustache and said in confusion: "What the hell, what does this guy want to do?"

After he finished speaking, the first mate next to him said: "Isn't it a pirate?"

"Pirates? Which pirate dares to rob our ship? So, slow down the speed first and tell him to leave!"

"Yes!"

At Abad's order, the bald first mate immediately slowed down the speed of the tanker, and at the same time activated the loudspeaker and said loudly:

[This is the Matuji, we are executing

Confidential transport mission, unrelated ships please leave immediately, otherwise, the consequences will be at your own risk! 】

[This is the Matuji, we are carrying out a confidential transport mission, unrelated ships please leave immediately, otherwise, the consequences will be at your own risk! 】

[This is the Matuji, we are carrying out a confidential transport mission, unrelated ships please leave immediately, otherwise, the consequences will be at your own risk! 】

…

The sound from the loudspeaker spread far across the vast sea!

But the fishing boat behind them did not mean to leave, still following them closely, and getting closer and closer!

Seeing this, the bald first mate said to Abad again:

"Captain, this guy actually ignored our warnings directly, but followed us more and more closely!"

Hearing this, Abad shook his head, put on an extremely helpless expression, picked up the walkie-talkie and said casually: "Thompson, a fishing boat has been following us, find a way to deal with him!"

In a spacious single bedroom.

Abad's voice came from a white table.

There were many wine bottles and cigar butts on the table.

Hearing this, a burly white man in camouflage uniform, while smoking a cigar fiercely, slowly picked it up and put it to his mouth:

"What's going on, Captain."

"There is a blind guy following us. We have warned him, but it seems to be useless..." Abad's voice came out again from the intercom.

Hearing this, Thompson said lazily: "I know."

After responding, he pressed the talk button of the intercom again, and then continued:

"Andrew, please reply if you receive it."

At the same time, a group of white mercenaries also wearing camouflage uniforms were playing Texas Hold'em in a lounge next to the deck.

When Thompson's voice came out, a white man in a turban immediately picked up the intercom and said, "I'm here, Boss."

Thompson: "Captain Abad said that there is a guy following our ship. Give him a warning and let him leave!"

"Understood."

Putting down the intercom, he threw the poker in front of him directly onto the table, and then said to the others, "Wait for me to come back and continue."

After saying that, he grabbed the sniper rifle next to him, strode out of the lounge and came to the deck.

Then, he randomly found a sniper position, turned on the scope, and searched on the wide sea...

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