Fishermen's live stream: Twelve bodies were retrieved at the start.

Lin Mo frowned as he listened to the increasingly absurd argument between the two.

One person, one foot.

"Aww!"

"Ouch!"

The two crew members who were still arguing were instantly kicked and rolled away, clutching their buttocks and grimacing, but they dared not utter another word.

The ship became quiet instantly.

Lin Mo clapped his hands and looked back at the approaching gray ship, his eyes completely calm.

At this point, Henry's ship had caught up to within 100 meters of the Wavebreaker.

From this distance, he could even see the calm expression on Lin Mo's face.

"Lin Mo!"

Henry picked up the megaphone and roared with all his might, his voice becoming sharp and distorted with anger.

"I recognize you! Give us back our underwater detector!"

"And our underwater vehicles! Those are not things you fishermen should touch!"

His voice echoed across the sea, filled with an unquestionable command and a sense of superiority.

Before Lin Mo could speak, Lin Siyu, who was beside him, couldn't help but speak up.

She took two steps forward, crossed her arms, and looked at Henry on the opposite boat with great interest.

That look in his eyes was like looking at a monkey jumping around in a zoo.

"Oh, who do we have here?"

Lin Siyu's voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly transmitted throughout the entire live broadcast room through the live broadcast microphone that Lin Mo had clipped to his collar.

"Isn't that Captain Henry?"

"What's wrong? You've switched from the 10,000-ton destroyer to this little sampan?"

She glanced up and down at Henry's small boat and clicked her tongue twice.

"Your demotion came a bit too quickly. Was the gift you gave me last time too extravagant?"

"Your boss felt bad about it, so he specially changed your job to something easier?"

"Speaking of which, we really have to thank you, Captain Henry."

"If it weren't for your generosity, where would we have gotten so many good things?"

Lin Siyu's words were sarcastic and cutting.

Every word hit Henry's sore spot precisely.

His chest heaved violently, and his knuckles turned white from gripping the megaphone so tightly.

"You...you shut up!"

He practically spat out those words through clenched teeth.

Lin Siyu shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"What? Did I say something wrong? Weren't those things 'given' to us by you?"

"puff……"

Seeing Henry's expression, as if he were about to have a heart attack from anger, Su Wanzheng couldn't help but laugh.

Although she didn't know what had happened before, she understood what was going on.

The furious foreigner in front of them was the same "traitor" who had previously "sent" Lin Mo and his group a bunch of high-tech gadgets.

Lin Mo then slowly began to speak.

He looked at Henry with an expression that was almost cruelly calm.

"Captain, are you mistaken about something?"

"We are fishermen, we make our living from the sea."

"What we pull up from the sea is our spoils of war; that's the rule since ancient times."

He paused, then changed the subject, his eyes becoming playful.

"What, are you saying you want to steal our spoils?"

Su Wanzheng whispered to Lin Siyu from the side.

"Why didn't they just buy it? Stealing it is piracy, isn't it?"

Lin Siyu glanced at her and chuckled softly, "Maybe they think their reputation is more important than money."

Henry, on the other side, was clearly blinded by rage.

To him, Lin Mo's words were nothing short of a blatant provocation.

He no longer cared that this was the territorial waters of the Dragon Kingdom.

They didn't care that their small boat, weighing only a few hundred tons, was nothing compared to the other side's fishing boat, which weighed over two thousand tons.

His only thought right now was to tear this guy named Lin Mo to shreds, boat and all!

"So what if I rob you!"

Henry roared in despair.

"I'm going to rob you today!"

"Hand over the stuff! Or I'll sink your wrecked ship!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the crew members behind him changed.

Has the captain gone mad?

Are we going to use our small bodies to bump into people?

Isn't that like an egg hitting a rock?

However, Henry was completely out of control.

Little did he know that these were the very words Lin Mo had been waiting for.

The calm on Lin Mo's face vanished instantly, replaced by the excitement of a hunter watching his prey fall into a trap.

He suddenly raised his voice and announced loudly to the crew and the live broadcast camera.

"Did you all hear that?"

"Everyone heard it!"

"He said it himself, he's going to rob us!"

"They blatantly robbed our fishing boats in our territorial waters!"

"In that case, everything we do from now on..."

A cold smile curved Lin Mo's lips.

"All of these are legitimate self-defense!"

The moment he finished speaking, he turned around abruptly and gave an order to the crew behind him.

This included an order that sent chills down the spines of millions of viewers in the live stream.

"Unboxing!"

"Bring out all the fishing gear we pulled up last time!"

The crew members were taken aback at first, then their faces lit up with fervent excitement.

"Alright, Captain!"

Several strong and burly crew members responded, their faces filled with barely suppressed excitement, as if they were going to a grand party.

They strode quickly toward one side of the deck, where several inconspicuous dark green iron boxes were piled up.

These boxes are usually covered with waterproof tarpaulins, so no one would guess what's inside.

"Click! Click!"

Several crisp sounds of metal latches popping open rang out.

The lid of the box was suddenly flung open.

Under the sunlight, the neatly stacked items inside the box plunged the live stream room into a deathly silence.

That's not a fishing net.

It's not a cable either.

Instead, they were rows of automatic rifles gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen!

The dark muzzle, the sharply angled gun barrel, and the neatly arranged magazines next to it.

This is hardly fishing gear.

This is a fucking armory!

"What...what the hell?"

After a three-second pause, the live stream chat exploded with unprecedented frenzy.

"I'm dumbfounded! I'm really dumbfounded! Someone tell me this isn't special effects!"

"Mr. Mo! You call this fishing gear? You use it to catch fish? To hunt whales?!"

"Physical fishing is the most deadly!"

Henry: I just came to ask for a few detectors, do you really need to bring out the Italian cannon?

"Hey bro, stop criticizing it. This is clearly made in China."

"A genuine M4A1! Master Mo is using their weapon to slap them in the face!"

On the deck of the Breaking Waves, each crew member already had one.

Although the movements were not exactly standard, he skillfully slammed the magazine in with a "click" and pulled the bolt.

The crisp sound of metal clashing was heard exceptionally clearly on the sea surface.

The muzzles of more than a dozen automatic rifles were all pointed at the direction of Henry's small boat.

On the other side, Henry and his crew were completely petrified.

The arrogance and anger on their faces seemed to be frozen in time, like a scene frozen in time.

The few pistols in their hands looked so small, pitiful, and helpless against the backdrop of the dozen or so long guns opposite them.