Soon, Zhang Meng and Xiaohui led a team to the side of the salvage ship.
"Should we let them come up? Or just kill them directly?" Tiger asked, touching a scar that ran across his left hand.
This was his habit; whenever he felt the urge to kill, he would subconsciously touch this scar.
"Let them come up." Marlin Jackson thought for a moment and said, "It's better to talk first, and taking action on the ship won't cause too much chaos, especially since we still need to salvage the gold."
"Alright." Tiger smirked.
Quickly, Zhang Meng and Xiaohui boarded the ship.
Of course, they were immediately held at gunpoint once they were on board.
Xiaohui's people were also pointing guns at the crew from their boat below.
Xiaohui followed Zhang Meng, feeling very puzzled.
Why did they insist on boarding the ship?
Wasn't this just walking into a trap?
Just then, he heard Zhang Meng speak, "Who's in charge?"
