Soon Eric used the loudspeaker on the pier to publicize the typhoon's imminent arrival.

The fishermen who were still working on the beach have packed up their things, tied up their boats and went straight home.

Those boats working offshore have also sailed back, lest they be swept into the waves and killed by the typhoon.

Just now there was a very lively dock, and in a moment it was cold, no half-hearted movement.

That's not all.

Rupert's gaze was fixed dead on the giant abandoned ship.

Just when the whole person was about to stare into the lookout, he finally saw the appearance of that familiar figure.

Anna!

Anna, who was covered in blood, was being carried out by two men, her mouth still open and closed, as if she was saying something.

Seeing this, Rupert's eyes swelled up and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

the hell did they do

that." Rupert suddenly turned his head and said toward Eric next to

"Give what ah, hey, Mr. Robertson, that is my gun, Mr. Robertson?Mr. Robertson you calm down, you do not

listen to anything else, and with his

Anna outside, when they suddenly saw a man approaching and became a bit

and what is that

not a gun,

had been raised and

out of his mind and immediately went

behind Anna,

her, "How did you ...... you get here, don't shoot me,

let you die now." Rupert's eyes were scarlet, and his voice was

tears, "We didn't tie her up in the first place, boss, explain to him, I'm only thirty years old,

live to a hundred and one?"

a pause before he spoke, "Rupert you calm down, they are not

stopped for a

you?" Rupert

head, "Of course not, this is really my little

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