Chapter 157 If you don't fight, you don't know each other

Fell. Nanke pointed to a picture on the large computer screen and said, "Is this the ship you saw on the coast last night?"

Locke looked at the screen. On the screen is a large yacht with an open-air swimming pool, which looks quite luxurious. Its color is silver gray, but it is a little white.

To Locke's surprise, he saw that there were some people on the yacht, men and women. Although they couldn't see their faces clearly, they looked like military police and had guns in their hands. The yacht was surrounded by some small ships. Those ships are also full of military police with guns, or the navy, and the two sides seem to be engaged in a gunfight.

Locke nodded first, and then shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Phil. Nanke asked puzzledly.

Locke shrugged his shoulders and said, "Although the shape and color of the hull are very similar, I always feel that what I see should be a freighter, not a yacht. Besides, who will be in the mood to take a yacht for a ride on the sea in such bad weather? Unless he doesn't want to live."

"It's because of the bad weather that it's easier to deviate from the course!" Phil. Nanke said to himself. First, he was lost in thought, and then asked strangely, "Why do you think it's a cargo ship instead of a yacht?"

"Well, because I smelled a strange smell, which is unpleasant, similar to the smell of car tires, but it is very strong."

The smell of car tires? The smell of tires..." Phil. Nanke said to himself, and his amber eyes lit up. He suddenly grabbed Locke's arm and shouted eagerly, "So, you saw the 'Lena'. Unexpectedly, your nose is more genius than my wolf dog Turin! There is a shortage of strange people like you in the gang. You can join my organization. I'll let you be the head of the gang. If you don't want to be the head of the gang, you can also be the president of the group company. As long as you are willing to stay, the position is up to you.

Unexpectedly, I was compared with the wolf dog. I am the god of death. Who is the master and president? Locke was extremely dissatisfied with Phil. Nanke's proposal sneered.

Locke raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "I'm a good law-abiding citizen. If you are a young man, don't try to drag me into the water."

"You... why are you so stubborn? My organization is not as you think. I am one of the largest shareholders of the Ford Foundation. I donate $500 million to Africa every year as a charity fund for the cause of peace..."

"Don't put gold on your face. Do you think I don't understand? You did *'s business. Shouldn't you be donating money while selling arms to others? I think the wars in some countries should be provoked by the arms you transported, right? Even if you are a shareholder of a foundation, it's just a legal coat you put on yourself, and the purpose is not to make it easier for you to engage in illegal activities? Locke was aggressive and almost hit the nail on the head and poked Phil. Nanke's pain.

"How dare you... challenge my bottom line? You really annoy me!" Phil. Nanke bullied him, but his white hand like an eagle's claw locked Locke's throat. He gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "You are so eager to die, aren't you? It seems that if I don't complete you, I will be too petty."

Locke knows that he has indeed taken Phil. Nanke was annoyed and achieved his goal. A malicious smile like a conspiracy flashed in his eyes. Locke no longer paid attention to him, simply closed his eyes, and waited to hear the sound of a "click" and his neck being twisted.

So, why did Locke insist on Phil? What about Nanke going down? He really wants to die. He wants to get rid of the current physical shackles and enter a different world to find Pluto in the form of soul energy. He wanted to ask Pluto to send himself back through time and space, because he wanted to go back to the 18th century.

Locke waited for a long time, but there was no uncomfortable reaction, so he had to open his eyes. The red eyes met the amber pupils. Locke was surprised to find that Phil. Nanke was staring at himself.

An evil smile opened on Locke's face: "Is there an extra scar on my face, but it's more beautiful? You can't bear to strangle me?"

The amber eyes hurriedly removed from Locke's face.

Fell. Nanke suddenly stuttered: "What...what is this? I... I just feel like I've seen you somewhere."

Locke said coldly: "I've seen it, of course I've seen it. On that ship, if it hadn't been for my hero to save the beauty, you wouldn't have..."

"You..."

Fell. Nanke was so angry that he couldn't speak. He sat down in front of the office desk and sighed, "Well, I know you're still angry with me. Yes, I'm too selfish. It's my fault. I shouldn't have left you alone and ran away. As a result, you were disfigured. Don't worry, I will invite the world's most famous plastic surgeon to give you plastic surgery, and I will definitely catch those pirates to vent my anger on you.

"Ha ha, who said I was angry, not only was I not angry, but also thanked you. Although I don't know how this face is ruined, it's better to be ruined than to be eaten tofu by a man.

"You..." Phil. Nanke was so angry that he couldn't speak again. He had already heard it, and Locke sarcasticly satirized him.

Locke glanced at Phil. Nanke glanced at him and continued to sarcasticly, "I don't understand. You are a powerful gang boss and a famous arms dealer. You have so many killers or bodyguards, and you will be caught by a beard. Tut-tut, it's so puzzling!"

"Alas!" Phil. Nanke sighed, "Think of me, Phil. Nanke, a figure who was even helpless by the FBI, fell into the hands of a fledgling bearded pirate and almost ruined his innocence. Who let me recite..."

"Puffing", Locke laughed, "Is it just you who dare to say you are innocent? The smell of copper!" Locke misunderstood and didn't understand what he meant.

Fell. Nanke blushed and said, "Forget, let's not talk about it. I just hope you can keep a secret for me and don't say it. What a shameful it would be if the brothers in the gang know."

Locke glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, I'm not a long-tongued woman, so I'm too lazy to chew my tongue. However, I want to know one thing. Since you are also on that ship, you should have seen me. At that time, I was seriously injured. Was I beaten by those people? Locke wants to know the reason why he lost his magic power. If he was beaten by pirates, he would not let them go.

"Ha ha, you fell from the sky, your life is so great! Do you know that there is an iron anchor next to you, which is only a few centimeters away from penetrating you. Originally, the pirates thought you were dead and wanted to throw you into the sea. It was the black man who didn't want you to die, so he asked his men to splash water to wake you up. Phil. Nanke laughed. His mouth couldn't beat Locke, and he finally had such an opportunity to find a little psychological balance.

"Oh, so that's it." Locke understands. My guess is really right. The divine power was lost when traveling through time and space.

"So, what are you asking me to see what this ship is for?" Locke wondered.

Fell. Nanke turned his eyes, pointed to the picture on the screen and said, "Take a good look at the few people in the photo. Maybe they are the friends you want to save. As long as you join my organization, I will send someone to save your friend. Even if he is squatting in the FBI prison, I can help you get him out. He dug out his mind and wanted to pull Locke into the gang.

"No, the people I want to save are not in this century. If you can help me go back to the 18th century, after I save people, I may get on your thief ship as soon as I am in a good mood." Locke laughed. In fact, he was joking. He deliberately let Phil. Nanke is embarrassed and wants to make Phil. Nanke gave up the idea of pulling him into the gang.

"That's what you said. You can't go back on it. A gentleman's words are hard to catch up with!"

What surprised Locke was Phil. Nanke actually agreed, and he looked confident.

"No way?" Locke smiled and said, "Do you really have a way for me to go back to the 18th century? Listen, it's the 18th century, 1706.

"I can't help it, but my friend has a way." Phil. Nanke smiled strangely, "Don't mention the 18th century, even 10,000 years ago, or 10,000 years later, he has a way to let you go back."

Locke's heart pounded. Is his friend Miller? So, I will see Miller soon.

"What's your friend's name? Can you take me to see him?" Locke shouted anxiously.

"I don't know his name, and I can't take you to see him." Phil. Nanke refused.

"Why?" Locke asked in surprise.

"Because he is a ghost."

"What, ghost? Are you joking like this?" Locke was very surprised, because he had been a god of death. He knew that ghosts were also dead souls, and mortals could not see the souls of death with their naked eyes.

"I didn't lie to you. He is indeed a ghost. In the sea in front of him on the left, there will be fog on the sea when he appears. He is driving a ghost ship, and the crew on his ship are skeleton soldiers.

"Ha ha," Locke laughed a few times, "The ghost who can sail, don't you watch Pirates of the Caribbean too much? You should be talking about the storyline in the movie.

"Believe it or not, I witnessed it with my own eyes." Phil. Nanke glanced at Locke and said, "When I was ten years old, the freighter my father and I took was sunk by the Southeast Asian Navy. When my father died, I fell into the ocean. Later, I saw a huge shadow floating in the water. I was sucked into the shadow. When I woke up, I saw ghosts and skeleton soldiers, who made all kinds of cutting-edge weapons that were not available on the ground in cities deep in the ocean..."

Deep in the ocean, the city? Is it the fallen Atlantis? Locke's heart boiled like a river, and he remembered Shura and Xue Lie in a different world. His tears almost didn't fall out.

"Do you really believe that there are ghosts in the world? Have you ever thought that they may be human beings from extraterreal planets? Locke asked. How he hopes for Phil. The ghost mentioned by Nanke is Miller.

"Of course, I have thought about it. I have also seen luminous bodies in and out of this sea. However, they are really ghosts, because they only have shadows and no bodies.

"What? Only shadow, no body?" Locke was terrranted. Although he has been a death and he knows that gods can incarnate, the incarnates of gods usually exist in entities. As the lizard man said, it should be reorganized by body molecules. If it turns into an invisible object such as smoke, there is no way to touch the entity, how can it make weapons?

Locke was puzzled. He had a headache, so he had to say, "Even if your friend is a ghost, how do you know that he has a way to let me go back to the 18th century?"

He said that he came from a distant past. I think that since he can come to the present, he will definitely go back to the past.

"Oh, so, will he help me?"

"I will, because he needs me. I provided the raw materials they need to make weapons."

"What, do you provide them with raw materials for making weapons?" Locke's eyes widened, "Aren't you afraid of attacking the earth with the weapons they made?"

"No, he said that he made weapons just to pay off debts. He said he owed a man."

It's so funny that ghosts also owe people. Locke muttered in his heart.

"So, how are you going to help me go back to the 18th century?" Locke didn't have time to think about anything else. He just wanted to go back to the 18th century before the gods. In order to stop Zeus' conspiracy, even if he has lost his divine power, he must try his best.

"Dudu", I haven't waited for Phil. Nanke replied that his mobile phone rang.

"I'll answer a phone first." Phil. After answering the phone, Nanke said with a surprised face, "Let's go, the opportunity for revenge has come."

"Revenge?" Locke didn't react. He didn't even know who he had a grudge against.

"You will understand when you see it."

In this way, the two young people on the bar temporarily forgot their unhappiness. The two walked happily to the hall.