Chapter 453: Saving People on the Island

Sheng Hanyu heard the gunshot and instantly sobered up.

He immediately shouted, "I am Sheng Hanyu, I am on the third floor..."

"Bang!"

Before his voice had even faded, the room door was kicked open. The bodyguards guarding his door rushed in, and without a word, they taped his mouth shut and tied him up.

It was chaotic outside.

Gunshots, sounds of fighting, and women's screams rang out all at once.

The sounds of fighting grew closer and closer; it was as if the people outside could rush in at any moment.

The bodyguards brought Sheng Hanyu into the Study, opened the door of the bookcase, and pushed hard inside; the partition within was actually another door, and on the other side of that door was a secret passage.

"Get in."

The bodyguards shoved Sheng Hanyu, pushed him into the secret passage, and then left through the passage.

The police finally rushed into the room where Sheng Hanyu had been held, but the room was empty!

Something was wrong.

Everyone had heard Sheng Hanyu's shouting just now, but where had the person gone?

Soon, someone discovered the secret passage, and the police crawled in and began to pursue.

The north side of the Island.

The bodyguards escorted Sheng Hanyu as they emerged from the secret passage; Zhu Yiwen was already on the boat.

Zhu Yiwen was wearing pajamas, which showed how extremely hurried he had been when he came out.

He was furious and shouted to the bodyguards, "Quick, hurry up and bring him on board."

This was preparation to flee.

Sheng Hanyu knew he could not be taken away by him again; Zhu Yiwen was now at the end of his rope, and if he were taken away by him this time, it would be even harder to escape in the future.

He struggled and refused to board the boat, and the shouting behind him grew closer and closer.

"Zhu Yiwen, you have been surrounded by us. Releasing the hostage immediately is your only way out."

"People on the Island, listen up. It is not too late to put down your weapons now; we guarantee we will let bygones be bygones..."

The police shouted through a megaphone, but in reality, they had not discovered where the people were; they were just putting on a show.

"Bang!"

Someone could not hold their nerve, and in a state of extreme panic, actually fired a shot in the direction of the shouting!

This person was just too afraid and wanted to fire a warning shot at those preparing to surrender.

But they unintentionally exposed their position.

Zhu Yiwen was furious: "Bastard, you must be a mole."

He stepped forward and "plop," stabbed a Dagger into the bodyguard's chest. The man slowly collapsed, and as he fell, his expression was the same as A Qing's—filled with disbelief and despair.

Just like A Qing, this person killed by Zhu Yiwen's own hand was also someone who had been loyal to him!

"You all watch, this is the end for those who betray me!"

Zhu Yiwen warned his subordinates with bloodshot eyes.

The bodyguards shoved Sheng Hanyu again, forcibly bringing him onto the boat, and at this moment, the pursuers arrived.

Zhu Yiwen grabbed Sheng Hanyu, held the Dagger across his neck, and shouted to the police, "Don't come any closer! If you take one more step forward, I will kill him immediately."

No one dared to step forward, but people did not retreat either; the two sides were in a standoff.

"Zhu Yiwen, you cannot escape. Release the hostage immediately!" Several pitch-black gun barrels were aimed at him.

"Dream on! If you don't let me go, I will perish together with him." Zhu Yiwen roared with bloodshot eyes.

He knew he was finished.

He had tried every possible way to wash his reputation clean, and after so much effort, it had all become a bubble.

Damn police, they actually found their way to the Island!

All of Zhu Yiwen's secrets were here; if this place was discovered, it signaled that he would never have a chance to turn things around.

He was not stupid; he would not be naive enough to actually put down his weapons and raise his hands in surrender.

"Start the boat, start the boat immediately." Zhu Yiwen held Sheng Hanyu hostage and ordered his subordinates.

The motor roared, and the speedboat sped away.

"Pursue."

The police immediately drove their speedboats in pursuit.

It was unknown how long they had been chasing on the sea; the dark night gradually receded, and a touch of brightness rose in the east.

Sheng Hanyu was thrown onto the deck, unconscious.

The speedboat drifted aimlessly on the sea—it was out of fuel!

At first, they had run very fast, relying on their familiarity with these waters and the cover of night to quickly shake off the pursuers, but before they could be happy for long, they discovered a very serious matter: the speedboat did not have enough fuel.

Now they could only wait, wait to encounter a passing fishing boat or some other vessel, and buy some fuel from their boat to continue on.

Everyone was cold and hungry, and their moods were also very low.

These people were like birds startled by the mere twang of a bowstring; they hoped to see a boat immediately so they could end this life of fear and anxiety sooner.

Yet they were also worried that if they saw a boat sailing over, it would be coming to pursue them!

Sheng Hanyu's head had been gashed when he fell, and it was still bleeding, but no one bandaged him.

People were barely able to save themselves; no one had the heart to care about him.

Besides, the reason he had gashed his head was because he had tried to snatch Zhu Yiwen's knife, but was knocked unconscious by a bodyguard from behind, which caused him to fall.

It is all because of Sheng Hanyu that they have fallen into this predicament.

If it weren't for him, the police wouldn't have tracked them to the island, causing them to flee in such a panic now.

Zhu Yiwen really wanted to kill Sheng Hanyu with a single blade, but in the end, reason overcame impulse.

Sheng Hanyu cannot be killed; he must be kept alive.

Sheng Hanyu is their Hushunfu; with a hostage in hand, even if the police catch up, they wouldn't dare do anything to them.

The sun leaped out from the horizon; the golden sun was extremely beautiful.

But no one was appreciating the beautiful sunrise; under the anxiety, some people were already unable to hold on.

"Are we going to die at sea? Boo-hoo, I don't want to die. I haven't even seen my daughter born yet. I want to go back, I don't want to die..."

Sadness is very easily contagious.

Once one person started complaining, others immediately chimed in: "If I had known, I should have stayed home and not come out to work. I haven't earned much money, but I'm losing my life here; it's not worth it at all."

"Who's to say it isn't? I want to go home too."

Zhu Yiwen's brows knitted into a knot.

If it were in the past, how would these people dare to speak like this in front of him?

As long as his subordinates showed even the slightest hint of dissatisfaction, they would be severely taught a lesson by A Qing.

But now the person who kept them in check is gone, so everyone dares to bare their fangs in front of Zhu Yiwen.

Zhu Yiwen is now starting to regret, regretting that he shouldn't have executed A Qing on a momentary impulse.

A Qing must have been framed; the real "traitor" is someone else.

He has realized it now, but it is already too late.

The few subordinates became more anxious as they spoke, and some even suggested surrendering!

"Brothers, shall we surrender? Let the coast guard save us. At worst, we'll just spend a few years in Prison. After a few years, we'll still be good men when we come out; it's better than waiting here to die."

"You dare?"

Zhu Yiwen pointed his gun at his head: "Try saying that again? I will blow your head off immediately."

"Boss, I was wrong. I won't say it, I won't say it."

Although this person yielded to his face, the idea of surrendering had already sprouted and would not easily fade away.

He secretly took out his phone and dialed...

"Bang!"

Zhu Yiwen blew the smoke rising from the muzzle and had someone throw the corpse into the sea.

He said coldly to the remaining people: "You all saw it; this is the consequence of betraying me. Now, throw all your phones into the sea, all of them."

Although reluctant, no one wanted to have their head blown off by a gun, so one by one, they took out their phones and threw them into the sea.

To appease everyone's emotions, Zhu Yiwen stood at the bow of the boat and delivered a speech: "Everyone, rest assured. Following me, Zhu Yiwen, will absolutely not be a mistake. Although we are having some temporary difficulties right now, these difficulties will pass very soon."

"I promise you all here: once we are safe, each of you will get a bonus of ten million, and then whether you continue to follow me or leave is entirely up to you!"