The American Scripture

The snowy lamppost shone on the yacht. Nixon used to be a member of the Coast Guard. He knew the rules and knew Zhen Fan’s ability. He was afraid that he would be offended by him, so he signaled Zhen Fan not to resist, and summoned people to come. On the deck, he whispered to Zhen Fan: "If it's a routine inspection, then nothing will happen. Did anyone with you bring contraband? If so, quietly throw it into the sea."

"No, these few of us didn't bring anything!" Zhen Fan said with some doubts, "Why did you come to us? I think they seem to have come prepared!"

"It is estimated that what information was received and then dispatched. Maybe we happened to be within the scope of their information. Just a coincidence. Don't worry, I will negotiate with them later. You and Mr. Cheng are celebrities, so... they don't Will move rashly. If it is not the target ship, they will not move rashly!"

"I see, I try not to do it!" Zhen Fan sighed. Facing the public power, it is better to do more than to do less. He does not want to push the entire government to the opposite of his own. Of course... if they do not follow the rules, He doesn't follow the rules. He has many ways to make the evidence to his advantage.

The ship approached. It was a standard patrol boat for the Coast Guard. They kept the lights on, and then the patrol boat hooked up Zhen Fan’s yacht. Someone climbed over there, all of which were heavily armed. Guard members, they are holding weapons. Climb over one by one with a suspended ladder.

"What should we do?" Fei Bingbing's face turned pale, and his body was shaking. It was the first time that she experienced such a scene. She was leaning against Zhen Fan as much as possible, but she was wrapped around her shoulder with one hand. A warm stream of heat spread from the shoulders, flowing all over the body, so that his emotions were constantly stabilized.

Cheng Hu also looked at Zhen Fan. He could see that these people did come prepared, and unless they were blind, they knew that they would not let Zhen Fan's yacht leave easily.

A total of about twenty fully armed Coast Guard members arrived. One of them was in the head, and he could be seen as a lieutenant, in a dark blue uniform. Wearing a black bulletproof suit, a helmet, sunglasses, a tactical bag and an automatic rifle. He took off his sunglasses. Then looking at Nixon, who was walking towards him, frowned.

"I'm Maguire Nixon, the captain of this yacht. Are you in charge here? Lieutenant!" Nixon took the initiative to introduce himself. "I served in the Coast Guard last year. I was a captain. Military rank retired!" He also shared his experience, trying to use this to improve the first impression of the lieutenant.

"Sorry, Mr. Captain, we received a report. It said that there will be a very huge illegal drug transaction, involving the transaction of heroin. So we have to check your yacht, do as I say, I promise you won't hurt you By the way...Is that a star?" The lieutenant said and pointed to Zhen Fan.

"Yes, he is Fan Zhen, the owner of this yacht, a public figure!" Nixon was reminding the lieutenant not to do excessive actions, otherwise there would be trouble.

"Don't worry, we will do business on business, as long as you haven't done anything illegal." The lieutenant said, walking past the waiters, and then looked at Fei Bingbing, who was hiding behind Zhen Fan, showing his face. The greedy look in his eyes flashed by, but it was this look that made Zhen Fan suddenly vigilant.

It seems that these guys are not good at fault, and it is likely that they will find their own trouble. And not only Zhen Fan was vigilant, even Fei Bingbing became vigilant, she also noticed that person's gaze. A woman is always sensitive to the gaze that a man casts on her body, her heart suddenly tightened, and she couldn't help but grabbed Zhen Fan's t-shirt.

"Don't worry, I have everything!" Zhen Fan patted Fei Bingbing's hand, comforting her.

"I...I know!" Fei Bingbing grabbed Zhen Fan's clothes tighter.

"Search all of this yacht. Don't let it go by an inch. You must search carefully!" The lieutenant gave the order loudly, and the twenty heavily armed Coast Guards immediately dispersed. Starting to inspect the yacht, the lieutenant walked slowly in front of Zhen Fan and Nixon.

"Lieutenant, you are not compliant like this!" Nixon frowned and looked at the lieutenant. "Even if it is a search, there must be a certain procedure. Are you looking for a reason for me to complain against you?"

"Captain, what do you want to say?" The lieutenant suddenly shot a fierce gaze at Nixon. "Now I am in charge of everything here. If you are obedient, then wait obediently. After our search is completed, I will naturally let you know that we act according to the rules!"

Nixon looked at the lieutenant, then took a step back calmly and stood with Zhen Fan. When the lieutenant passed by him, he said to Zhen Fan in a faint voice: "These people have problems, we have May become their hostage or be ransacked by them."

"Will they kill?" Zhen Fan also whispered. He secretly used Taoist techniques to shield the voice of the two people, so the lieutenant could not hear his voice.

"I don't know. I guess these people are not real coast guards. Even though they wear such clothes and drive such patrol boats, I guess they might be fakes, because the real coast guards will not enforce the law like this. Yes, we have a set of fixed procedures."

"What should I do now?" Zhen Fan asked. He already knew that these people were not good people. Just when the lieutenant saw Fei Bingbing, such a search was actually a trap to a large extent. If you can't resist, they may kill people in the end.

"Wait, let's see what they want to do?" Nixon said to Zhen Fan. "It is estimated that there are still some people on the patrol boat. We must solve them at the same time to prevent our own people. Are you so sure of being hurt?" Nixon knew Zhen Fan's ability, so he asked.

"Don't worry about me, I will do it when I feel dangerous, and now I listen to you, continue to let them play and see what they want to do!" Zhen Fan nodded.

The lieutenant saw that Zhen Fan and Nixon were exchanging eyes, but he couldn't hear what they were saying. He was a little confused, so he yelled at Nixon and Zhen Fan: "It's better not to do any tricks, Captain, If I find out what you guys are doing, I will make you regret it!"

"I know, I promise!" Nixon raised his hands and said that he would not do anything radical. At this time, it is basically certain that this group of people is a fake Coast Guard. What do they want to do? Nixon was also very curious, and he was even more curious about how Zhen Fan dealt with them.

He trusts Zhen Fan very much. Since he said there is no need to worry, then there is nothing to worry about. After less than ten minutes, the team members who had dispersed all gathered together. Two of them took out a small box from the bottom of the cabin and placed it on the deck. One of them whispered to the lieutenant.

The lieutenant paced slowly, walked to the small box, squatted down, and then opened the lid of the box. Suddenly, there was a pile of plastic bags filled with white flour for generations. He drew out a sharp dagger, pierced the upper bag with the tip of the knife, picked out some powder from it, and then put it under his nose and took a strong breath, closed his eyes, showing a look of enjoyment. stand up.

This expression, this expression, already saw that this person is a drug addict at all. He stared at Zhen Fan coldly, and then sneered: "What am I talking about? Playboys, celebrities, all tmd are addicts. You hide so much heroin, are you still in the drug dealer business? Bastard?" As he approached Zhen Fan's face, he stared at him fiercely.

"These things have never been on my yacht!" Nixon was shocked. He faintly felt bad when he carried the box out. This is a typical planting. When he was working in the Coast Guard, he He knew a lot of dark techniques, and he had used this technique, mainly to intimidate those punks.

"But it's here now!" The lieutenant sneered and looked at Zhen Fan, "This is evidence of your drug trafficking."

"What do you want?" Zhen Fan looked at him and said, "What is this, how did it appear on my boat, you and I know it well, say, what do you want?" Zhen Fan decided for a while Do not move.

The lieutenant stretched out his hand and patted Nixon’s face with a smile: "Look at your boss. He is a person who knows the times. If you talk nonsense, I will tie your hands and feet and sink you into the sea. Yes, or just cut your wrist and throw you into the sea without knowing what the result will be?"

"Let's talk, we can cooperate, you say what you want, you can take whatever you want here!" Zhen Fan reminded the lieutenant again, "Just let us go, you can do everything here, including this ship. Take it away!"

"Haha~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You can really talk, don’t I say, everything here is not mine?" The lieutenant shook his head with a blast of wind on his face, and then looked at hiding in Zhen. Fei Bingbing behind Fan made a "tsk tsk" sound.

"Everything here is mine, including the women!" The lieutenant laughed loudly, and smiled at the group of people behind him, "Don't you say that?" He is now the master here, so he feels like he really is God is the same.

As soon as he heard the lieutenant’s wild laughter and his wicked eyes looking at him, Fei Bingbing felt cold in his hands and feet even behind Zhen Fan. This feeling of being dominated by others is still so bad. The feeling of her fate made her almost desperate. She was regretting that she shouldn't have just boarded the yacht in such a hurry.

Rachel and Belinda shrank all over, even though they knew Zhen Fan might be a big man, but now they have fallen into a tiger's mouth, and the identity of a big man might not work.

"We will die, we will die!" Belinda kept repeating this voice in her heart.

"The women stay, all the men—" At this point, the lieutenant suddenly cut his throat. (To be continued...) u