"Aba, don't let them get away, catch them!"
Seeing the enemy warriors jumping into the sea to escape, Master Fuli was momentarily stunned and quickly shouted towards the sea.
"We need to squeeze the subsidy money for our Spirit Beast Gang from these people. Letting one escape costs us millions!"
"Stop! We surrender! Request for negotiation!" A drifting female voice came through the ship's bridge broadcast, sounding somewhat gloating. The commander's face was extremely grim as he sat on the chair and continued speaking, while the adjutant beside him translated into Xia Country language:
"We did not intrude into the Southern Sea Area, nor did we engage in any demonstration actions. Your actions are illegal!"
As the Spirit Beasts boarded the ship and began speaking human language, the commander immediately gave up resisting, showing no intention of continuing the struggle.
The ship was equipped with only three hundred rifles and dozens of pistols, with no heavy firepower at all.
The destroyer was never designed to engage in a boarding battle, so naturally, there were no heavy weapons installed.
And without heavy weapons, fighting a spirit beast capable of speaking was obviously a very foolish behavior.
"Hey, they're actually talking sense!"
Hearing the "negotiation request" over the broadcast, Master Fuli grinned, looked towards the sea, raised his hand, and pointed his thumb towards the bridge, saying: "Aba, those foreigners are different from us. They're the kind that won't reason unless absolutely necessary. Any bit of reasoning means they're forced into it."
"Woof—"
Aba climbed up from the ship, also bringing up the toolbox hidden in the orca's mouth.
After a mocking remark, Master Fuli completely disregarded the other party's expressions, letting out a snort and said, "Your request for negotiation is denied. We're bloody pirates! You have five minutes to crouch down with your hands on your head!"
"Woof!"
Aba, looking relaxed and carefree, chimed in, walking leisurely into the crowd, picking up a gun, and chambering it with a very cool reverse-bolt action.
"........" The warriors remaining on the ship witnessed this, their expressions changing repeatedly. Instinctively, they glanced towards the sea, wanting to emulate Johnny's jump to escape.
When they looked at the sea, they saw the orca standing by the sea, mouth wide open, waving its big fins as if saying: "Come on, baby, jump! Deliver yourself right into my mouth, baby!"
Such a bizarre scene completely shattered the warriors' imaginations and worldviews.
Members of the Orca Family appeared, surrounding the destroyer from the sea. Two blue whales drifted over, laying the groundwork for the subsequent boarding monkeys. All the accompanying personnel on the ship were taken captive by Master Fuli.
"The one who just spoke human language, come out." Master Fuli looked at the blonde, big-chested adjutant and said, "You come help me translate a sentence. My nickname in the underworld is Polar King, and in the business world, they usually call me Screw Fuli. Do you understand?"
"100 turns, I take 95. You know our tricks. If you shortchange a single cent, you'll feed the fish!"
"Don't you touch the remaining five bucks; later, transfer it to my private account, considering it as a treat for my midnight snack!"
"Uh...." Hearing this, the blonde adjutant's eyes widened instantly. Rob.....it really is a robbery?
"No, no, no—" The adjutant, coming to her senses, immediately let out a mournful howl, the previous schadenfreude look gone, replaced with a face full of anguish.
"Sir! Please kidnap us! Kidnapping us means we can apply for ransom from the base, sir—" The adjutant wanted to catch up to negotiate and give Master Fuli some advice to earn more, but next to her, Aba, like picking up a chick, lifted her and threw her back.
"Woo woo～"
Master Fuli, looking relaxed, carried a toolbox containing a socket wrench and walked into the cabin, completely ignoring the pained expression on the adjutant's face behind him.
"....Very unfortunately, gentlemen, we've been taken hostage by pirates. They're robbing us now, ordering us to transfer money to their accounts."
The blonde adjutant, face full of sorrow, looked at her surrendered colleagues: "Please now open your phones, connect to the Starlink WiFi service, and open the bank..."
After she finished speaking, on the ship deck, everyone had different expressions — some looked devastated, some were blank, but soon grinned at their nearby buddies.
You see! I've always said, once you get paid, you should spend it lavishly! Who knows what tomorrow will bring.
Well, now! All the money you've diligently saved has been robbed.
"Awwoo—"
Aba didn't understand the foreign language, but he was still very diligent in borrowing a phone from the adjutant, switched it to Xia Country language mode, downloaded a translation app from the mall, and with the dog's unique single finger swipe, typed a line, translated it back for all the warriors to hear:
"If you have savings, use the savings. Once the savings are depleted, just use your credit cards for cash advances."
"For those with collateral, go get a mortgage loan; if you don't have collateral, just jump into the sea and borrow a bit from the dolphin brothers."
Even though Aba didn't quite understand why those dolphins were so generous to lend money to foreigners, he still told everyone about the dolphins' offering.
...
An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Master Fuli, with bags and bags of screws and circuit boards removed from the ship-to-air missiles, walked out of the ship.
"Wuuu....."
A roughly twenty to forty-six-year-old foreigner sat on the ground, crying sorrowfully. Aba, looking sympathetic, patted his shoulder, using the recently borrowed phone, transferred 30,000 Xia Country's currency to the young man.
"Aba... what are you doing?" Master Fuli raised his hand, threw the screws into the sea, looking puzzled at Aba transferring money to the foreigner.
Aren't we here for robbery? Why on earth would you transfer them 30,000?
Aba's phone was in senior mode, so it had voice prompts during operation.
"Awoo...."
Aba, with a face full of sorrow, began explaining to Master Fuli while patting the foreigner's shoulder.
This guy is pitiful; he just graduated from university and came to work on the ship, but for the past two months, he hasn't received his salary for some reason. His wife just gave birth, and because of the mortgage, both family's student loans, and the baby's milk money, she ended up working part-time at a bar.
"You really believe him?" Master Fuli rolled his eyes and remarked: "Buddy, foreigners are notorious for recognizing only money, with no sense of conscience. They would do anything for the Dollar."
"Awoo....." Aba took the man's phone, ran to Master Fuli, tapped open a messaging platform, and played a 50-second short video.
"I'm sorry, Cam, I'm really sorry... but Sugar Daddy said if I send you a video, he'd add $500, I'm really sorry, Cam, but our family and baby really need this money..."
"We can't lose our house. Without a house, we can't work in the city....."
The woman in the video didn't look local, appearing more like of Mexican or South Asian descent, and was recording in a dimly lit restroom.
"???
Master Fuli was dumbfounded, turning to look at Aba holding the phone, and slowly typed out a question mark.
"Awoo....." Aba nodded heavily, opening Cam's chat software profile picture which showed a wedding photo.
In the photo, it was Cam and the young woman who was apologizing non-stop in the video.
"Damn!"
Master Fuli took a deep breath, glaring at the blonde adjutant.
"Um.... I'm a stripper, I'm just nominally here." The blonde adjutant awkwardly explained, realizing why the Polar King was staring angrily at her.
She studied languages at university, fluent in six languages.
She thought she could work in a think tank, but luck wasn't in her favor. Though she got into the think tank, because she had a lot of loans, she was actually forced to work her way up the ship with some unspeakable means by the think tank seniors.
Master Fuli: "......."
You are from Blue Star's notorious, arsonist, looting Celestial Soldiers, selling candies to reverse the mandate of Heaven next to the base!
Not to mention having a million each in savings, it's unimaginable to be in debt and reduce the burden by paying with your asses, right?