CHAPTER 1818: CHAPTER 859 PICKING UP A FEW SHIPS REGRETTING BITTERLY_2

However, after wandering around for a while, he still couldn’t find a cargo ship he liked. If it weren’t for running into two armed patrol boats at night, Boss Yan would have felt quite disappointed.

To prevent the guys on the ship from privately wasting his resources, Yan Fei deliberately went in and made sure to ’separate people from the ship,’ parking the ship by the sea and throwing the people directly into the base.

If it weren’t for these two armed ships, Yan Fei would have considered finding a few islands to bring back some goods—traveling this far wasn’t easy, and he even gave up an opportunity to cuddle with his wife to be here. Returning empty-handed would be too shameful for Boss Yan!

Thinking about his wife, he felt even more that he had to bring something back. It was because his wife had a bit to drink today. He wasn’t worried about her drinking causing trouble; with her constitution, a little alcohol just meant a good sleep, something Yan Fei never worried about.

It was that every time she drank, she became particularly bold and proactive, letting loose. Like this time, when she was shouting about wanting to give him everything, to have a baby for him... Damn!

Yan Fei suddenly realized he was a fool tonight, letting such a good opportunity slip by like an idiot!

He had been longing for this, a long-standing wish that tonight had a perfect chance of being fulfilled. Yet what had he done? Yes, he was now idiotically flying through the sky, picking up two cargo ships, two armed patrol boats, feeling as pleased as can be!

Thinking back now, he just thought his wife had too much to drink and wanted her to sleep quickly. He really hadn’t thought of anything else at the moment, just felt he should take good care of her when she was drunk.

He truly had nothing else in mind.

But now that he thought about it, if he had just gone with the flow back then, his life afterwards could be very different!

Although taking advantage of his wife’s drunkenness to fulfill his wishes seemed a bit unseemly, but think about what she said while drunk, wasn’t that willingly? Why was he hesitating!

But now, thinking about it is too late, the opportunity is already missed... or not, if he hurries back home?

To hell with the crude oil and coal, to hell with the cargo ship, to hell with the patrol boats, damn it, I’m going home!

Flying in the sky, Yan Fei madly flew while reciting in his mind: On the vast sea, there was no storm or clouds. Only the little black bird was flying like black lightning, idiotically flying, it was shouting... I’m a fool, I’m a fool, I’m a big fool!

Yan Sanfen had never regretted so much!

Because of the regret and flying too eagerly, only focusing on sensing the way back, he almost had a close encounter with an airplane.

When he hurriedly arrived at the villa, flew into the bathroom from the window, instantly turned back to human form, grabbed a towel and rushed out, two steps to the bedside ready to pounce on...

He then saw the girl turn over and mutter, "Yan Xiaofei, I’m thirsty..."

Yan Fei was conflicted at that moment, should he pour the water or not?

Suppressing the impulse, he prepared a cup of warm water and brought it over, supporting the groggy girl to make her drink it.

The girl took a couple of sips, suddenly looked up sleepily at him and asked, "Did you stay up all night watching me? I didn’t actually drink that much..."

Yan Fei chuckled: "Don’t worry about me, you know me, sleep or not, it doesn’t matter. Come on, come on, have a couple more sips."

The girl, probably misunderstanding, looked a bit moved, took another couple of sips, then leaned up and pecked him on the cheek: "That’s your reward!"

That instantly brought Yan Fei’s recently calmed excitement rushing back. The time was ripe, if not now, when!

Feeling a rush of emotion, he put the quilt down, pulled off the towel, and jumped into bed.

"Hmm, come sleep for a while too..." The girl, still a bit groggy, reached out and hugged him.

But a moment later, the girl pushed him away: "Yan Xiaofei, you pervert, what are you trying to do so early in the morning?"

"Didn’t you say last night you wanted to have a baby for me..." Yan Fei hurriedly reminded.

"Wishful thinking, who said that?" The girl suddenly snapped awake, pulling down the blanket between them, pushing them apart. "Anyway, I didn’t say that, put your clothes on quickly. It’s time to get up!"

"It’s still early..." Yan Fei countered.

"No way!" The girl widened her eyes at Yan Fei, looking innocent. "I definitely didn’t say that, just go quickly..."

"Can’t I just lie next to you?" Yan Fei was astonished. How did she suddenly change her attitude?

"No, no, no means no, Yan Xiaofei get out get out!" The girl said as she began wrapping herself in the blanket, soon pushing Yan Fei to the edge of the bed. "Go, go, go, let me sleep by myself for a bit okay..."

...

Everyone had been too rowdy last night, and no one was up early in the morning.

Yan Fei sat alone on the sofa in the living room, pondering for a long time but couldn’t figure out why he was kicked out. Until he walked to the pool in the yard, and the cool morning breeze blew, he understood!

Even under the influence of alcohol, saying those embarrassing things, no one would be happy talking about people’s drunken antics!

Perhaps if he’d said a few words less earlier, he might have had a chance. After all, the girl didn’t seem to completely reject further moves from him, but...

The ancients knew best, every unnecessary word leads to loss!

At this moment, Yan Fei sank into deep regret, letting the cold wind fan the flames inside...

After blowing for a while and still not feeling better, he turned and found a room to enter, closed the door, and disappeared.

...

Early in the morning, No.1 Coolie was up, arranging work with reddened eyes—his eyes red because last night Boss Yan threw the ship by the sea, and the people directly into the base.

Hearing the commotion, No.1 Coolie had been busy nonstop since he got up.

If it weren’t that some of the newly arrived coolies understood English, No.1’s hair would have turned white with worry—with a group of jabbering natives unable to communicate, he had no options.

Especially when the people were thrown in, the boss seemed quite rushed, didn’t give any instructions, and he didn’t dare to ask. Not knowing the boss’s attitude, he didn’t dare to ’educate’ the newcomers too harshly. What if a few accidentally got killed, and the boss asked for them later, how would he explain?

After finally settling those people, while arranging today’s upcoming work, he suddenly saw the big boss coming.

No.1 was instantly delighted, nodding and smiling obsequiously, ready to ask about the treatment for the coolies who came today, but the big boss coldly instructed: "This batch that came in today, feel free to handle them. Don’t treat them like humans, if they don’t listen, beat them senseless. If they don’t die, send them to the lab."

After a pause, he added: "Also, give the guys I interrogated yesterday a good beating too. Beat them until... hmm, they can still work tomorrow!"

These guys were the reason he missed out on such a great chance for which he didn’t know how long he’d regret.

Not beating them wouldn’t ease the hatred in his heart!

After saying this, he disappeared, leaving No.1 completely muddled.

What happened? Although he didn’t know how these newbies offended the big boss, but the original guys, after our ’meticulous training,’ were quite cooperative, weren’t they? Why beat them too?

However, he only thought about it lightly, but his steps didn’t slow down, quickly gathering a group of sturdy coolies, conveying the big boss’s latest instructions for them to go and beat people!

Those being beaten, like Dairo Ishihara’s group, were a hundred times more depressed than those hitting because they didn’t perform poorly during the interrogation. Whatever was asked, they answered, and everyone was asked together, no one lied, right? So why still get beaten?

After all, those doing the beating were just a bit tired, but the pain was felt by those being beaten!

The newly arrived group had it worse, not yet recovered from the shock, hadn’t even had time to accept reality, when they were inexplicably pulled out and tormented once again. It was quite... unbearable to witness.

But by comparison, they didn’t deserve sympathy, it was better than those poor souls who were slaughtered, burned to death on the streets, at least they’re not completely dead, right!