When the four of them stepped off the speedboat and stood on the shore of Capri, they all felt a bit light-headed.
Fourteen hours from Concord to Capri was already considered very efficient travel.
They hadn't used the Albatross because the fuel cost was too high and it took too long, requiring several transfer stations. So, they opted for business travel instead.
After picking up the package they had pre-ordered in Italy, they boarded a speedboat directly to Capri.
"Holy crab! This kind of high-intensity transfer is unbearable."
As soon as he landed, Caesar cursed, his stomach feeling a bit turbulent.
Logically, given his physique, he shouldn't have felt this way, but with such high-intensity transfers—planes, flights, helicopters, car changes, and finally a speedboat—
Even he couldn't quite handle the ordeal.
Yinyang didn't feel too well either; his face was a bit pale.
Jensen, on the other hand, was acting as if nothing was wrong. Is it true that psychiatric patients are just different?
Zhang Jie, needless to say, almost threw up as soon as he got ashore.
"Whew~"
Zhang Jie pulled out his phone, found Michael's number, and dialed.
Beep—
After several seconds, the call connected. Michael's voice came through, sounding a bit breathless, as if he was running.
"Hey, Zhang, if you don't get here soon, you might really have to collect my corpse!" Michael said, panting and busy moving, with what sounded like gunshots in the background.
The next second, an irritable female voice burst out.
"Shit, what the hell are you doing there? Can't you see I'm about to get killed? Hurry up and help, you bastard, throw your damn phone into the shithole!"
Wow, that outburst stunned Zhang Jie, and Michael wasn't doing much better.
"Hotel della Minerva!"
Michael only managed to blurt out that one sentence before the call was cut off.
Zhang Jie held his phone for a moment, then turned to look at Yinyang and the other two.
After silently putting his phone away, Zhang Jie hailed a taxi. The four of them climbed in, and Zhang Jie told the driver, "Hotel della Minerva, as fast as possible."
He then pulled out three franklins and handed them over.
The driver silently accepted the cash without a word. He would have liked to overcharge, but with two burly men in the back seat (Yinyang wasn't that muscular), he didn't dare to be presumptuous.
Fortunately, 300 usd wasn't a bad deal for him. He stomped on the accelerator, raising a cloud of dust, and sped off into the distance.
On the other side, Michael and Sophia were exhausted. Nearly a day and a night of being chased had pushed them to their breaking point.
But luckily, the Big Sister's combat prowess remained formidable.
"Give me some room to talk! F*ck!" Sophia suddenly stood up, fired several shots at their pursuers, and then crouched back down.
"Who are you calling?" Sophia asked Michael while reloading.
"Uh, a good friend of ours..."
Looking at Sophia's fierce demeanor, Michael was a bit speechless.
Slap!
Without thinking, Sophia swung her left hand and slapped Michael across the face.
"You still have the nerve to make calls now? Don't you know my husband is waiting for us to rescue him?"
Sophia instantly transformed into an enraged goddess, and that smooth slap left Michael a bit dazed.
"What the f*ck! What's wrong with you now? I'm calling for backup, okay?" Michael clutched his right cheek, looking utterly incredulous.
Why is this crazy woman just like her husband, Kincaid?
He had come here to treat his mental illness, but he hadn't expected it to be ruined by this woman again.
He hadn't even said anything, but she had already slapped him once before, and now another slap.
What, a repeat performance?
"You'd better be calling someone to help us, otherwise, I'll tie you up with a belt and shatter your sweet dreams! I'll turn them into your nightmares!"
The gunshots from behind continued. After Sophia finished speaking, she stood up abruptly, holding two guns, and fired several shots behind her.
Bang, bang, bang!!!
"Motherf*cker!!!"
Seeing this, Michael also stood up, fired several shots behind him, then ducked back behind cover. "Jesus, I think you really need an exorcism for that demonic mouth of yours!"
Don't let Sophia's hot figure, with her ample curves, fool you—she's practically a goddess reborn. But the problem is, the moment she opens her mouth, she shatters all your illusions about her.
"If it weren't for you telling me that Kincaid said to find me, there's no way I would help you, Fuc*k! Why did I get on this pirate ship again?!"
Michael was utterly speechless, but there was nothing he could do now. After all, his relationship with Kincaid was decent enough. Fortunately, Zhang Jie was already on his way, and this reinforcement was one of the people he currently trusted most.
The pursuers behind them were still hot on their heels.
The two of them, bursting out from cover, immediately snatched a beach buggy under Sophia's lead. Michael didn't say a word and jumped onto the back seat. Sophia twisted the throttle, and they sped off, leaving a trail of dust.
Seeing this, the pursuers also grabbed a beach buggy and gave chase. Of course, shooting was inevitable, as they were in the midst of an escape.
Sophia, riding the buggy, found it difficult to retaliate, so she yelled at Michael, "Take the gun and fight back!"
But Michael suddenly started acting up. "No, I'm on vacation right now, I can't shoot!"
"Damn it, vacation your ass!" This infuriated Sophia, and she immediately mimicked Michael's tone, saying sarcastically, "Oh~ I'm on vacation, I can't shoot, Motherf*cker!"
Michael immediately retorted, "I didn't say it in that tone."
In desperation, Sophia could only ride and turn to return fire. Seeing this, Michael had no choice but to take over the handlebars and ride the motorcycle.
Sophia immediately twisted her body and turned to continuously return fire.
During the motorcycle ride, it was inevitable to encounter bumps and potholes, leading to ups and downs.
This left Michael feeling a bit restless, but Sophia roared, "Ride your damn bike properly, don't touch my landmine!"
"F*ck! Do you think I want to? Do you want to see what position we're in right now?"
Michael instantly felt incredibly wronged, but he could only shut up and continue driving obediently.
The gunshots continued. Suddenly, the front wheel hit a small pothole, causing them to veer off course, and both of them fell to the ground.
"F*ck!"
Without time to mind the pain, they both got up and ran. The pursuers were hot on their heels. After only a few steps, they reached the edge of a cliff, and both Michael and Sophia stopped.
Looking at the nearly 60-meter-high cliff and the seawater below, Michael's heart sank. "Oh no, we need to find a way down, there must be a safer way."
Sophia, however, couldn't be bothered to waste words with him. She simply took a few steps back, then suddenly charged forward, leaping with a perfect aerialist pose.
Michael's words were instantly cut off. He could only helplessly blurt out, "Alright!"
Watching Sophia already flying out and plummeting downwards, Michael was stunned. Kincaid is like this, and you're like this too?
He could only take two steps back and, amidst the flying bullets, jumped down.
Splash!
Water splashed everywhere.
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