It wasn't just Charles Hawke who thought of that damned stock pledge agreement.
Many people thought of it.
Everyone's faces turned ashen, bodies trembling.
Anthony Varley pointed to the helicopter circling above: "Mr. Hawke, come with me!"
Under the eaves, one has no choice but to bow.
Charles Hawke went up the helicopter ladder with a livid face.
Anthony Varley took Sarah Sullivan with him onto the helicopter as well.
The helicopter took off, flying towards the port.
The rest of the Anti-Jiang Alliance stood on the cruise ship, looking at each other.
Did Anthony just leave like that?
What about us?
Will he let us go?
Could Anthony be so kind-hearted!
"Hmph! Does Anthony dare to kill us all?" Edward Sullivan tried to embolden everyone, though he was really bolstering himself.
"Mr. Sullivan, why do you think Anthony tricked us to the high seas?" a trembling boss asked.
"Why?"
"Because on the high seas, whether it's murder or arson, or plundering, it's not illegal!"
