章 687: Remove the Turtle's Shell

Dong Fang stared at the virtual screen in front of him with an extremely gloomy expression. He felt that he had never been so conflicted in his life.

"Damn, Chu Nan, you idiot! You want me to fire at you? How can I give this order?!"

While cursing wildly in his mind, Dong Fang turned to ask Uncle Mueller beside him, "Are those pirates still not responding?"

Uncle Mueller smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"We've already sent three surrender declarations in a row. The other party doesn't respond at all."

"Damn!" Dong Fang could not help but kick the table in front of him fiercely, "Are these pirates crazy? Don't they want the ransom anymore?"

"Perhaps… the person who hired them paid a higher price and asked them to kill us," Uncle Mueller pondered and said, "Otherwise, according to the ordinary rules, they wouldn't have not even asked about the price of the ransom."