Chapter 1594 - 57: Bandit Army Unleashed (Part 2)

Chapter 1594: Chapter 57: Bandit Army Unleashed (Part 2)

A feeling of trepidation instantly sent chills down his spine.

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When Margaret sat in front of him with a serious expression, stopping herself from speaking, Fatty realized that something damn serious might have happened.

He closed the yellow magazine in his hand. It was something he had snatched from Feiyang Captain after boarding the warship, spending five or six hours to finally finish looking at the cover girl...

The agitation from reuniting with the naked beauty on the cover had vanished without a trace. Returning from the fantasy of voluptuous figures to the depressing reality made Fatty temporarily despondent. He lifted his eyelids; Margaret, dressed, was evidently not as charming and cute as when she was undressed.

Seeing Margaret open her mouth but make no sound, Fatty’s eyes turned confused.

This wasn’t Margaret’s style. Her extraordinary intelligence didn’t just show in her military talent but also in her verbal expression and emotional control.

There was nothing she wouldn’t say and nothing she wouldn’t dare do!

Nobody knew this better than Fatty. After all, this witch dared to claim to be the elder and play dangerous forbidden games with him, even brazenly raping him!

Fatty thought tearfully, if there’s anything making her hesitate, it must be something more serious than raping him.

The room was silent. The approximately forty-square-meter resting cabin seemed filled with an industrial hard edge. This was typical of the Frenzied Shark-class cruiser’s style, both inside and out.

The Frenzied Shark-class cruiser is a war weapon relying on speed to rush into enemy fleet clusters for close-quarters combat. Even senior officers’ quarters wouldn’t consider comfort.

Expensive smart butler systems, soft leather sofas, and beautiful wooden windowsills were sheer luxury on this high combat-loss-rate warship.

Fatty put the magazine aside and shifted his butt.

He really wanted to tell Margaret to speak up or let it out, Master Fatty’s resilience is strong—not even a little witch daring to rape him would be something he couldn’t express openly?

Of course, it was just a thought, he didn’t want Margaret to resort to saying nothing and directly eliminating him instead.

Thinking this, a shiver went down his spine... Could it be, she wants to do it again? Fatty’s tears circled his eyes, unsure whether to feel blissful or aggrieved.

The ship shook, its dim lights and fluctuating engine sounds indicated it was passing through a space jump point. This meant the ship, which had been carefully avoiding the Western Alliance Fleet, finally didn’t need to maintain the oppressive silence and light control as swirling through the dark universe anymore.

Fatty breathed a sigh of relief.

He wasn’t afraid to risk life and death in the battlefield. Because of "Logic," and also because of Mecha Martial Arts, those who could kill him were few and far between. Most of the time, he bullied others. When others could possibly bully him, he could easily escape.

But on the warship, there was no way to run. He had been thinking all along, God knows when an energy cannon larger than a train could turn the warship and himself into space junk.

"Just received news, President Francis was assassinated and Admiral Bernadotte is seriously injured," Margaret suddenly spoke at this moment.

Fatty stared at Margaret.

"The admiral’s situation is very dire, currently undergoing rescue, and hasn’t yet escaped the danger period!"

Fatty’s face gradually turned livid. His jaw unknowingly bit down hard enough to make a cracking sound, the hairs on his body raised like a frightened and enraged porcupine!

"What did you say?" He asked, word by word.

Margaret didn’t reply, knowing Fatty had heard clearly enough, also knowing he wasn’t really wanting to hear it again. Instead, she seriously nodded!

Fatty stared dumbfoundedly at Margaret, his mind blank... Feiyang, the president of this superpower, just died so easily and simply?

At such a time?!

"Old man," Fatty unconsciously clenched his fists, "How did you end up with President Francis?!"

"Admiral Bernadotte was invited to visit Feiyang’s 52 Military Base and discuss future military-industrial cooperation with President Francis,"

Margaret gently grabbed Fatty’s hand, said softly, "The attack happened at 3:36 PM, the President and his secretary, bodyguards, as well as seven high-ranking military and political officials died on the spot, dozens more were injured."

"Who is the culprit?!" Fatty’s voice trembled slightly, his whole being resembling a lit powder keg.

"Base Guard Company!" Margaret held Fatty’s hand, looking into his eyes and said, "After the attack, besides those killed in the firefight with the President’s guard team, the others have collectively committed suicide! One hundred and forty-six people, not a single survivor."

Her gaze, glittering coldly: "Clearly, this is a long-planned assassination! The target was President Francis. Admiral Bernadotte just happened to be there."

"So you’re saying the old man was merely collateral?" Fatty bit his lip, starting to laugh, his voice giving a chilling sensation, "Old man, you’re really worthless, huh?! "

"The Military Department has already launched an investigation. Admiral McKinley immediately rushed back to Hydefield," Margaret worriedly looked at Fatty whose expression seemed off, comforting, "We will certainly get to the bottom of this. President Francis won’t die in vain. Similarly, we will also give an account regarding Admiral Bernadotte!"