The needles of aphrodisiac guns are usually very small, and the surrounding bodyguards were too confused. Even Chen Sheng noticed that Jin Chenhan was being 'plotted', and only the person involved felt a pain in his legs.
When he looked down at the side of his suit trouser leg, he saw a very thin silver needle.
Jin Chenhan frowned and looked back at the person who shot and plotted against him. The crowd on the deck was beaten in chaos. Only Tan Zhuoer, who was slowly getting up, was smiling at him.
Jin Chenhan realized in an instant that this woman had plotted against him.
Anger surged up in an instant.
Jin Chenhan endured the pain and quickly pulled out the silver needle. He endured the increasingly uncomfortable heat in his body, held on to the wall and chased Old Man Chen who was running forward.
After running a few steps, Mo Zhinan in front turned around and saw Jin Chenhan holding on to the wall of the cabin and running over with an ugly expression. He subconsciously felt something was wrong.
He came back in an instant, grabbed Jin Chenhan's arm, and said, "Brother Han, what's wrong?"
"Are you okay?"
Jin Chenhan frowned, his handsome face full of anger: "He was plotted against."
"Maybe it's an aphrodisiac. Leave me alone and help me catch Mr. Chen. I can't let him escape."
"Otherwise, all the efforts made this time will be wasted."
Mo Zhinan was shocked. Someone had given him an aphrodisiac? who is it? So vicious?
"No, you are like this...I'm afraid..."
Jin Chenhan endured the burning discomfort in his body and gritted his teeth and said, "I can persevere, it's not that easy... to fall down."
"Go quickly."
"Don't let him get away."
Mo Zhinan pursed his thin lips and glanced at the man whose face was becoming more and more forbearing. His heart sank. He took out a sharp military folding knife from his trousers pocket and stuffed it into Jin Chenhan's hand: "Brother Han, here's this." you."
Jin Chenhan clenched his military knife and nodded. Mo Zhinan wasted no time and let go of his arm to grab Old Chen first.
The long and dark shipside corridor quickly became quiet, with only the sound of fierce fighting and gunshots coming from the direction of the exit.
Boom.
The noise made Jin Chenhan's head almost explode, and the aphrodisiac began to take effect.
He felt very hot all over.
As if soaked in hot water, a thin layer of sweat began to form on the skin on the back covered by the suit, almost soaking the white shirt underneath.
Jin Chenhan gritted his teeth and raised his hand to pull off the buttons of his suit as if to vent his anger.
Those expensive buttons fell apart one by one.
Rolling on the red carpet in the cabin.
Jin Chenhan stepped on it, then took off the obstructive suit, and couldn't wait to unbutton the two buttons on the collar of his shirt to start dissipating the heat.
It's just that the effect of the medicine is too strong, and no matter how he dissipates the heat, it won't help.
His body still seemed to be trapped in a sea of fire.
He really needs cold water on his face.
He raised his hand, supported it on the metal wall of the corridor, and began to look for the bathroom step by step. Finally, he almost found a public bathroom, and the man wanted to push the door open and go in.
Suddenly, someone behind him grabbed his arm and said in a charming voice: "Mr. Jin, are you hot?"
"I can help you."
This voice is still trying to seduce people, deliberately holding the throat to make it feel like a soft girl.
Jin Chenhan's thin lips sneered coldly, his dark eyes lowered for a moment, and when he turned around, the military knife in his hand directly touched Tan Zhuoer's neck.
It just came close to slicing her carotid artery.
This shocked Tan Zhuoer, who was intent on seducing. She had never thought that a man who had been drugged with aphrodisiacs could kill someone so violently?
"Mr. Jin!" Tan Zhuoer didn't dare to move and stood there tremblingly: "I really want to help you."
"I know you feel uncomfortable, and I can make it easier for you."
"Look...I can serve you...I'm no worse than Meng Luoning, I can make you very happy..." Tan Zhuoer said this and began to take off the already thin clothes on his body. A skirt that doesn't cover much skin.
Wanting to use this to seduce Jin Chenhan.
But she didn't know how strong the endurance of the man in front of her was, nor did she know that he hated those messy women touching his penis. The moment she pulled down the suspender of her skirt, with a hiss, the military knife fell directly on her. It cut the delicate skin of Tan Zhuoer's neck.
In an instant, plasma gushes out like spring water.
However, Jin Chenhan didn't actually kill her. He promised Ning Ning not to touch anyone's life.
It cut her skin.
But Tan Zhuoer was frightened. She thought he had cut off the blood vessels in her neck, and she was so frightened that she covered her neck full of blood and screamed.
"Mr. Jin...you kill me..."
"Mr. Jin..."
Jin Chen sneered coldly, enduring the heat in his body, the weakness of his hands and feet, and his bloodthirsty eyes. He raised his foot and kicked her away hard. He held his hands on the wall next to him and gritted his teeth and said coldly: "I'm warning you, don't Come touch me."
"Touch me again and I will hide from your hand."
"Also, are you worthy of competing with my Ning Ning? Who do you think you are? Get out..." After Jin Chenhan said this, he reached out and pushed open the bathroom door.
Then he locked the door directly to prevent Tan Zhuoer from coming in to seduce him.
After the lock was finished, he walked to the sink, quickly turned on the faucet, took cold water and started to flush his face. He needed to find a bathroom and flush his face with cold water to calm himself down.
It's just that the cold water can't relieve the heat in the body. Jin Chenhan flushed it with water for a few minutes, but the effect was minimal. His body still felt like there were countless ants gnawing at it, and his mouth was dry.
Even my brain was dizzy.
He felt weak and weak, and just wanted to find a girl to solve it...but...he wouldn't mess around.
For Ning Ning.
Neither will he.
Moreover, Mo Zhinan might not be able to deal with the cunning old man Chen alone.
Jin Chenhan pressed his eyebrows hard, and his eyebrows arched. Dull pain hit him in waves, which made him feel better. He lowered his head and glanced at the bloody military knife in his hand.
He stared hard, picked up the tip of the knife, and rinsed it repeatedly under cold water.
When the blood stains on the knife disappeared, he thought Tan Zhuoer's blood molecules still remained, so he quickly pressed the disinfectant on the side of the sink and applied it on the blade.
After disinfecting it, he picked up the military knife and stabbed it hard into his thigh.
Soon, the stinging pain from scraping the flesh instantly spread to his limbs and bones. It was very painful, but it also well offset the aphrodisiac effect in his body.
Jin Chenhan stabbed deeper again until blood kept coming out.
The aphrodisiac slowly wore off.
After the medicine no longer tortured him, the man quickly pulled out the knife, tore open the hem of his shirt, and pulled off a piece of cloth to tie the wound on his thigh.
Endure the pain, unlock it, open the door, and walk out.
In the corridor outside the door, except for a pool of blood on the ground, Tan Zhuoer had disappeared.
Jin Chenhan was too lazy to care about this woman, so he went to find Mr. Chen first.
At this time, on the side of the stern of the cruise ship, Mo Zhinan was fighting alone with several of Mr. Chen's bodyguards. Mr. Chen held a cane and sneered at him, who was trapped alone.
The whole person laughed: "Young Master Mo, you shouldn't stir up this muddy water. Jin Chenhan wants to kill me. That's between him and me. You have to help him now."
"Then I'm sorry. If I hurt you later, I won't be responsible."
After Mr. Chen finished speaking, he smiled even more ferociously and then looked up at the dark night sky. At this time, not far away in the night sky, there was already a green helicopter flying over.
Prepare to take Mr. Chen to seek refuge abroad.
"You still want to fight me? That's ridiculous... Even if I wait another ten years, neither of you will be my opponent." Mr. Chen continued to sneer at Mo Zhinan, who was surrounded by bodyguards.
As soon as the words fell, Mr. Chen continued to be proud.
Whoosh.
A military knife struck directly at Mr. Chen from behind Mo Zhinan.
When Old Chen came to his senses, the knife was stabbed deeply into his shoulder. Old Chen couldn't stop himself, and he took several steps back due to the impact of the knife's stab.
His back immediately hit the boat pole.
In pain, Mr. Chen touched the bleeding wound in pain and shouted angrily: "Who... who... plotted against me!"
