chapter 229 Send Chu Wansong to the altar

It was late at night, the wind on the sea had died down, a storm was still brewing, and the fishing boat was parked steadily on the sea with its lights on.

The yacht not far away also had its lights on, but it was swaying left and right on the sea like a swing.

On the deck of the fishing boat, the bodies of several Satono people were lying in a mess, and the deck was dyed red with blood.

"Weiyang, it's okay, Dad is here, don't be afraid."

In the cabin of the...