The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 497: blow up their ship

The maritime boundary lines weren’t very clear, and fishermen frequently crossed the sea to fish. Wushuang truly hadn’t expected such a tragedy. Listening to what Zhang Sao and Lao Zhang had said these past few days, life at sea was often unpredictable. Without clearly defined boundaries, sometimes a strong wind would send fishing boats out of their own country’s waters, sometimes unintentionally.

And the coast guard patrols were mostly very rude and brutal, beating fishermen on sight with cruel methods. Lao Zhang had encountered coast guard patrols a couple of years ago; he hadn’t even crossed the line, yet they had arrested and beaten him, breaking his arm and almost preventing him from returning home.

The women wept bitterly, the scene heartbreaking. Wushuang and Guimian, accustomed to life and death, didn’t share the same grief, but felt anger and sorrow. Human life was cheap in the eyes of assassins, but these simple, honest people made them feel the preciousness of life; their loss was truly regrettable.

According to one of the fishermen, the day before yesterday, the wind and waves were very high. They were fishing in nearshore waters when their boat unknowingly crossed the line at night. They were caught in a Philippine coast guard patrol and were brutally opened fire without warning. Thirteen fishermen died, and the whereabouts of the other two are unknown; their bodies have not been found.

This incident quickly shocked both China and the Philippines. Officials from the Chinese Embassy in the Philippines went to the Philippines to negotiate, demanding that the coast guard hand over the officers and take responsibility for the lives lost. However, shortly after, news emerged that the attack on the fishermen was related to Philippine smuggling and drug trafficking, and that the fishermen had not encountered Philippine patrol officers. The government offered compensation of 50,000 yuan per person. The fishermen’s demands for justice were met with silence and suppression...

Wu Shuang was furious. This is the living condition of fishermen—50,000 yuan

for a life? How will the women who lost their husbands and sons survive on 50,000 yuan?

The young man who survived that day clearly stated that it was the Philippine coast guard. He saw the Philippine flag and that the coast guard officers were in uniform. How could they possibly be smugglers or drug traffickers?

The young man’s father had also lost his life, and hatred had clouded his judgment. He had been extremely angry these past few days, burdened with caring for his mother and grandmother, the weight of life resting entirely on his shoulders.

Aunt Zhang sighed, "There’s nothing we can do; who cares about our lives?"

Such a great nation being bullied like this, simply dismissed with a mere charge of smuggling and drug trafficking, left Wu Shuang speechless with anger. It was clearly a deal made within the government; they were just letting it go, without considering how many fishermen had lost their lives inexplicably.

Wu Shuang lost all interest in playing the guitar. She transferred a sum of money from her account and distributed it to the various fishermen, helping them find other ways to make a living. Each family had several million; enough to start a small business. There were so many injustices in the world; she couldn’t help much anyway. It was mainly because she had stayed here these past few days—a kind of fate. Normally, she wouldn’t even blink at such things.

Old Zhang and his wife were initially reluctant to accept Wushuang’s five million, but Wushuang, knowing they didn’t want to benefit from others, couldn’t help but say, "Consider it a loan. Going out to do business and find another way is better than drifting at sea in fear. Xiao Jie and Xiao Yu also need a good education. You don’t want them to lose their lives in these waters. Changing your lifestyle is a good choice. If we meet again in the future, and you’ve made your fortune, you can pay me back."

She didn’t lack the money; she’d rather give it to those in need.

Old Zhang and his wife finally accepted her kindness. Ghost Face said, "You’re really strange."

"How so?"

Ghost Face said, "You don’t seem like the kind of person who would do this kind of thing."

"Am I really that much like a cold-blooded killer?"

"Not at all!" Ghost Face said calmly. The more he spent with her, the more he realized how wonderful Wushuang truly was—a woman of both strength and gentleness, loyal and righteous, a woman who was just as capable as any man. Where could one find such a woman?

Chu Nanfeng truly had accumulated good fortune over several lifetimes to have her ten years of devoted love.

The two set off for the Philippines by sea. Old Zhang and his wife, following Wushuang’s advice, planned to find another way to make a living, returning to their hometown to start a small business. Wushuang borrowed their fishing boat to the Philippines, and the group insisted on taking them there. Wushuang and Guimian couldn’t refuse and had to agree.

Coincidentally, that very night, they encountered the Philippine Coast Guard again.

Their lights swept haphazardly across the sea, and the people on the other side shouted in Tagalog, which Wushuang understood. The Coast Guard warned them not to go any further. Old Zhang and the others, experienced at sea, had dealt with the Coast Guard many times and could speak some Tagalog. They explained that they weren’t going out to fish, but simply delivering supplies to the shore.

The coast guard wouldn’t let them pass and opened fire on the sea, bullets hitting the bow and creating a series of bullet holes. The young man pointed at the Philippine coast guard and cursed, recognizing the patrol boat’s number, angrily shouting, "It’s them! It’s them! They were shooting at us the other day too!"

Wu Shuang raised an eyebrow, and Gui Mian looked at the sea. The two sides were locked in a stalemate. Lao Zhang tried to negotiate, but the coast guard grew impatient and fired at him. Wu Shuang hurriedly tackled Lao Zhang, and a volley of bullets swept through, one of which grazed her arm. Wu Shuang was furious...

"Damn it, I’m giving you face, you don’t care about your lives, so I’ll grant your wish!" She turned and went into the cabin, took out her suitcase, opened it, and pulled out her MTU-99 sniper rifle. The fishermen were shocked; they had never known that Wu Shuang’s small suitcase contained hidden mechanisms and various firearms. Wu Shuang took out her sniper rifle, and Gui Mian naturally pulled out his as well.

"What are you going to do?" the young man asked, both excited and afraid.

"I’ll show you what’s so great about the coast guard! Go be the Dragon King’s son-in-law!" Wushuang raised her sniper rifle, aimed at the water near the coast guard ship, and fired. A spray of water erupted on the surface, nearly capsizing the ship. Several coast guards fell into the sea. Wushuang wasn’t a cruel person; her words were harsh, but she didn’t kill them with a single shot. She took her suitcase and told Lao Zhang to lower a small boat. "Go back and pack your things. We’ve found a boat to the Philippines."

Lao Zhang lowered a small boat, and Wushuang and Guimian boarded, heading towards the coast guard ship. There were more than a dozen coast guards on board, who opened fire on Wushuang and Guimian. Wushuang switched to a machine gun and unleashed a barrage of fire, nearly destroying half the boat.

Lao Zhang and the others were dumbfounded. They had never seen such a real display of weaponry before. The young man clapped excitedly. They had long been threatened by the Philippine coast guard and had been harboring resentment for a long time. At this moment, they wished Wushuang would blow up their ship.