Chapter 215 Target

In the safe house of Governor He Fang's mansion, Margaret put her hands together on her chest, listening to the continuous gunfire from the direction of the pier, and her body trembled with every gunfire outside.

Her father and elder brother were fighting over there, and every explosion was very likely to be on their bodies.

"What can I do, what can I do now to help them?" Margaret was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Margaret's mother Karita, who was sitting aside, grabbed her daughter's hand, pulled her aside and sat down.

"Don't worry, your father can solve this problem, we have to trust him, he is one of the greatest governors of He Fang Island."

"Mother, why did the Governor of the British Isles attack us?"

Karita sighed faintly, "It's all about men, how do we know."

While the two women waited anxiously, the sound of gunfire outside slowly subsided.

Accompanied by servants, Margaret followed her mother from the safe house to the gorgeous Governor's Mansion.

It didn't take long for Margaret to see the gloomy father getting out of the car with his brother.

Looking at the battle marks on their bodies, Margaret was about to rush over, but saw more people coming down from the car behind. Everyone's face was very ugly, and they were all the management of He Fangdao.

She stopped and saw her father leading everyone towards the office of the governor's mansion.

Soon the father's familiar roar and slap on the table came from the office.

The sound continued for two hours, the door of the office opened, and the people inside quickly dispersed.

After seeing everyone else leave, Margaret rushed in like flying.

"Father, brother, are you all right?"

Jack held the cigar in his hand, and said angrily, "Of course it's okay. If there is something to do, why are you shouting here?"

Karita walked from the door to her husband, stroking his tightly clenched fists. "The next time you fight, you and Jack don't go, other governors will never be like you."

Daniel's voice was as loud as a trumpet. "I don't care about others! The family motto of the Cavendish family cannot be violated! The men of the Cavendish must stand on the front line! Even if you are afraid of death, you still want to be a shitty governor!!"

Karita glanced at her son next to her worriedly, and asked her husband again: "Is everything over?"

Daniel shook his head. "It's absolutely impossible. That dog from the British Isle dared to sneak attack on the port, which means it's completely ruined. It's not over yet."

"Then why did he do this? We didn't provoke them."

Daniel said with a sneer on his face: "My spies found out that the dog has obtained a lot of industrial technology from the Light God Cult three years ago, which has made the navy's strength grow by leaps and bounds. Looking at him like this, he intends to compare me Go down and completely monopolize the entire North Sea."

"Is there no way to solve it? How about peace talks? We don't want the overlord of the North Sea." Karita said hurriedly with a worried face.

"Can you woman stop meddling in the man's affairs? Is it a matter of peace now? He made it clear that he wanted to break the hardest bone first, so that the other small governors' alliances will be completely obedient."

"Can't you keep your voice down? I'm also worried about you."

Margaret stood aside and watched her parents talking, with a sad expression on her face. During this period of time, bad things happened one after another, and it never got better.

Suddenly, Margaret felt a burning sensation from the tip of her little finger, and she quickly retracted her hand, only to realize that it was her brother who burned the cigar.

Jack pouted angrily at Margaret and walked out the door.

"What's the matter?" Margaret followed out and asked.

As soon as Jack put his hand on his sister's shoulder, it was opened directly.

"Why? Angry? In fact, I was just a little anxious before, and my tone was a little irritable, but you have to understand my difficulties."

"I'm not angry, it's my fault, I shouldn't just run back in my temper." The gloomy Margaret said looking at her toes.

"Hey~ It's fine if you're not angry, I have something I want you to help with."

Margaret raised her head and looked at her brother. She understood what his brother wanted to do. "It's useless, he doesn't remember me at all, and Charles won't help us."

"Whether it's useful or not, I know better than you. Sometimes men understand men better than women. The Governor of Hope Island has much more energy than you think. You just need to do what I say."

After thinking for a while, Margaret nodded and said: "I can agree to your request, but I also have my request. I don't want to suffer and wait in the back. Teach me how to fight and teach me how to fight. Wendish fights!"

Looking at his beautiful sister for a few seconds, Jack took a sip of his cigar, then wrapped his strong arms around his sister's slender neck and shook it back and forth. "Yes, as expected of our Cavendish family, let us guard our home together!" ——————————————————

In the cockpit of the Narwhal, Charles was lying on the boat, clutching his head in pain and looking at the distorted ceiling in front of him, this feeling started again.

The auditory hallucinations in front of the eyes are fine, and there is a severe tingling sensation in the brain from time to time.

The doctor was sitting next to him drinking, and he looked at the suffering captain without worrying at all.

"I haven't been in touch with your previous treatment, and rashly taking medicine may cause side effects, so you can just bear it."

Charles closed his eyes and simply stopped looking at the distortion. "Bandage, five degrees to the left, full speed, I can feel we're almost there."

The bandages at the helm silently followed the captain's orders.

The doctor pressed the blue veins on Charles' forehead with his hand. "You can really direct the route like this? You won't lead us to get lost again, right?"

"Shut up!!" Charles, who closed his eyes, let out a rare curse, and the voice even made Bandage think that the crazy Charles from before had returned.

The cabin suddenly fell silent, only the ticking of the quartz clock on the wall remained.

Drowsy, Charles didn't know how long it had passed, but suddenly, he felt the maddening pain in his brain disappear.

He opened his eyes and looked around, only to find that both the doctor and the bandage were looking out the glass window.

"What's the matter? Are we there?" Charles got out of bed and came to them.

I saw an island appearing on the dark sea in the distance, a bright island.

"Captain...is...here...?"

Charles nodded excitedly, "That's right, we're here, and the way to lift the curse of the gods lies on this island."

At least that's what the position in his mind said.

The Narwhal soon approached the island. The island was very strange. There were no boats on the pier, not even a fishing boat.

The ship was anchored and the crew disembarked.

The pier here is also very strange, less lively and dirty,

The dock buildings in the distance are no longer crew three-piece suits, brothels, bars, and casinos, but replaced by various strange buildings, repertory theaters, circuses, and doll shops.

Charles even saw an ornate jewelry store open in the port area.

Is it too much money to open a jewelry store in the port area?

Compared with the various mismatched buildings, the people on this island are also very weird.

Orange Lily scratched her furry cheeks with her small paws, and said to Charles, "Mr. Charles, they...they...they are so lazy."