"You... go away, will you... You want to mur... murder... You don't... need to..." Zi Ruoxi said angrily, spitting out two mouthfuls of seawater. She was flailing in the water, initially able to get on the boat quickly, but that guy forcibly grabbed her arm, causing her to spin in the water. How could she not be anxious and angry?
Murder... Her imagination is so rich, why doesn't she write a script?
"Ruoxi... Ruoxi, why are you flailing around?" Qiao Junlie said slyly from the surface of the ocean. Unbeknownst to him, the other party did not cooperate, but seemed to have grasped something.
Both Zi Ruoxi and Qiao Junlie were startled. They unexpectedly thought of the same thing simultaneously. However, Zi Ruoxi reacted faster, instantly kicking him away with her foot, flailing in the water, and swimming towards the handrail extending down from the deck.
As she reached the deck, her hands had already touched the handrail, preparing to climb up, when she felt something amiss.
