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Chapter 1330 Fog on the deck(3/3)

"Last question." As Wei Ran spoke, he had already taken out the pen under the cover of his pocket.

"Just ask"

"In your plan, does Julian have to die?" Wei Ran asked seriously in Hebrew.

"My plan can 100% send all of us, including this buoy, to the British coastline. Do you think he won't stop it?" Spear asked rhetorically.

"I will look for an opportunity to ask Julian if he would like to live in England for a while."

"He is a proud German aristocrat, more traditional, rigid and arrogant than any German Junker aristocrat you know."

Spear snorted, "Your suggestion is better than letting him commit suicide with my dick in his mouth."

"You seem to know him very well?" When Wei Ran said this, he also handed the pen in his hand to the other person.

"My grandfather was a commercial steward to the Junkers"

Spear took the pen and said with disgust, "Their disgusting arrogance, I can smell it even if I am thrown into the wooden barrel where Swedish pickled herrings are!"

Taking another hard breath, Spear said, "Mr. Victor, thank you for the pen. Since you need time to think about it, please let me stay by myself for a while."

After a moment of silence, Wei Ran simply turned around and walked into the watchtower, but after closing the hatch, he did not rush down.

He didn't know which words of Speer, who was sitting on the edge of the deck and writing in a small notebook with a pen, were true and which words were false, as if the Jew had hidden his heart around him.

It's as blurry as in the thick fog that's within reach but out of reach.

Just at this time, Phil's voice came from inside the buoy, "Okay, Mr. Julian, these cigarettes are yours. You win this round."

"Thanks"

Julian responded in Latin, then switched to German, and greeted Wei Ran who had just come down, "Victor, you came down just in time, a new round is about to start, do you want to participate? Or

Go directly to stand guard?"

After hearing this, Wei Ran came over and sat at the table with a normal look, picked up his cup, drank the brandy in it, and said with confidence, "I won't be eliminated so early this time."

“You will know if you try it”

Phil greeted while shuffling the cards, "Miss Heidi, will you join us? Together we will eliminate Victor again, and then he can return to the deck and replace Spear."

Hearing this, Heidi nodded absently, glanced at Wei Ran, and then also sat on the folded blanket at the table.

The new card game only started for less than 15 minutes. The navigator Phil slapped his forehead regretfully, stood up, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and placed it in the lid of the lunch box in the center of the table, "Damn, I'm so unlucky.

Why are they all bad cards?"

"Please replace Spear," Wei Ran said with a smile.

"I'm going to send all of you to the deck next time," Phil said boldly, and then climbed up the ladder to the buoy deck.

"He seemed to have lost on purpose just now," Julian said in German that only Wei Ran could understand.

"Don't say that," Wei Ran, who also discovered something fishy, ​​denied it. "It's because my skills are good."
Chapter completed!
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