Having been scolded by Phil again, Black Shark huffed back to his own bedroom and ordered his underlings to come over.
Once everyone arrived, Black Shark angrily said, "That Phil, always using Boss Qin to press me down! Isn't he just a steward? I was honoring her by taking an interest!"
"What Boss Qin?" Eel curled his lips in disdain. "Daring to crash into the Death Forbidden Area on a mere skateboard, he's definitely a goner! I think we don't need to sit here and wait senselessly!
We could totally take control of the Happiness!"
"Bro Shark, Eel's right. We don't need to concern ourselves with that Qin guy. Even if by chance he's not dead, he can't survive the vast ocean!
Does he expect to chase us to the Pacific Ocean on a tiny surfboard?"
Black Shark's face shifted constantly, then he slammed the table with force, "Good! Kill that son of a bitch, Phil! What Happiness? I'm going to turn this yacht into the Black Shark Ship! We're going to be real pirates!"
