"Boss, from what I understand, there isn't a ship in the world that can go this fast, right? I feel this speed is already over a hundred miles per hour!"
"What, a hundred miles? You're not joking, are you?"
Moses' face changed suddenly upon hearing this. He hadn't been out to sea often these years, mostly handling business at home. However, these workers were on the sea every day and had seen far more than Moses.
The worker immediately dropped the fork in his hand, then stared seriously at Moses' mouth, resolutely speaking.
"I'm absolutely not joking; this ship's speed definitely exceeds 120 miles."
"Could they be here to rob us?"
Moses said with some panic on his face. People always react with resistance to foreign things. Chen Ergou's ship was getting closer and closer, while Moses and the others stared fixedly at Chen Ergou and his group.
The boat got closer and closer, and Moses and the others' faces became increasingly grim.
"My god, what's that coiled on their boat?"
