Woke up to be beaten by a killer whale

In the cabin, Maxim threw away the blood-stained golf club and sat down on the captain's broken chair that was already beginning to peel off.

Someone nearby immediately brought a glass of water with great tact.

The thin man was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, his left leg twisted abnormally and large amounts of blood oozing out.

Suddenly, another white bodyguard came into the cabin, bent down and said something in Maxim's ear.

Maxim's eyes lit up, and then he shrugged his shoulders, and finally he couldn't help laughing:

"This really fits the Chinese saying, 'No pain, no gain', isn't it?"

He just laughed out loud, his voice revealing relief and his eyes gleaming with pride.

That useless woman took so much effort to send the killer whale back to the sea, but she didn't expect the beast to be ungrateful and actually come back on its own!
Maxim stopped laughing, his eyes were filled with determination:
"Now that it has reached the shore, it will never be possible for it to return to the sea."

At this moment, the thin man lying on the ground suddenly let out a low groan, and then his body slowly curled up. He raised his head with difficulty, revealing his face that was unrecognizable with blood.

He opened his mouth wide and tried hard to take in air, but his tongue was curled slightly in an awkward way, like a dog struggling to survive.

Maxim then noticed him, and as if he saw a squashed insect still moving, he said in a joking manner:
"Still alive?"

He squatted down, looked at the math man with interest, raised his hand and patted his face, praising him:
"You know, I've hunted lions in Africa, killed tigers on the Russian border, and I even have a few pairs of ivory tusks at home. They're all fresh, and I took them down with my own hands!"

He sounded very excited when he said this. He did not feel ashamed of those poaching crimes at all. Instead, he was very proud of it!
The thin man opened his mouth, and Maxim saw that even his teeth were stained with blood, so he laughed even harder:
"I've discovered that humans are always at the top of the food chain, much better than those beasts!"

He avoided the subject and his words were even more confusing. The thin man just stared at him but didn't have the strength to utter a word.

Maxim stopped laughing and looked down at him:
"You don't seem to understand what I mean. Oh, don't worry, man. I'm praising you."

He spread his hands, looked at the man who was on the verge of death after being beaten by him with a mocking look, and said word by word:

"What I mean is, you're better than those beasts, and you have a lot more life!"

Such insulting and mocking words are not only inhumane, but also a true reflection of Maxim's contempt and manipulation of those he considers his inferiors.

The thin man let out an angry snort from between his teeth, his eyes revealing deep resentment, and began to struggle.

Maxim stood up and laughed as he watched him wriggling on the ground like a worm:

"Well, although I didn't get to play a relaxing round of golf this afternoon, you did let me vent a little. Now I don't need you to work anymore. Your mission has been completed!"

Then he seemed to have thought of something and pointed his finger at the thin man:

"But your work wasn't done very well, so I won't pay you."

After saying that, he turned to look at the white bodyguard:
"Come on, take me to see my beloved prey. Today is such a beautiful day."

However, the white bodyguard who had been expressionless just now now looked embarrassed, flipping the tablet in his hand quickly and swiping the screen quickly.

"Mr. Korovin..."

With a grim look on his face, he raised the tablet and faced Maxim.

On Fang Zheng's screen was a post on a social networking site that said "a group of killer whales were stranded".

Maxim didn't take it seriously at first, but as the white bodyguard's fingers slid quickly, he finally stopped:
On the screen was his photo.

Maxim's smiling mouth froze, and then his face gradually darkened, staring at the screen in front of him with a sinister look:
"How is this going?"

The white bodyguard explained in a low voice:

"Just now a group of killer whales washed up on the coast and stranded. Now there are information about this incident on various social networking sites, and it spreads very quickly."

"Internet users are speculating on the reasons, and the most popular one is that someone is suspected of illegally using high-frequency sonar."

Maxim gritted his teeth and looked at the picture of himself on the screen:

"So? What does this have to do with me?" He had no industry related to fisheries in this city, and even this ship equipped with illegal sonar had nothing to do with him. It was impossible for this to be blamed on him anyway.

How could someone implicate him in this matter?

The white bodyguard murmured:
"There is no evidence, it's just that someone posted something like this and it attracted a lot of attention."

This is what a highly developed Internet is like. The other side of its speed and convenience is specious distortions and rumors. It is an extremely sharp double-edged sword.

Without any evidence, just some specious words, they will soon be forwarded by others and circulated in countless versions.

Everyone hides behind the screen, and all information is sent with just a tap of the finger. It is cheap and easy, but in the end they will all become murderous knives.

No evidence is needed, just this information is enough to make him anxious.

Maxim closed his eyes, his chest heaving violently with anger. After a long while, he asked:
“Is this news?”

The white bodyguard shook his head:

"It's not news, it's just a post that some people forwarded with a lot of traffic, but it quickly..."

Maxim knew what he was saying before he finished.

There is no news now, but there will be news soon.

Today's news media are not as formal as they used to be. There are many that spend energy to verify facts and spread false information to grab traffic.

What's more, this matter itself is related to him.

The matter has become so serious that the police will summon him even if there is no evidence. Although he will not be detained and his freedom will not be restricted, the questioning will delay the case for a long time.

Although he thought he had done a perfect job and had cleaned up all the messes, there was no guarantee that he would not be caught by others with small revelations that he had not noticed.

The longer the delay, the more disadvantageous it will be for him.

"Hehehehe..."

Suddenly, a muffled laugh came from my feet.

Maxim looked down and saw the thin man grabbing the leg of the chair next to him and slowly standing up.

He raised his face, which was covered in bruises and blood, looked at him mockingly, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Look, Maxim, you're not omnipotent."

Maxim couldn't help but kick him again, and then looked towards the direction of the dock unwillingly.

Once again, he tasted the bitter taste of failure.

He suffered setbacks one after another in this city, which was a great shame in his smooth life!
Now he had to leave.

Maxim suppressed his anger and glanced at the thin man at his feet, not missing the gloating in his eyes.

I just looked at him quietly for two seconds, then suddenly laughed again:

"You're right. I did fail this time, but so what?"

"I have countless wealth. After I leave here, I can go somewhere else to enjoy my life."

He stared at the thin man and said slowly:
"But you, my friend, are different. You will become the culprit of the whole incident. You will be cursed by everyone and end up in jail, taking the blame for me."

After Maxim finished speaking, he snapped his fingers at the thin man and smiled meaningfully:

"I must say, this is really your most useful moment. For God's sake, I will help you when you are convicted. Maybe you can live happily in prison for the rest of your life!"

After saying this, he walked out of the cabin without looking back. (End of this chapter)