CHAPTER 1062: CHAPTER 1062: THE PRINCE’S DEMEANOR SUDDENLY CHANGES (8)

The entire movement was completed in one seamless motion in just two seconds.

Not just the deputy, even Yuri himself didn’t have time to react, already held at a critical point by Huangfu Qi.

The two deputies reacted simultaneously, drawing their guns aimed at Huangfu Qi.

Huangfu Qi didn’t even lift an eyelid, merely smiled while looking at General Yuri in front of him.

"General Yuri, you’re an expert on weapons, so tell me, between a pen and a gun, which is more lethal?"

"Huangfu Qi..." Yuri cautiously shrank his body, afraid the other might indeed act, "If... if you dare..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Huangfu Qi already increased the pressure on his hand, and the pen tip pierced into General Yuri’s skin with a pff sound.

Feeling the sharp pain on his skin, Yuri’s face went pale, and his shirt back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

"Release the General now!"

"Or I’ll shoot!"

...

The deputy gripped the gun tightly and shouted urgently.

Huangfu Qi slightly raised the corners of his lips and lifted his eyes to glance at the deputy.

"My pen tip is about two millimeters away from his artery. If I release him now, and his carotid artery accidentally gets nicked, if he can’t reach the hospital within half an hour, he’ll be dead. Are you sure you want me to let go of him?"

"..." The deputy was dumbfounded, "This..."

Retracting his gaze, Huangfu Qi leaned again towards General Yuri, "This pen is made of all-carbon steel. It’s my custom piece, the only one in the world, capable of writing and killing. Of course, I’ve always used it for writing; if it gets blood on it, it might not be usable anymore, which I find slightly regrettable. What do you think, General?"

He found it regrettable because the pen wouldn’t write, not because of General Yuri’s death. His words clearly indicated that General Yuri was far less important than his pen.

"I..." General Yuri couldn’t afford to argue at this moment; his forehead was already drenched with cold sweat, "I... I also think it’s a... a pity!"

Compared to the deputy, he could feel his danger more clearly.

The pen tip had entirely pierced his skin’s surface and was slowly going deeper. He had no doubt; as long as Huangfu Qi wished, the pen could puncture his artery at any time.

There was a doctor on board, but an arterial rupture was major surgery that couldn’t be completed on a boat, ensuring his certain death.

His life was in their hands, why show defiance, and what solution was there?!

"So, we’ve reached a consensus, haven’t we, General Yuri?"

"Y... yes!"

Yuri cautiously breathed, afraid his heavy breaths might pierce his artery with the opponent’s pen tip.

Huangfu Qi lightly curved his lips, lazily shrugged his shoulders.

"Since that’s the case, what are the General waiting for?!"

Yuri strained his body, "Transmit... transmit my orders, all elite forces immediately set off for the Northwest Sea area! What... what are you waiting for, quickly... go!"

The deputy gritted his teeth, turned around, and ran out the door with the gun.

Huangfu Qi shifted to the side, jumped over, and sat on the sofa by General Yuri’s side, grabbing the handgun hidden on his person and weighed it in his hand.

"Hmm, a classic Browning model, the General has good taste."

General Yuri lightly tilted his eyes, "Du... Duke likes it, then... just take it."