Li Ruoxin saw that Ye Fan's face was not good-looking and did not ask. Although she was a little worried, she still chose to believe Ye Fan.
Ye Fan drove to the Xin District Station and prepared to buy a ticket to Anyang Pier on the seaside.
It is a must-stop place for outbound cruises. Many people buy discount tickets there, and most Binhai locals know it.
Ye Fan put on glasses and disguised himself as a short young man, gentle and polite, but looking quite timid.
He took a minibus to Anyang Pier.
I don’t know who designed this minibus. It has few seats, a large area in the middle, and hanging rings for passengers to grab.
Because the train is fast and has many stops along the way, it is designed like a bus to accommodate more passengers.
There were not many people at the initial site, and there were still one or two free seats. Ye Fan quickly occupied a seat and sat down comfortably.
It was just past six-thirty at this time, and there were still very few vehicles on the road. I looked out the window at the scenery going backwards.
The minibus quickly left the city and passed through villages, fields and woods.
The blue sky outside the window, the floating white clouds, and the farmers working in the fields all made him feel peaceful inside.
After a few stops, the number of people on the bus gradually increased, and there were not enough seats, so some people were standing.
Ye Fan found an old lady wearing a headscarf and blue floral homespun clothes next to her. Her rickety body was swaying as the vehicle moved.
He wanted to pretend that he was asleep and couldn't see anything, but he felt that the eyes of the people around him were shining on him like thorns.
The old woman was carrying a big bag of potatoes and looked exhausted. Ye Fan looked at her and for some reason, suddenly felt that there was a shadow of his mother on her body.
If I didn't live up to expectations and was still so addicted to gambling and drunkenly dreaming of life, I guess my mother would be forced to go out to make a living, right?
So Ye Fan stood up and said with a smile: "Grandma, I'm about to get off the car, you can take this seat."
The old woman said "good boy" in a hoarse voice, then sat on her seat and rubbed her sore legs.
Then, the old woman took out a few potatoes, wiped off the dirt with her sleeves, and handed them to Ye Fan with a smile.
"Son, I grow these at home. Take some back and taste them. They taste very good."
Seven or eight potatoes were round and slippery and difficult to handle. Ye Fan couldn't bear to refuse the old woman's kindness, so he pocketed them on his clothes and carried them with his hands, looking very funny.
However, he still smiled and said: "Thank you, grandma."
At this time, a vicious voice suddenly sounded.
"Old woman, get up!
Give your seat to me, didn't you see that I have no place to sit?" Ye Fan suddenly turned his head, and a middle-aged man with dark skin and thick arms shouted to the old woman.
There are only twenty seats in this stupid minibus carriage, and all the other seats are occupied.
There were a few very fashionable girls sitting in the front row, with fierce looks on their faces, and they were in groups, which was difficult to deal with.
There was a big boy with yellow hair behind him, holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth carelessly, and he was even more difficult to mess with.
The other seats in twos and threes seemed to have one or two companions, but this old woman was the easiest to bully.
As for the guy with glasses who gave up his seat to her, he looked like a weakling with no strength at all, so there was no need to think about it at all.
The old woman was silent for a moment, then stood up tremblingly.
The middle-aged man was filled with pride. He looked around and found that no one dared to look this way.
Seeing Ye Fan turn around and help grandma aside, his smile became even brighter.
Just as the middle-aged man was about to sit down, he felt a sharp pain in his left ribs, and then a heavy and powerful kick hit his stomach.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man couldn't hold back his strength, and his whole body hit the side wall of the carriage.
When he turned around and saw his attacker, he shouted to himself: "Four-eyed boy!
Do you want to die?" Ye Fan didn't say hello, but kicked him several times, all of them hitting his very fragile ribs.
The man couldn't recover for a moment and was kicked several times, as if a powerful pile driver had hit his body. The pain caused his internal organs to shift out of place.
No one could have imagined that Ye Fan would not say a word and would hit him whenever he asked. He was meek and gentle just a moment ago, but turned into a furious lion in the blink of an eye.
People in the carriage stopped talking to each other and doing trivial matters. There was silence for a while, and the only sound was the sound of wheels rubbing against the rails.
The man collapsed on the ground, having lost the ability to fight back, and cried out pitifully: "Why did you, Ye Fan, hit me?" After speaking, he was shocked to find blood oozing from his mouth and nose. He didn't know how serious the injury was, and his spleen was probably ruptured.
"I'm fighting social scum like you!
"The minibus stopped at a small station. Ye Fan grabbed the man's hair, dragged him a few steps and threw him off the bus.
"Trash, crawl to the hospital by yourself, otherwise you will die of excessive internal bleeding."
Shocked by his excessive sense of justice and violence, no one called the police, everyone pretended as if nothing had happened, and even their expressions were not very special.
Afterwards, Ye Fan asked the old woman to return to her seat and sit down again.
The old woman grabbed his hand, looked at him deeply, and said after a while: "My child, you must be a good person."
That tone and expression were exactly the same as my mother's back then! She had just vented her anger, and her psychology was very fragile. When Ye Fan heard these words, he was deeply touched.
He nodded heavily and quickly leaned over to pick up the scattered potatoes.
Arriving in Anyang Town, Ye Fan said goodbye to his grandmother.
Due to time constraints, I didn't have time to take a closer look at the scenery of Anyang Town, so I stopped a motorcycle and hurried to the pier to take a boat.
The cruise ship in Anyang is actually a good name. The actual ship is transformed from a freighter and is designed for the entertainment of people who have no money to travel abroad.
Although Devil's Island is located on the high seas, it is only a six-hour journey from the coast, and the scenery along the way is very good.
The so-called leaving the country is just wandering around the border and playing a few side games.
Ye Fan got on the cruise ship and bought a one-day and one-night travel ticket.
During the cruise, you will encounter the Devil's Sea, which is twenty nautical miles away. You can view the majesty of "Little Bermuda" through high-power telescopes! Ye Fan chose a cruise ship because of this.
Sitting on the sea cruise ship, Ye Fan's heart was like the ups and downs of the waves, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
The seasick child opposite had already begun to vomit wildly, and the pungent smell made Ye Fan feel even more depressed.
He left the cabin and came to the deck.
The strong sea breeze mixed with a touch of fishy heat, Ye Fan gasped for air, and his knuckles holding on to the railing became tighter.
Suddenly, the scene where the grandmother who gave him potatoes was talking appeared in Ye Fan's eyes.
"Kid, you must be a good person!
"Grandma's words were always like a punch, ringing a big bell in his heart, one after another, without stopping for a long time.
This is the brilliance of humanity, the brilliance of mankind! "Grandma, I admit that I am not a good person, but I am definitely not a bad person! Don't worry, I will completely wipe out the Blood Demon Sect for you! The fate of mankind will never be left to your hands.
In the hands of this group of evil people!"
In the evening, someone suddenly shouted.
"Little Baimu is here, little Baimu is here!"
Suddenly, everyone rushed onto the deck, scrambling to grab the remote telescope.
No one noticed that a man quietly got into the sea from the stern of the ship and headed towards Devil's Island.
The Devil's Sea area is unusual. There is a huge white fog covering hundreds of miles around it, and the white fog reaches the sky.
On the seabed, there are many reefs, large and small, like hills, and a large cluster emerges from the sea every few miles.
In the center of the dense fog, there was another thirty miles of red fog, almost dyeing the sea water red.
The air here is very strong, with a strong blood demon aura, which can be said to be a Wuyuan secret realm of the Blood Demon Sect.
For ordinary people, this kind of blood demon gas is poisonous. If it is inhaled into the body, it will not take long before they will enter a manic state and even become insane.
When the ship enters this sea area, the crew becomes manic and cannot avoid the rocks. It is not surprising that a large number of shipwrecks occur.
Ye Fan ignored the blood demon energy and walked around Devil's Island.
Devil's Island is not big, only over 30,000 square meters.
In the heart of Devil's Island, there is a hill. The entire top of the hill is covered with a large closed building, like a prison, covering the mountainside to the top of the mountain.
Ye Fan waited until it was completely dark before he boarded Devil's Island and found a secret path up the mountain.
He came around the building.
There are more than a dozen gates to the tall building, and a fifty-meter-high wall extends from the inside. A wire mesh is hung on the top of the wall, making it impossible for ordinary people to climb through.
There is only one person on duty in front of the guard box, and two others are patrolling not far away.
It’s called patrolling, but it’s actually to avoid the cameras and the cat is smoking in the corner.
Like a ghost, Ye Fan knocked the two men unconscious, put on their uniforms, then changed his appearance, disguised himself as them, and walked to the guard box.
"Senior Brother Luo, where is Senior Brother Li?"
The young Blood Demon Sect disciple was in charge of standing guard. When he saw that only one of the two people who went out to smoke came back, he asked quickly.
"I don't know what I ate. I was in Chuanxi and shit my pants. I was so disgusted.
I’ll go back and help him get some clean clothes!”
As Ye Fan spoke, he looked at the young disciple.
The young disciple's energy waned, and then he nodded dully, "Brother Luo, go back quickly..." After saying that, he opened the gate of the sentry box and let Ye Fan in.
Ye Fan entered the wall, and it was pitch black inside. The whole building towered into the sky, and was estimated to have at least thirty-four floors.
Ye Fan did not shy away from anything and came to a monitoring room on the first floor.
At this time, there were four people in black clothes playing cards together in the monitoring room.
These people had cigarettes in their mouths, and there were bottles of beer on the table. The whole monitoring room was filled with smoke.
"Hey, Lao Luo, why are you, an outer disciple, doing this here?"
When the man in black inside saw Ye Fan, he immediately opened the door and shouted.
"I have something to report to Mr. Hua Xianghai."
Ye Fan walked into the control room, and after a moment's awareness, he discovered that these four people were actually five times the limit warriors.
Judging from the fact that they are not too old, in their forties or fifties, they should all be the core disciples of the Blood Demon Sect.
As for those guarding the posts outside, most of them only have two or three times the limit, and they are all outer disciples.
"Rolling ball! Don't you just have a brother who works as a deacon in the inner sect, and you want to go to the Holy Son to intercede?
Why, I heard that we are going to have trouble here, and you can't stay here all day?
Go, go, go away, I’m not happy about losing money today, so don’t look for trouble!”