Qin Yang originally had no interest in this meeting, but under Zhao Xiaoqi's coercion and inducement, he had no choice but to participate. Sitting next to his third uncle, he always felt uncomfortable. After all, his third uncle was wearing a suit and tie, and it was difficult to hide his appearance.
What a shame, Zhao Xiaoqi originally planned to say that he was an orphan, but Zhao San almost got angry about it. What's going on? You old man has no face to see people, right? Who in the past in the Atlantic wouldn't give seven cents of face?
Zhao Xiaoqi couldn't express his pain. After all, the old man was a robber and Sophie was a serious pacifist. This was completely in conflict.
"Hello, uncle." Sophie acted like a lady, and Zhao San didn't want to be too careless. He just felt that the clothes he was wearing were uncomfortable and not as comfortable as flip-flops with big pants. He straightened his tie and said: "You
good."
The simple reply left Sophie at a loss what to say.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
Qin Yang weakly patted his forehead and said: "It's a coincidence that Miss Su also had a relationship with me in writing. We worked together in Nili. I didn't expect you to be Xiao Qi's girlfriend. This world is really weird.
Da. Miss Su, you don’t know that the merchant ship that carried you to the Cape of Good Hope belonged to my third uncle. When he heard that the people of our country were trapped in Nili, he transferred two ships on the spot for transportation."
"Really?" Sophie said in surprise, "Thank you even more, uncle."
"Wherever, it should be." Zhao San also raised his nose and said: "These things are all what should be done. I run out on the sea all the year round, and I can't get ashore for several years. I rarely meet Chinese people, they are all foreigners.
People in my hometown are very friendly, not to mention that people in our hometown are suffering, so we can do nothing."
"Bah." Qin Yang and Zhao Xiaoqi cursed in their hearts at the same time. How can you be so kind to people in your hometown? The most you can do is give them a 20% discount. What you can do? What you can do is to loot Nili with knives.
Sophie quickly said: "Uncle, there must be many interesting things on the sea? They say that the sea is the most mysterious. I envy you for being able to wander on the vast sea all year round."
"Life forces me." The third uncle sighed, took a puff of his cigarette, and said, "As for the mystery you mentioned, I have seen more than just one or two. As for the ghost ship, I have seen more than ten.
There was really no one there when I got on board, but it was well-equipped. I even saw the ghost ship of the Qing Dynasty warship in the Atlantic Ocean. It had the word Zheng on it. It should be Zheng He’s fleet. I’ll give you the details on this.
Tell me in detail, it’s very mysterious.”
The two chatted here, while Qin Yang looked around boredly. As he was looking, suddenly a familiar figure walked in at the door. He took a closer look and saw that it was the bastard Huang Zequn he was looking for.
What makes Qin Yang strange is that there are four or five pale-faced people from the M country next to Huang Zequn, each of whom looks like a legendary vampire. Huang Zequn is also pale-faced. If he didn't know that his soul is in his body, Qin
Yang even thought that this guy was dead.
"You guys are chatting, I have something small to do." After Qin Yang finished speaking, he followed him, rushed to the elevator with the group, and stood next to Huang Zequn. However, the boy didn't seem to recognize him, and looked straight ahead with numb eyes.
.
"Mr. Dong, can you see any clues?" Qin Yang asked with a frown.
"Insufficient Qi and blood, it shouldn't be like this. It seems like he has taken a lot of psychedelic drugs. I need to listen to his pulse." Dong Feng said.
Qin Yang nodded.
Looking at the foreigners, they are all about 1.8 meters tall. One of them is very strong. Although his face is pale, his eyes are not as numb as Huang Zequn. From time to time, he looks back at him, and there is a very conspicuous lust in his eyes.
Among the other three people, there was a woman with flowing blond hair, who looked like a Nordic person, with a few bloodshot eyes, and her skin was as white as a piece of paper.
When they reached the top floor, several people left the elevator one after another. After Qin Yang walked down, he shook his neck and followed him. Seeing several people entering a room, Qin Yang walked to the corner, lit a cigarette and tasted it slowly, his eyes filled with laughter.
He was staring at the room, but saw Huang Zequn walking to a chair and sitting down. He took out a dagger on the table and gently scratched his pulse. The blood trickled out and flowed into a cup that looked like the legendary Holy Grail.
What surprised Qin Yang even more was that after the cup was filled with blood, the wound on Huang Zequn's wrist healed automatically. Those people took a sip of blood and recited strange spells silently. Huang Zequn ate it.
After taking a pill, as the spell became faster and faster, his body trembled more and more, and his face became extremely ferocious.
Qin Yang blew out his cigarette, stepped forward and kicked the door open. The door was kicked open with huge force, and the spell was abruptly interrupted. The sinister man roared and rushed towards Qin Yang.
He turned around and sent him back with a kick, but the guy stood up again as if nothing had happened, his face became more and more crazy, and he rushed over with several other people at the same time.
Qin Yang was extremely surprised. The force of his kick could break at least a few ribs. How could this guy be fine?
A cold feeling hit his back. Qin Yang turned around without thinking, but saw the woman took out a dagger in her hand and stabbed Qin Yang continuously. Qin Yang's eyes froze and he punched her.
At the same time, he grabbed her right arm with both hands and twisted it hard. A clicking sound came instantly, and he snatched her dagger away. But what made Qin Yang even more incredible was that the woman actually moved her arm.
He rushed over again, with a hint of disdain in the corners of his mouth.
"Damn it." Qin Yang cursed, and was no longer polite. He waved his hand and stabbed the dagger into a person's heart. At the same time, he raised his foot and kicked him to the wall. At this time, he grabbed him and lay on the ground with one hand.
Huang Zequn's hair, after escaping another person's attack, slapped him in the face and shouted in a low voice: "Huang Zequn, wake up!"
But Huang Zequn was shaking all over and couldn't say a word. When his eyes saw Qin Yang, his eyes showed a cry for help. Qin Yang cursed in a low voice, threw Huang Zequn out, and kicked someone in the head.
On his head, but what made Qin Yang smile even more was that the guy shook his neck and stood up again, and the most incomprehensible thing was that the guy who was stabbed in the heart by the dagger also pulled out the dagger, as if nothing happened.
"Immortal?" Qin Yang felt a little dizzy.
This is troublesome.
While he was beating several people out, suddenly two people appeared at the door, it was the two brothers Duan Zhiming and Duan Zhixun. Without saying anything, these two men held several syringes in their hands and stabbed the medicine in one person's neck.
Inside, the guy shivered and fainted to the ground. Qin Yang was effective and was not polite. With a wave of his hand, Tang Dao appeared in his hand and stabbed the woman on the wall. Duan Zhiming rushed forward and stabbed the woman.
After injecting the injection and pulling out the Tang Dao, Qin Yang knocked the man away with his backhand. But when Duan Zhixun wanted to step forward, the sinister man rushed forward and chased him towards the balcony.
Duan Zhiming shouted, and Qin Yang immediately accelerated when he saw the opportunity, but no matter how hard he hit him, the man didn't let go. Even though he beat the two of them back, he still clamped Duan Zhixun's waist tightly, and Duan Zhixun couldn't hold back the huge force.
His face was almost turning purple.
Duan Zhiming wanted to inject the injection into his body, but Huang Zequn, who had been in the corner, suddenly rushed out, snatched the needle away, threw it on the ground and crushed it.
"Isn't it easy to die?" Qin Yang sneered, stepped forward and passed the knife between the two of them, just cutting it horizontally and in one direction. The sharp blade instantly passed through his neck, and the head fell to the ground, and blood spurted out.
The ceiling was covered in blood red, and the hands that were holding Duan Zhixun loosened. Duan Zhixun lay on the ground, breathing heavily.
"Thank you, Mr. Qin." Duan Zhixun took a breath, took out a cigarette and handed it to Qin Yang. He sat on the ground and took a big sip. Qin Yang grabbed Huang Zequn's neck and punched him in the face.
On the back of his head, Huang Zequn suddenly fainted.
"What's going on?" Qin Yang glanced at the two of them.
Duan Zhiming took out a sheet and covered the guy who had moved his head, sat aside and said, "They are people from a mysterious organization. They believe in the power of immortality and use a strange potion to keep the platelets in the blood at an extremely active level.
So that the wounds can heal instantly, and even achieve the effect of immortality, we give them powerful anesthetics,
"Is it a good thing?" Qin Yang said.
Duan Zhixun smiled bitterly: "But this thing is extremely harmful to the body. It is said to be developed by a certain pharmaceutical company for the military, but the thirty soldiers who tried it all turned out to be unintentional rebels and ran away without a trace.
, and later their bodies were found one after another, and they all turned into mummies. They died miserably. This thing can easily make people dependent. I'm afraid your friend will not survive more than three years."