This was Nuo Xia's first feeling when he opened his eyes in a daze. He was in a daze for a while, always feeling that something was wrong.
Didn't I sleep on a Simmons mattress? Why is it so hard under my butt...
Sunset? Where did my tent go?
He sat up in confusion and looked down. His shirt had been taken off, leaving only a pair of shorts...
"...?"
He scratched his head and stood up, looking around and found that he was still on the desert island. The tent was still there, but it was empty.
All valuable things that could be moved were gone, including desks, sofas and chairs, large Simmons mattresses...
Even the bathtub and toilet were missing.
"That's outrageous. Did I meet a thief who committed a crime in a gang? It's not tiring, right..."
Nuo Xia's balls ached for a while. Hey, he was so sleepy during the day that he was touched completely and didn't feel anything at all.
It wouldn't matter if these sundries were stolen, but the most terrible thing is that the two swords are gone.
It's a pity that both pets are not around. If Dingchun or Xiaoluo were guarding them, could this kind of thing still happen?
"However, it's a good thing that both Yongen's swords were touched." He rubbed his temples, "otherwise there would be no way to trace them."
The natal swords, Azakana's Sword and Wind Sword, which were given as S-class gift boxes, had a subtle mutual connection with him after they were upgraded to great swords.
Use this as a clue and follow the clues to locate the general location of the thief at any time.
"Thank you so much for knowing to leave some space for me."
Speechlessly, he turned the empty tent back into a capsule and put it back into his backpack.
He took out "Altaïr's Hooded Sweatshirt" and put it on, then took off on moon steps and chased in the direction he sensed.
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More than an hour later.
Nuo Xia, who was in mid-air, suddenly seemed to notice something. He suddenly stopped and looked at the white warship in the distance in the night.
"Branch 223..."
His eyes fell on Bai Fan's number and his brows furrowed.
If I remember correctly, this is one of the 15 branches under the Xihai First Branch, but the geographical location is relatively remote, and there is basically no interaction with the First Branch.
But it is true that he is under his command.
So...
In the navy of this base, there are some scum with bad conduct, not only committing robberies and thieves, but also stealing from the immediate boss of his immediate boss?
What is this? Nuo Xia shook his head speechlessly. He was about to board the deck to reveal his identity. After thinking about it, he suddenly changed his mind. He instead escaped into the sea and quietly boarded the ship from the stern.
With his strength, it is naturally very easy to avoid being discovered by the sailors on the warship.
It was dinner time and the cabin was empty.
Nuo Xia went straight to the center of the first floor and found two knives carefully hung on the wall in a rather luxurious office.
"This office..."
Nuo Xia sat down on the sofa chair, crossed her legs and turned slowly, looking at the luxurious decorations around her, frowning for a while.
How big is the position of the captain of this warship? He is just a major or lieutenant colonel in the branch. If he is placed in the headquarters, he has just become a lieutenant. As a result, his office is much more luxurious than that of a major general.
Simply outrageous.
Including the act of robbing one of his belongings, we can get a glimpse of the extent of the problems in the 223 branch.
"Um?"
At this moment, Nuo Xia seemed to notice something. His eyes moved down and landed on the wooden floor at his feet. After letting go of what he had seen and heard, his eyes suddenly focused.
Is there a breath of life underneath?
They were people, and there were a lot of them. A rough estimate was that there were twenty or thirty people... Nuo Xia squinted his eyes and didn't bother to find any hidden passages. He directly exerted force under his feet and landed heavily on the ground.
Click!
The wooden floor around the sofa and chair instantly cracked, leaving a crater several meters wide.
Sawdust was flying everywhere and dust was filling the air. Looking through the hole, there was a darkroom of fifty square meters underneath.
The air was not circulating, and the dim light was filled with a disgusting sour smell. Nuo Xia stepped inside and looked around. All the people inside were shackled and tied to the wall.
Women, children, and even four- or five-year-old toddlers... all with lifeless faces.
When they heard someone coming down, most of them still looked indifferent, and some mothers subconsciously held their children in their arms and looked at the tall figure of the visitor in fear...
Is this what a navy warship should look like?
Nuo Xia was silent for a long time, unable to believe her eyes.
With a slight flick of the wrist, several invisible sword energy slashed out, and the shackles on everyone's body were opened in response. The slaves in this circle stayed in place for a few seconds before they reacted and looked up at him blankly.
The moment they saw that face clearly, the expressions of these people moved slightly, and their dull and dull pupils gradually became brighter.
"So..."
Nuo Xia lit the kerosene lamp hanging on the wall, then sat down on the floor in the middle, looked around, and spoke softly:
"Can anyone tell me what happened to you?"
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on deck.
Major Heike, who had just finished dinner in the restaurant, burped with a shy stomach and slowly walked to the deck with a toothpick in his mouth, intending to take a walk to eat.
Although he is only about 1.8 meters tall, he weighs at least 300 kilograms. He looks similar in size vertically and horizontally, like an extra-large wine barrel.
A lean young navy man followed him step by step, with a flattering smile on his face.
"Good job, Ryan!"
Major Heike glanced sideways at him and said with a smile:
"I contacted the Balk family in the afternoon. They are ready to accept this batch of slaves. They can also accept the pair of knives, and the price offered is much higher than I expected...
"
"How many, Major?" Ryan couldn't help but asked curiously.
"At least this amount."
Major Heike stretched out four fingers and laughed loudly, "Forty-five million Baileys! Ryan, the price has doubled! It was you who discovered the tent, as well as the knife. Your contribution this time is not small.
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"Where, where..."
The tall and thin Ryan rubbed his hands and almost turned into a fly with excitement, "This is all because of you, Major... By the way, you see, I have been in the position of second lieutenant for more than half a year. Can I do this this time?"
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"Well..."
Major Heike glanced at him with a half-smile, and when he was about to make a few jokes, he suddenly saw Ryan's eyes widening, with uncontrollable horror in his eyes.
What's wrong with this?
Hai Ke frowned and subconsciously turned his head to look, but when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he also stayed in place.
On the sea in the distance, in the hazy mist, a huge black shadow is slowly coming this way, with black sails fluttering in the wind. Even though it is far away, you can still feel the terrifying pressure.
And at the bow of the ship.
There are still more than ten unusually tall figures standing, covered with bandages, with strange shapes, mute and strange screams, and a ghastly and terrifying aura blowing towards their faces...