On the command ship among the many battleships, stood a middle-aged man wearing a black cloak. His face was as sharp as a knife and an axe, with clear lines and slightly pursed lips. His eyes suddenly looked somewhere, and a hint of smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Smiling evilly, "Shout!"
"Yes!" The guard immediately conveyed the order, and then three warships accelerated and sailed directly ahead, and then a high-power trumpet sounded.
"People in the chaotic area listen, people in the chaotic area listen, people in the chaotic area listen, let the people who can call the shots from Jishi Organization come out, let the people who can call the shots from Jishi Organization come out, let the people who can call the shots from Jishi Organization come out!"
After three shouts, the warships all stopped on the sea. All the ships were silent, seeming to be waiting patiently.
Zhou Chuanting, Bian Wusheng and the old woman from the Soul Department looked serious. "What's the background?" Bian Wusheng asked.
Zhou Chuanting shook his head, "The skull and crossbones flag. I've never heard of it."
"Have someone go over and ask them what they want?" the old woman from the Soul Department suggested cautiously.
"That's fine," Zhou Chuanting nodded slightly.
The three people's eyes were still fixed on the surveillance camera. As for Captain Li on the middle battleship, they also clearly saw him.
Bian Wusheng turned on the communicator, looked at it, and gave Qin Cheng an order, "Go over and ask the other party what they want?"
Qin Cheng, Xing Guobin, Fan Xuewu, Huang Yinggao and others are all samurai who stayed behind in the mission hall. Now that something like this has happened, the only way to do it is to let the left behind personnel go out and ask about the situation.
There was such a big noise outside, everyone in the chaotic area was alarmed. It was getting late, and Qin Cheng and others in the mission hall were about to go back to rest. They were worried about the mission, so they stayed until now.
"What is going on?" Everyone was contacting their informants or family and friends in the chaotic area, and soon learned that there was a fleet outside.
"I'm going out," Qin Cheng looked at the other three people and then at the mission hall. At this time, his mood was extremely gloomy.
"Be careful," Xing Guobin stood up and said with concern.
Huang Yinggao also came over and looked at him with a complicated expression, "Pay attention to safety."
Qin Cheng didn't say much, nodded and walked straight out.
More than ten minutes later, Qin Cheng appeared in front of the three warships.
"Excuse me, what do you need?" His heart was shaking so much that his body was trembling slightly.
"Are you the one who can make the decision in Jishi Organization?" Captain Li's guards looked at him coldly.
Can you make the decision? There was a buzz in Qin Cheng's mind. That's right, when they shouted just now, they were talking about the person who can make the decision. What's the point of running out on your own?
"I am not the one who can make the decision, but I am responsible for asking everyone what they need. As long as our organization has it, everyone can discuss it," Qin Cheng said with a smile.
It is true that he is a first-level warrior. Qin Cheng will not be afraid of more than ten ordinary people.
But now, he has all his strength, so what's the use?
"Since you are not the one who can make the decision, don't say anything anymore," the guard said with a look in his eyes. A soldier next to him immediately pulled the trigger.
Then there was a gunshot.
Qin Cheng didn't even have a chance to say the next sentence and fell headlong into the sea water.
"The time limit is half an hour. If you don't come out, don't come out," Captain Li's words rang in the guards' ears.
"yes."
Follow the guards for the second round of shouting, "If the head of Jishi Organization doesn't come out within half an hour, we will
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It’s time to take action.”
The scene of Qin Cheng falling down was seen by countless pairs of eyes in the chaotic area. Most of the residents in the chaotic area have evil names, and a few of them have various relationships with members of the Jishi organization. They are usually regarded as the best in this sea area.
There is nothing to fear from heaven and earth. But now, everyone can’t help but be afraid.
Who has the ability to fight against so many warships? Even if it is Jishi Organization, they have a profound foundation, I am afraid it will not be able to do it, right?
"Let me go out," Bian Wusheng stood up.
"No need. Since they want to find someone who can make the decision, it's better for me to go," Zhou Chuanting suddenly looked much older.
"What do they want to do?" Bian Wusheng sighed. In the blink of an eye, his subordinate Qin Cheng lost his life. To be honest, who could not be frightened when facing so many battleships.
"What do you want? It's nothing more than money and property. What else can you want?" Zhou Chuanting shook his head, "Just why did they find this place, and why do they know about our existence?"
This is something Zhou Chuanting could never have imagined.
Zhou Chuanting said to let him go out, but he still hesitated in his heart.
Once you go out, even if you give them what they want, you may not be able to come back alive.
When Zhou Chuanting walked to the cabin door, the old woman from the Soul Department grabbed him and said, "You can't go. If you go, who will be responsible for such a big stall just in case? I'd better go."
As the old woman spoke, her eyes glanced at Bian Wusheng.
Her meaning is obvious. As a grown man, Bian Wusheng, are you willing to let me go?
"It's better for me to go," Bian Wusheng's mouth twitched. He didn't understand what the old woman meant, but if he really wanted the old woman to step forward, the old woman might not be willing in the end.
Sometimes straightening is better than straightening.
Zhou Chuanting cherished his life, and the old woman cherished her life. Could it be that he, Bian Wusheng, did not cherish his life? But when things came to a close, it was impossible not to go out.
Bian Wusheng sailed away. The old woman who stayed behind said to Zhou Chuanting, "Let's go down."
"What do you want? What else do you want now? Send a message to Yu Feng and let him report the situation here to the company to see if the company can come to the rescue. Let's sink first," the old woman said
urged.
Zhou Chuanting looked at the place where he had accumulated little by little, and closed his eyes in pain.
After a long while, he said: "I'll contact Yu Feng first. We'll check the situation before we leave."
"Okay," the old woman said without urging him.
Bian Wusheng came to the three battleships and said, "Here comes the person who can make the decision in Jishi Organization. My name is Bian Wusheng. I don't know where you are from. What will you do if you find us?"
"Captain Lee," the guard sent a message to Captain Lee.
"Okay, bring Tao Yunlai up," the command ship where Captain Li was sitting also sailed forward.
"Mr. Bian, right? Let me introduce myself. I am the leader of the Sea Eagles, my name is Li Xing. My subordinates all call me Captain Li." Li Xing looked at Bian Wusheng with ridicule in his eyes, "We are going on this trip
Come, I have sent you a traitor back. As a thank you, you will be responsible for our supplies for half a year. One hundred and eight warships, you can do the math for yourself."
The corner of Bian Wusheng's mouth twitched. Who can afford the supplies for one hundred and eight battleships? Even if the Jishi Organization took out all the belongings, it would not be able to sustain them for two months, let alone half a year.
"Captain Li, you are joking. Although we are a force, in fact we are just people floating on the sea looking for a living who get together to keep warm. How can we
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So many things.”
Bian Wusheng smiled bitterly.
"Really? Then let your people speak for themselves," Captain Li clapped his hands. Tao Yunlai was escorted to the deck again.
Bian Wusheng's face turned dark.
Zhou Chuanting and the old woman from the Soul Department, who were still under surveillance, had dark faces.
It turns out there is a traitor.
Just now they thought the traitor was Shu Xingbei.
"Boss Bian, please ask the boss of the organization to hand over the things. If you hand them over, we can all save our lives," Tao Yunlai looked at Bian Wusheng and shouted loudly.
As a second-level warrior, Tao Yunlai certainly knew Bian Wusheng. Moreover, he knew much more about the organization than Shu Xingbei did. He even knew that the real master of the organization was named Zhou.
Tao Yunlai's shout made Bian Wusheng realize that something was wrong. Although he was old, his reaction was not slow. As soon as he exerted force on his feet, he rose into the air and fell towards the command ship.
All the soldiers raised their guns, but Captain Li waved his hand, "Let him come up."
As he spoke, he tossed his clothes, revealing a smart outfit.
"Come on, let me try your skills," Li Xing said with a cheerful smile.
Zhou Chuanting's eyes were fixed on the screen. The current situation was the best he could expect.
If he can face off with Li Xing, Bian Wusheng might be able to make a comeback.
Bian Wusheng's figure fell to the deck, and Li Xing had already punched him.
Bian Wusheng let Li Xing's fist hit him. He raised his arm and pulled Li Xing forward. Li Xing took a few steps forward and almost didn't fall.
"Huh?" After Li Xing stood firm, his eyes narrowed, "It's interesting."
Then Li Xing punched Bian Wusheng in the face again.
Bian Wusheng took a step back and was about to put his arm on Li Xing's arm, but Li Xing turned his fist into a claw and continued to grab Bian Wusheng's face.
Bian Wusheng was about to retreat, but the soldiers behind him had already raised their guns.
His retreat was blocked, and Bian Wusheng could only dodge to the side. At this time, Li Xing's left hand had already drawn a large arc, and struck Bian Wusheng in the chest with his palm.
If Bian Wusheng dodged again, he could only jump into the sea. He had to bear Li Xing's palm alive. When the palm force was hesitating, Bian Wusheng took a sharp breath and contracted the muscles in his chest.
Li Xing slapped him with his palm, and Bian Wusheng's face instantly turned as pale as paper.
Then blood poured out of his mouth.
"You, are you Level 4?" When Bian Wusheng asked this, his voice stopped abruptly and his eyes widened.
"You guessed wrong. I'm not Level 4, but I'll be close soon." Li Xing stretched out his hand and gave Bian Wusheng a gentle push, and Bian Wusheng fell heavily to the deck.
His palm just now shattered Bian Wusheng's internal organs.
What a pity. Li Xing looked at Bian Wusheng on the ground and said, "The attack was too harsh. How about I ask what kind of skill this guy used just now?"
Li Xing was still a little interested in the fact that Bian Wusheng's pull almost made him fall.
"Since your organization won't give face and the leader named Zhou won't come out, then don't force it and kill him," Li Xing waved his hand.
Soldiers on hundreds of warships raised their crossbows toward the chaotic area and fired one after another. In a moment, crossbow arrows flew over the entire chaotic area.
No one could have imagined that the people on the battleship would strike so quickly. The people watching in the distance were thrilling at Bian Wusheng's death when those crossbow arrows arrived.