The huge ship, like a steel behemoth, breaks through the sea and moves forward against the wind.
The sides of the ship are equipped with various thermal weapons including missiles. To be more precise, this is a well-equipped warship.
There were many people standing on the deck, among whom a middle-aged man in black stood out the most.
He is tall and thin, and his body, including his face, is covered with dense tattoos of all kinds of scalp-numbing insects.
He stared at the sea in silence. When others saw his silence, no one dared to speak.
This battleship, named the Witch God, is owned by the Ghost Witch Palace, a well-known organization in Southeast Asia.
The middle-aged man's name is Agu Man, the master of the Ghost Witch Palace.
Internationally, he is known as a ghost witch, and in Southeast Asia, he has more than one frightening title, such as the head-dropping master, the life-killing wizard, the bloody Yama, etc.
The reason why he appeared here with a group of subordinates is because the Ghost Witch Palace received an invitation from the "Hand of God" not long ago and is currently on his way to the appointment.
Seeing that Moromon Island was getting closer and closer, Aguman's expression became more and more solemn.
Looking at the rough sea, I was thinking in my mind, what is the purpose of the "Hand of God" inviting me to go over?
Fortunately, he already knew that in addition to the Ghost Witch Palace, the "Hand of God" also invited many other organizations, so it was not aimed at his Ghost Witch Palace.
A young man walked quickly towards this side and said respectfully:
"Sir, we discovered the military helicopter of China's Nantianmen at high altitude, heading in this direction! It is very likely that we also received an invitation to go to Moromon Island."
"Nantianmen?"
A Guman looked at the subordinate with a gloomy expression.
"It can't be wrong! There is a sign of 'Nantianmen' on it." The young man nodded firmly.
A Guman sneered: "Those ancient warriors in China are more arrogant than the other. The guys from Nantianmen are not good people.
We are not allowed to step into China, but we treat other countries in Southeast Asia as our own back garden, and we can go wherever we want. So far, many of our people have died at their hands!"
The Guiwu Palace can own a battleship like the Wushen, so one can imagine how wealthy it is.
The two main profit methods of the Ghost Witch Palace are protection fees and the killer business.
They don't care who the other party is, as long as they give enough money, they will do it. And Chinese people are spread all over Southeast Asia. This naturally leads to grievances between Guiwu Palace and Nantianmen.
A Guman was silent for a moment and sneered: "Even if he is a master of ancient Chinese martial arts, I don't believe that he can survive being hit by a missile at an altitude of several thousand meters!"
………
"Can you fly a helicopter? Why do I always have a bad feeling?"
Yang Mu was sitting in the co-pilot's seat and saw Long Qi using communication equipment to confirm with the people at Nantianmen how to control the armed helicopter. He immediately felt like he was being pulled onto a pirate ship.
"Of course I will."
Long Qi ended the communication with Nantianmen and said angrily, "Look below, we are now over the South Pacific. If not, can I drive the helicopter here?"
"It's because you've already flown the helicopter here that I'm scared!" Yang Mu muttered.
If it were over land, Yang Mu wouldn't be afraid of any accidents now. After all, he could already fly, and at worst he could fly to the land below with Long Qi.
He was afraid that something would happen at sea, and if he fell into the sea out of strength before he could fly Long Qi to land, he would be really doomed.
"Again, I can fly. In the past, I have flown a helicopter to chase the enemy more than once during missions. It's just that the model of the helicopter is different, and the control method is slightly different. To be on the safe side, I just confirmed it!"
Long Qi looked at Yang Mu, "If you think I'm not good as a female driver, then why don't you do it instead?"
Seeing Yang Mu pretending not to hear and turning to look out the window, she snorted proudly, as if she had won a battle.
If she took action, Long Qi knew that she would lose to Yang Mu in an instant, but in terms of thermal weapons, reconnaissance, driving, etc., she was confident that she could crush Yang Mu.
"Don't worry. If there is really danger, sister, I will protect you. Little brother, just sit still and don't cause trouble for me!"
Long Qi showed a rare childish side. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard Yang Mu say: "Missile!"
"What?"
Long Qi wondered if there was something wrong with his ears. What kind of missile? He was currently thousands of meters above the South Pacific. Where did the missile come from?
boom!
Yang Mu didn't answer her question, he just kicked open the cabin door, put his arms around Long Qi's waist, and jumped up, his clothes rustling in the strong wind.
Even with Long Qi's temperament, faced with this unexpected scene, when he noticed that his body was falling rapidly towards the sea, his face turned pale and he screamed in surprise.
"What are you doing?"
Boom——
Soon, a loud noise covered Long Qi's voice.
Long Qi turned around and saw that the helicopter was hit by a missile, exploded and turned into a ball of flames, and the wreckage quickly fell downwards.
"Really...really there are missiles?" Long Qi was dumbfounded.
"Sister, didn't you promise to protect me, my little brother? Why are you doing the opposite now? Alas, you can't believe what a woman says, and the seventh lady of Nantianmen is no exception."
Yang Mu laughed in his mouth and looked down, but it was as cold as a cold sword.
………
On the battleship, Aguman looked at the sky with a telescope. When he saw the missile hitting the helicopter, he couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.
The next moment, he saw something and was surprised: "What a quick reaction. Two people jumped out before the missile hit! However, these two guys didn't seem to have landing devices on their bodies, so they still couldn't do anything.
Save a life."
"Oh? The person who can react so quickly must be the ancient martial arts master of China! Could it be that he is the Lord of Nantian? However, even the ancient martial arts master fell from an altitude of several thousand meters without a parachute.
If you come down, you won’t survive the same!”
An old man next to him said.
"Hahaha! Great! Their Nantianmen have interfered in our Ghost Witch Palace's business many times. They asked for this!"
"That's right. If they mess with us, no matter whether they are Nantianmen or Beitianmen, we will send them all away with one missile!"
…
The others echoed and cheered.
If he really killed the master of the "Nantian Sect" like this, even though the method was disgraceful, it would still be considered a feat.
As long as it is said to the outside world that the Lord of Nantian died at the hands of Ghost Witch Palace, the reputation of Ghost Witch Palace in the world will skyrocket!
They were discussing happily when suddenly they saw Agu's face looked like he had seen a ghost. He put down the telescope, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and shook his head.
"Sir, what's wrong?"
The old man next to him asked doubtfully.
Aguman frowned and said, "I just saw a hallucination. I saw those two guys who could fly and were flying towards us. Damn it! My eye problem seems to be getting worse."