Chapter five hundred and seventeen blood-stained cruise ship
There were futons and tatamis in the cruise banquet hall. Four men were kneeling on the futons, and there were kung fu tea in the middle tables.
On the smooth wooden board next to the side, a group of singers in kimonos danced in the Japanese country and played the cherry blossom song. A singer stretched out her wrist, holding a thin blue wine bottle, and poured sake for the guests.
"Mr. Cao, don't worry too much. Our Ye Shang is the top ten killer organization in China. Even if the person you are talking about is a warrior, there is only one way to die. I sent more than a dozen killer elites and two snipers, even if it is a warrior, I will send out more than a dozen killer elites and two snipers.
He has the ability to be in heaven, and he will definitely die this time."
A middle-aged man with a small beard laughed, but he secretly contemptuous in his heart. A rich man in Xuzhou was so scared that he wanted to escape from Japan?
"Well, I hope this is the best, Mr. Ji, drink." Cao You held up the wine glass with both hands, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.
Since Cao Simiao, who was sitting next to Cao Youwei, has always had a bad premonition in his heart since he got on the cruise ship. He has seen Zhuo Bufan killing Master Gu with his own eyes. Can Zhuo Bufan really be killed with just a few killers?
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If this is true, he and his uncle would not have taken a cruise ship to Japan overnight. I'm afraid Cao Youwei never thought that he could kill Zhuo Bufan with a few killers, just to delay some time.
Mr. Ji picked up the wine glass, and when his lips reached the wall of the glass, the entire cruise ship suddenly bumped and the wine poured on his hands.
"What's going on? Did you encounter a big storm?" Mr. Ji showed a shock.
The cruise ship has a displacement of about five tons. If it weren't for the heavy storm, it wouldn't be bumpy. The dancing singer was also so bumped that she sat on the ground. Cao Youwei and Cao Simiao's faces changed slightly.
The deputy helmsman who was standing on the deck smoking widened his pupils and was dumbfounded. He saw a figure standing on the deck with his hands on his back. Two deep footprints were trampled on the solid deck.
"Mr. Cao, Zhuo Bufan is here to pay homage." A loud voice spread throughout the sea, and everyone on the cruise ship could hear it clearly.
Cao Youwei and Cao Simiao were like a loss of their parents. Mr. Ji frowned: "Zhuo Bufan, he was not dead. How did he catch up with our cruise ship? Even the speedboat may not be able to catch up with it."
Zhuo Bufan carried his hands on his back and walked slowly towards the cruise ship banquet hall.
At this moment, the killer bodyguard wearing black clothes and black pants and holding pistols came out at the same time, and there were about a hundred people on the cruise ship. The gunshot instantly cut through the quiet sea.
But when the bullets came, they all solidified ten centimeters in front of Zhuo Bufan, as if they had hit an invisible barrier, and then fell on the deck with a squeak. A group of killers and bodyguards were stunned. This is the Matrix Superman
Is it?
Zhuo Bufan waved his hand and a wind blade cut through the air. Seven or eight killers blocking the front were instantly cut off by the laziness.
When the other killers and bodyguards saw that although they were shocked, they did not stop shooting at all. In this case, they would not kill the enemy, and they would be the one who would die.
Zhuo Bufan's fingers were like a marble, and a blood hole appeared between the eyebrows of several people and fell to the ground.
Now, unless it is specially made sniper rifle bullets, armor-piercing bullets, rockets, and other hot weapons with huge lethality, Zhuo Bufan has completely ignored ordinary pistols and bullets.
Mr. Ji, Cao Youwei, Cao Simiao and the other two stood at the door, watching Zhuo Bufan as if a ghost was slaughtering the lives of killers and bodyguards.
"Mr. Cao, you didn't tell me that the one who asked me to assassinate was a master." Mr. Ji cursed.
Now he was enlightened. The killers he sent were probably dead. Cao You asked him to deal with Zhuo Bufan, and he never thought about killing Zhuo Bufan. He just wanted to delay time and escape.
Mr. Ji pinched his palm and his face turned pale. Although they were one of the top killer organizations in China, they would inevitably have to deal with a master. Unless the employer gave a particularly high price, Ye Shang was
Will accept it.
Cao You was frightened by the sight and ignored Mr. Ji's words at all.
Cao Simiao sighed deeply in his heart. He no longer had the calm demeanor of a eldest son of a noble family. His legs trembled like sieve crumbs and his face was pale.
Zhuo Bufan was like entering a no-man's land, like mowing grass, harvesting the lives of killers and bodyguards on the boat, like the god of death coming from hell, corpses dyed the entire deck red, flowing into the sea, under the light, surrounding
The sea water presents a strange dark red color.
It is not scary for a person to have strength, what is scary is that he has a decisive heart on the sofa.
In an instant, all the killers and bodyguards on the deck turned into corpses lying on the ground. It was not uncommon to put dozens of corpses in the war years, but this is a modern society, even Cao Youwei, a hero with a tenacious mind,
It was moved by this moment.
The guy in front of me was not a 17 or 18-year-old boy, but he was clearly a murderous old demon.
"Mr. Zhuo, I am Ye Shang's agent Ji Bei. This matter has nothing to do with us. Cao You asked me to send someone to assassinate you. If we knew you were the master, we Ye Shang would never take action against you.
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At this moment, Mr. Ji couldn't help but stand up and bent down and said.
Zhuo Bufan stood there lightly and said suspiciously: "Ye Shang? What is it?"
Mr. Ji raised his head slightly and said, "Ye Shang is a top ten killer organization in China and even Southeast Asia. We have assassinated powerful people, wealthy people, and even martial arts masters."
"Even the martial arts master, you can assassinate?" Zhuo Bufan sneered.
Ji Bei deliberately said this, with the purpose of making Zhuo Bufan afraid and dare not kill him.
"Once there was a martial arts master in Nanzhou that was assassinated by our Yeshang organization. Since then, our Yeshang organization has made a name in China. Although the martial arts master is powerful, he still cannot withstand the heat weapons and poison killing." Ji Bei finished speaking,
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"Mr. Zhuo, this matter is a completely misunderstanding. If you are willing to let me go, I promise Ye Shang will not harass you from now on and can compensate you 10 million."
"No."
Zhuo Bufan shook his head and a wind blade casually changed. Ji Bei's face changed drastically. He didn't even have the chance to look up and look at Zhuo Bufan. His head rolled onto overtime and widened his eyes.
He thought that the reputation of Ye Shang would definitely make Zhuo Bufan worry, at least he would not dare to kill him, but he underestimated Zhuo Bufan's decisive killing and Thunder's skills.
Seeing this scene, Cao Youwei's forehead was covered in sweat. Zhuo Bufan's agent who died overnight dared to kill him. What is Cao Youwei?
"Okay, okay, what a Zhuo Bufan. I, Cao Youwei, have been going well in this life. I started from scratch and got to this point today, but I didn't expect to see it." Cao Youwei sighed in his heart. (To be continued)