As a bustling city located on the banks of the sea, Beetung City has many large and small marinas.

Some piers are very lively and have a prosperous business; some piers are deserted and no one cares about them.

In the most remote pier in a certain location, a luxury yacht of more than fifty feet is quietly parked.

The yacht is all white and spotless, incompatible with the desolate surroundings and the dilapidated fishing boats, giving people a strange feeling.

The person in charge of guarding the dock was an old boatman, who was already seventy years old. Due to his old age and lack of physical strength, he was unable to continue working on the boat, so he had to return to the sixth place to settle down.

The years of wind and rain and hard work have made the old boatman's skin dark, his head white, and his wrinkles become deep, but it also gives him a pair of eyes that have insight into the world.

There will be evil when something abnormal happens, so the old boatman decides to turn a blind eye to the yacht and pretends it does not exist.

This is the survival wisdom of ordinary people. They may not have as powerful power as warriors, but they also have their own way of dealing with the world.

Time passes.

The sunset falls into the sea level and night falls on the earth.

A group of black shadows in cloaks quietly entered the dock.

They acted quickly, and as soon as the leader raised his left arm and made a gesture, the others immediately dispersed around and disappeared in every corner of the dock, appearing well-trained.

"Senior brother, do you want to kill that old guy?"

The leader followed two people, one of whom pointed to the old boatman sleeping soundly in the security booth, raised his right hand and made a throat-cutting action.

"never mind."

The leader shook his head slightly: "The news has been very tight recently. The master asked us to keep a low profile and not kill people randomly like before, so as not to attract the attention of the police."

"All right."

The person who spoke before was a little regretful.

After a few words, these black shadows stopped making a sound and stood silently in the darkness, like statues with no life, emitting a gloomy and cold aura all over their bodies.

I don’t know how long it took, but a strong gust of wind suddenly blew across the dock.

"call!"

The strong wind blew up the cloaks on the three of them, causing them to subconsciously close their eyes.

When their eyes opened again, there were three figures in front of them. With their powerful eyesight as ordinary people, they didn't even notice how the other party appeared.

These three figures were not wearing cloaks, and the appearance of the general was revealed in such a magnificent way. It was Xue Xuanyuan, Elder Xie and the tall middle-aged man.

"master!"

The three of them quickly knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully.

Xue Xuanyuan let out an unknown cold snorted, ignored the three disciples, and just squinted his eyes and looked at the luxurious yacht parked dozens of meters away.

In his perception, there were five people in the luxury yacht, both of which were extremely powerful, as eye-catching as a bonfire in the dark.

"You guys are here to guard and don't let anyone get close."

A few seconds later, Xue Xuanyuan withdrew his gaze, looked down at the three people kneeling on the ground, and slowly said, "Also, why are there a living mouth? When did you become so kind and ruthless?"

The three of them suddenly felt shocked and sweated like rain.

"Master...Master, you...you ask us not to kill people randomly..."

The leader stuttered, and the appearance of the domineering command not long ago disappeared.

Xue Xuanyuan raised his sparse eyebrows: "Is this my fault?"

His tone was plain and he could not hear any anger, but the three people who were familiar with his personality were all in danger.

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sp;"No...I dare."

The leader hurriedly knelt down on his knees, his forehead pressed against the ground, and his body trembled like a sieve: "It's all the fault of my disciples, please allow me to repair the siege."

Xue Xuanyuan ignored it, brushed his sleeves and walked straight towards the luxury yacht.

Elder Xie and the tall middle-aged man followed Xue Xuanyuan one by one, just like his shadow, following each other, never leaving each other.

It was not until Xue Xuanyuan walked out more than ten meters and the three people kneeling on the ground dared to look up.

The leader seemed to have his butt burned by fire, quickly got up, turned into a afterimage and rushed into the security booth. Before the old boatman could wake up, he slapped it with a palm!

"Bang!"

With the fragile physique of the old boatman, he could not withstand the fierce palm force of the stones opening the monument. He had only had time to let out a painful hum and died instantly.

After killing the old boatman with one palm, the leader felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lucky, lucky..."

He murmured to himself, his voice full of gratitude.

The other two arrived one step later and stood beside the old boatman's body looking at each other.

"The master's personality is getting more and more moody." One of them whispered.

"Shh!"

The other man raised his index finger and placed it in front of his lips, and said viciously: "Dare you dare to talk about the master behind your back, are you going to die?"

"The master has entered the yacht and should not hear you."

The leader coughed lightly and regained his calmness as a senior brother: "The current strength in the sect has been greatly damaged. The two core true disciples die and rebel. This is a good time for us to gain the trust of our master. Do it well and don't mess it up. If it makes the master unhappy, don't blame me for being ruthless then!"

"I understand, senior brother."

The other two nodded repeatedly.

From beginning to end, they did not look at the old boatman who died tragically, as if the one who was killed was not a person, but an insignificant ant.

Xue Xuanyuan took Elder Xie and the middle-aged man onto the yacht.

At this time, the sky was dim and there was no light around, so the visibility was extremely low. If you accidentally fell into the water, the three of them didn't care.

There were already people waiting on the back deck of the yacht.

It was a beautiful woman in a black tight-fitting dress. She had fair skin and three-dimensional facial features, with European and American characteristics. She had a plump and tall figure, with a veritable bulge in front and back, her head was curled red like flames, and her slightly narrow eyes shining in the dark.

She reached out and pointed her hand in a flash, and she opened her mouth and said fluently: "Three distinguished guests, please follow me."

After saying this, she turned around gracefully and walked forward to lead the way with a cat step.

A trace of anger flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. He was about to ask, but Xue Xuanyuan raised his hand to stop him.

"It's okay, just follow her and see what they sell in the gourd." Xue Xuanyuan said calmly.

"Yes, the sect leader."

The middle-aged man suddenly changed from a tiger to a cat.

Under the guidance of the beautiful woman, the three of them entered the yacht, followed the steps up to the top deck, and a very impactful picture immediately came into view.

What they saw first was a huge shark, more than five meters long, almost filling the entire top deck.

The scars all over the body and two rows of jagged fangs demonstrate the majesty and cruelty of this ocean overlord.

But, it died.

Not only was he dead, but he was also treated as food.
Chapter completed!