The complexion of Old Maozi's face changed again and again.
He had already detected the implied threat in Xu Youjiang's words.
However, Old Maozi knew how formidable the Xu Family was.
Moreover, in this mission, the pirates clearly made some mistakes.
He managed to suppress the anger in his heart, speaking indifferently,
"Rest assured, I guarantee that everything will go as you wish."
Xu Youjiang slammed the iPad on the table, unwilling to continue watching Yang Fei's show of power.
Yet, within a minute, he picked up the iPad again, staring at the video.
The more he watched, however, the tighter his face became, extremely unsightly.
On the pirate ship, Yang Fei was on the deck, wreaking havoc.
Nearby pirates were killed on the spot, with military spikes and fists and feet all serving as lethal weapons.
The distant pirates had become live targets for his fatal cards.
Mad Blade, Fan Yi, and Uncle Yu on the yacht also provided support for Yang Fei with precise single shots.
Mad Blade had already taken out three snipers.
Uncle Yu and Fan Yi, however, were suppressing those who dared to shoot at Yang Fei.
All three were unerringly accurate.
Everywhere Yang Fei went, pirates near and far had their heads blown open by bullets, falling into pools of blood.
The firepower on the pirate ship was still fierce.
But under Yang Fei's lightning-fast slaughter and the sniping support from the trio of Mad Blade, their strength had greatly weakened.
Yang Fei was bathed in blood, his body also suffering multiple injuries.
The Essence Qi in his body gradually became difficult to sustain.
And the internal organs that Golden Buddha had damaged began to ache faintly.
Yang Fei hid behind the ship's shelter, shooting at the pirates near and far.
Any pirate who showed their head was invariably executed with pinpoint shots by Yang Fei.
Right then, the gunfire from the pirates suddenly stopped.
Yang Fei suddenly shivered, the hairs on his body standing on end.
He quickly looked up.
On the uneven surface of the main and auxiliary cabins, a figure was rapidly advancing towards Yang Fei.
The person, like a monkey, landed on all fours, swiftly leaping and climbing on top of the cabin.
Almost at the same time, fierce and ferocious auras emanated from both the front and back of the ship's side.
Yang Fei glanced back and forth and noticed at the front of the ship, a black man towered like an iron tower, boldly blocking the passage.
At the back of the ship, a slender man with short beard appeared.
He brandished a katana, also blocking Yang Fei's path of retreat.
Bang!
From behind the mast crossbeam, someone aimed at Yang Fei, firing three consecutive shots.
The whistling bullets almost formed a straight line towards Yang Fei's head.
As soon as Yang Fei heard the gunfire, he knew this guy's sniping skills were not ordinary.
Although not as good as Blood Slave, he was definitely a top-tier expert among the pirates.
He rolled several times on the ground in a span.
Finally, Yang Fei's entire body, like a giant lobster, jumped up irregularly, narrowly avoiding the soul chasing and life snatching bullets.
Yang Fei had just dodged the sniper's kill shot.
The short and skinny guy on top of the cabin, like a monkey, had already pounced above Yang Fei's head.
He launched a Split Hanging Leg from mid-air.
The air whistled sharply, as if a heavy axe were chopping down.
Almost at the same time, the towering black man, like an enraged bull, charged at Yang Fei.
The Extreme Force within Yang Fei rapidly turned.
The immense Dragon Elephant Strength, combined with the speed of Extreme Tiger as swift as lightning, allowed Yang Fei to strike first despite acting later.
He grabbed the skinny man's Split Hanging Leg hanging above his head with one hand.
"Open!"
Yang Fei shouted loudly, summoning his Divine Power, and flung the skinny man forward.
The skinny man, unable to control his body, hurtled toward the black man, his entire body seemingly thrown like a huge rock.
The black man, with his Innate Divine Strength, immediately tried to use both arms to catch his companion.
Little did he know the force behind Yang Fei's throw contained the immense and substantial Extreme Force.
He caught the short and skinny man but was knocked to the ground by the tremendous force of the collision.
Both men smashed heavily onto the deck, rolling across it like tumbling gourds.
Bang!
Just as Yang Fei was about to continue his assault, a bullet shot down from the sky, nearly cracking his skull open.
The sniper perched on the crossbeam of the mast had Yang Fei locked in his sights.
At that moment, he took the opportunity to fire a bullet.
On the yacht's deck, Mad Blade raised his sniper rifle and fired three successive shots.
He forcefully suppressed the sniper on the crossbeam.
In the high sky, a round of sniping and counter-sniping gunfire began.
The sniper on the crossbeam, for the moment, found no gap to target Yang Fei.
Little Beard rushed toward Yang Fei.
As he charged faster and faster, the aura around him swept up like a tidal wave, each wave stronger than the last.
By the time he reached Yang Fei, his power had accumulated to the realm of Great Perfection.
Little Beard, the swordsman, let out a loud shout, and his katana flashed like lightning, cleaving down at Yang Fei from mid-air.
In that slash, Yang Fei felt an unavoidable sensation.
He only felt the blade's glare dazzling, so brilliant it made his hair stand on end.
This guy was definitely the top expert among the pirates!
Yang Fei did a backward somersault.
Little Beard immediately shifted his katana from a slash to a thrust.
The blade's momentum, carrying a sharp whooshing sound, aimed directly at Yang Fei's torso.
Weapons are extensions of a martial artist's limbs.
Being unarmed versus wielding a blade are two entirely different concepts.
Yang Fei's military spike had already been lost in the melee.
Seeing the swordsman's blade coming with such fierce momentum,
he shouted loudly and kicked up a half-length of cable, slashing it through the air.
Slap!
The cable, as thick as a baby's arm and like a long whip, lashed toward the swordsman.
In mid-air, the cable made a cracking sound, whistling urgently.
This cable, infused with Yang Fei's Essence Qi, could break even bones if it struck the body.
The swordsman did not dare underestimate it and redirected his long blade to sweep upwards.
Little did he know, Yang Fei's cable could be soft or hard.
The cord, using its inertia, wound around the swordsman's blade.
The tip of the cable cracked sharply, leaving a blood mark on the swordsman's face.
The swordsman's head buzzed, and he felt as if half of his face had gone numb.
With a lightening of his hand, his long blade was deftly snatched away by Yang Fei's cable.
"Nice! Turning fabric into a rod, excellent kung fu!"
Xue Mingtai, who was directing the crew to escape on the yacht, couldn't help but shout in praise upon seeing this scene.
With a thought, Yang Fei manipulated the cable entwined with the long blade, moving with the agility of a snake.
All of a sudden, he thrust it toward the swordsman.
The swordsman never expected someone could wield a blade in such a manner.
As the chill of the blade flashed, its edge reached his chest.
In a moment of desperation, he reached out to grab the hilt.
Yang Fei let out a cold chuckle and flicked the rope.
The long blade curved around his neck, forming a loop, and then Yang Fei violently pulled the cord.
Spurt!
The swordsman's head soared into the sky.
Under the pressure, the blood from his neck squirted upwards wildly.
The remaining two experts had just gotten up when they saw Yang Fei kill Little Beard.
Immediately, their eyes turned red.
The black man roared like thunder, charging at Yang Fei like a wild buffalo.
Meanwhile, the short and skinny man drew a dagger.
He rolled twice in succession, suddenly leaped high, and plunged down at Yang Fei from above.
The man's agile and fierce movements were like those of a crazed gibbons-monkey.
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