Da da!

Da da da!

Bullets from the heavy machine gun, like a torrential rain, poured onto the bodies of the pirates as they fled out of the hatch.

Their bodies burst into big blooming blossoms of blood.

A few pirates, their bodies contorting grotesquely, leaped into a frenzied steel pipe dance before all fell to the ground.

Xue Mingtai covered his mouth and nose, with Sword in hand, he charged into the hatch.

Almost at the same time, Yang Fei also rushed into the hatch.

Inside the cabin, it was extremely narrow, with thick smoke billowing.

The spicy scents of chili and curry filled the air.

Two pirates, desperately covering their mouths and noses, crawled to the heavy machine gun, still trying to fight back with all their might.

Xue Mingtai's sword shone like a rainbow as it pierced through one man's throat.

His Longsword smoothly swept across.

The throat of the other pirate splattered with blood, dying on the spot.

In Yang Fei's hands, his rifle punctuated shots.

The remaining three or four pirates in the cabin were all killed.

Amid the biting smoky haze, Yang Fei's eyes were irritated beyond endurance.

But he could vaguely see at the back of the cabin, a guy squirming and desperately curling up.

At a glance, he saw the man's face, hesitated for a moment, but restrained himself from shooting.

Yang Fei strode over, grabbed the guy by the neck, and dragged him out.

This round of assault was very brief, not even lasting a minute, before the fight ended.

Yang Fei clutched the throat of the pirate, dragging him out of the hatch and threw him onto the ground.

Offhandedly, he dislocated the joints of the pirate's limbs, including his jawbone.

Mad Blade, seeing that Yang Fei actually dragged out a living person, was taken aback for a moment.

His gun instinctively pointed at the pirate's head.

Yang Fei, without waiting for him to shoot, grabbed the barrel of his gun and lifted it upwards.

"Damn it, look who this guy is?"

Mad Blade looked closely, and suddenly let out a loud shout.

"My god, it's really Adrian. This old rascal actually didn't escape?"

"Adrian?"

Even Fan Yi, who was always calm and cultured, was taken aback at this revelation.

He rushed over, turned over the pirate who was crouching on the ground and coughing violently.

Fan Yi was both shocked and thrilled: "That's right, Instructor, this guy is indeed Adrian."

Yang Fei wasn't actually sure that the man was Adrian.

Only after both comrades confirmed Adrian's identity did he burst into loud laughter.

"Last time we went to suppress the bandits, this guy got away."

"This time he's unlucky, he's finally fallen into our hands."

Adrian on the ground, rugged in build, had a huge scar on his face.

His expression was ferocious.

But at this moment, this notorious international terrorist wore a face full of snot and tears, wrinkles squeezed together.

He looked like a dead dog, where was his former prestige?

Xue Mingtai took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped the blood off his Longsword.

He said indifferently, "This bastard blew up my yacht, I'm going to make him pay with his life."

Although the choking scent of chili and curry had dissipated somewhat,

it was still unbearable to endure.

Yang Fei, dragging Adrian, shouted loudly,

"Damn, this smell is too pungent, let's talk on the deck."

A few minutes later, Yang Fei dragged Adrian up to the deck.

He took a deep breath, triumphant.

"Only now do I realize how alluring the briny scent of the sea breeze is."

On the deck, along the railing, pirate corpses were everywhere, with smoke lingering and flames blazing.

Uncle Yu and Ye Zi were organizing hands to put out the fire, creating chaos everywhere.

Not far away, the yacht of Xue Mingtai was slowly sinking, eventually leaving behind only a stream of bubbles.

All that remained on the sea's surface were copious amounts of flotsam.

Upon the ocean's surface, the sun resembled an orange yolk, slowly sinking in the west.

The evening glow reflected off the blazing battle and the yacht that gradually sank into the sea.

The whole scene possessed an unusual beauty.

Xue Mingtai looked at the submerged yacht, his complexion very unsightly as he pondered in silence.

Yang Fei strode over with a smile.

"What's the matter, can't bear to part with your yacht?"

Xue Mingtai snapped back to reality, his expression already back to normal.

"This yacht was left to me by my parents. Together, the three of us once sailed the world on this vessel."

"For me, these memories are the most precious part of my life."

He gazed at the ocean, where a profusion of bubbles surfaced, his tone tinged with a hint of melancholy.

"But now, they're gone, and even the yacht they left behind has sunk."

Yang Fei hadn't been particularly close to Xue Mingtai and had never heard him speak about his family matters.

At this moment, hearing Xue Mingtai talk about it, he became immensely curious.

"I bet your mother and father must have been remarkable figures."

"Otherwise, how could they have raised such an amazing genius like you?"

"Genius?"

Xue Mingtai couldn't help but laugh.

He turned, giving Yang Fei an intense look.

"You're the real genius. In just three months, you have grown so much."

"All geniuses seem like mere donkeys before you."

"Haha, I like the sound of that."

"Especially when the praise comes from the mouth of Young Master Ming Tai, it's quite unparalleled."

Yang Fei was immediately elated, all smiles and joy.

Xue Mingtai smiled faintly: "I'm just telling it like it is."

"Regarding my parents, I might share their story with you if we have time."

Yang Fei nodded.

For some reason, a sense of unease suddenly welled up in his heart.

It seemed as though what Xue Mingtai was about to reveal could greatly affect him.

And it felt like once Xue Mingtai divulged certain things, everything would change.

The two engaged in casual conversation.

Under the direction of Uncle Yu, everyone else started to get busy.

Fan Yi helped with putting out the fires, while Mad Blade picked up an AK47 from the ground and patrolled the entire Pirate Ship.

This guy would immediately unload a barrage of bullets upon any pirate he found still breathing.

Then, he would toss the bodies of the pirates into the surging waves.

In less than a half hour, Mad Blade had cleaned up all the pirate corpses.

Adrian, whose limbs Yang Fei had dislocated, was gradually waking up from semi-unconsciousness.

His limbs twitched slightly, his eyes red and swollen from the pepper spray, but he could still make out objects faintly.

Yang Fei walked over, squatted down, and smiled mockingly.

"Adrian, we meet again."

Adrian shuddered upon hearing Yang Fei's voice and incredulously lifted his head: "You... you are..."

Mad Blade didn't wait for him to finish speaking and kicked him, sending him rolling twice.

"Three years ago, when you publicly tortured Huaxia captives, did you ever imagine you'd have a day like this?"

As he spoke, his thick, heavy military boot pressed against Adrian's cheek.

At the same time, the muzzle of his rifle aimed directly at Adrian's head.

"Now, let me send you to hell."

The scorching heat of the gun barrel and the fear of being shot at any moment terrorized Adrian to his core.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I can pay a ransom to buy back my life."

"Any amount of money you want, I can give it."

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