Late at night, fishing port.
The rising tide hit the shore and the hull, making faint "clatter" and "clatter" sounds.
In the dimly lit cabin, a figure walked back and forth, busy all the time.
After about ten minutes.
Fang Cheng straightened up from his squatting position and looked down at the results of his busy work.
At this moment, in the cockpit, three bodies were entangled with each other, posing different death postures and attacking movements.
Wang Zongwu held a sharp knife for killing fish in his hand and stabbed it into the chest of the boat owner.
The boat owner held an iron rod with both hands, first breaking Wang Zongwen’s right hand, and then hitting his head.
The harpoon gun that Wang Zongwen shot with all his strength, but because of a mistake, it pierced Wang Zongwu’s abdomen and penetrated several inches.
The blood slowly flowed on the deck, presenting a scene of a tragedy caused by uneven distribution of spoils.
After faking the scene, Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows and continued to use the "Eye of the Scavenger" to check if there were any omissions.
After several confirmations, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the two victims, and whispered:
"Sorry, if you are willing to cooperate honestly, I don’t want to kill anyone…"
Of course, this is just a consolation to the dead.
In fact, Fang Cheng had already had the intention to kill him when he heard that the other party knew Chen Chen and that the organization behind him had a deep entanglement with him.
It’s just that he can’t drive a boat, and he doesn’t want to swim to the shore and wet the clothes and pants that he had worked hard to dry.
So he chose to kill the witness when the fishing boat docked to solve the problem.
Fang Cheng examined his masterpiece, and then looked at the travel bag brought by the Wang brothers.
Just now, a rough inspection showed that there were some miscellaneous tools for committing crimes, and there were not many valuable things.
The most important thing is the tranquilizer gun and a large box of syringe bullets filled with powerful anesthetics.
Also, the two unopened explosive packs may also be useful.
After thinking about it, Fang Cheng threw the useless things out of the window and threw them all into the sea.
Lighten the baggage and pack up.
Finally, his eyes fell on the half-man, half-fish monster that was still in a coma.
How to deal with this ghost thing?
Kill it or let it go, or use it?
Fang Cheng hesitated.
Considering that he was in a foggy environment, he weighed the pros and cons for a moment and made a decision.
He took out the tranquilizer gun again, fired two shots at the monster’s body, continued to increase the effect of the drug, and then left it on the deck intact.
After doing all this, Fang Cheng picked up his travel bag, stepped on the slightly swaying ship railing, and looked towards the dock.
Because when he chose to take action, the fishing boat had not yet had time to drop anchor and tie the rope, and then it slowly shifted with the ups and downs of the waves.
The current position is more than 10 meters away from the shore.
To be honest, Fang Cheng has never tried to jump such a long distance before.
You know, it takes an ordinary person to stand still.The world record for long jump seems to be just over 3.7 meters.
As for the world record for running long jump.
Although it is nearly 9 meters, it requires dozens of meters of runway to increase the inertial speed before taking off, thereby increasing the final long jump result.
Where can I get such conditions now, not to mention that I am carrying a weight.
Looking at it this way, it is indeed challenging.
However, Fang Cheng was not timid.
After a little consideration, he chose to carry the travel bag on his shoulders and stepped back a few steps.
Then he stared at the concrete pier on the dock, his muscles tightened like a string, silently ready to go.
Suddenly, he stepped hard on the deck with his feet, bursting out all the strength of his thigh muscles, and the whole person sprinted forward like an arrow from a string.
In just two steps, he crossed the three-meter deck distance and was about to hit the ship’s side railing.
At this moment, Fang Cheng twisted his waist and hips, swinging his arms, like a big bird soaring into the air.
Then, with the help of horizontal inertial speed, he crossed the side of the ship, crossed the undulating sea surface, and slid a long parabola in the air.
With a "click", his figure fell on the dock like a cannonball.
His feet stood firmly in a horse stance, his shoulders only swayed slightly, and he did not stumble forward and fall.
"Wow, I didn’t expect it to be so easy."
Fang Cheng straightened his back and breathed a sigh of relief.
Turning his head and looking behind him, there was actually a lot of space left from the shore.
Based on visual estimation alone, this jump must be at least 15 meters, right?
Sure enough, people should be brave enough to try and challenge.
Otherwise, you will never know how strong your limit is.
The sea breeze was mixed with a light salty smell, blowing away the slight smell of blood on his body.
Fang Cheng put down the travel bag on his shoulder and looked up at the street ahead.
The entire fishing port town was shrouded in a layer of night, leaving only a few sparse street lights, flickering slightly in the darkness.
Now is the quietest moment, and occasionally a few dog barks can be heard, which makes the surroundings even more silent.
It seems that everything is asleep except for the night-wandering creatures.
Fang Cheng did not delay, immediately picked up the travel bag, and ran back to the training camp base a few kilometers away.
…………………………
It was late at night and everyone was quiet.
In the bathroom, there was a sound of rushing water.
The light shone through the glass door, illuminating a slightly blurred figure.
After a while, the sound of water stopped.
Fang Cheng pushed open the door, rubbed his hair with a towel, and walked out of the bathroom.
I just took a shower and cleaned myself thoroughly from head to toe, finally getting rid of the salty seawater and a certain special fishy smell all over my body.
At this moment, Pan Wendi was still curled up in the quilt, sleeping soundly.
Fang Cheng threw away the towel, took out his mobile phone from the bag on the bedside, and glanced at the time displayed.
3:45.
Then he raised his head and stared atLooking at the still dark town at the foot of the mountain.
In another hour or two, fishermen will get up early to work at the dock, or boats that went out to sea to fish late at night will return to the port.
It will be very lively by then.
Lying on the bed, Fang Cheng rested his head with his arms, his thoughts dancing, and he had no sleep.
The information gained from this adventurous tracking tonight was not small.
First of all, we have a rough assessment of the strength level of the monster called "mermaid".
The situation under the water is temporarily unknown.
At least on land, judging from the speed and strength of those monsters, they pose no danger to themselves.
Of course, this is only based on the level of the mermaids fighting with the Wang brothers.
If there are stronger and more special "elite monsters", it is hard to say.
Secondly, an important piece of information that exceeded expectations was obtained.
The mysterious forces behind the Red Tiger Gang have initially unveiled their hidden veils, revealing the tip of the iceberg.
For Fang Cheng, this organization called "Noah" is like a shadow hanging over his head, which can never be shaken off.
From the intelligence collected so far, the organization is very powerful, with many masters, and has a base on Yong’an Island.
In addition, they have a very high level of scientific research in biomedicine, and have produced a group of freaks with physical fitness exceeding that of ordinary people through human experiments.
Even combatants like Wang Zongwu who have awakened special abilities can only be regarded as middle- and lower-level cadres.
Recalling the previous battle scene of flames, Fang Cheng took a deep breath.
If he hadn’t accidentally awakened a special ability tonight, as a landlubber, he would never risk going into the sea and actively contact those monsters and hunters.
Thinking of this, his eyes flickered slightly and he opened the panel.
First, he glanced at a prompt message about skill experience growth.
[Sanda Experience +35]
Then switch to the talent column, and scan the first two talents in turn.
[Beauty (Green Excellent)]
[Omniscient Language (Purple Epic)]
Finally.
The eyes fell on a "new talent" emitting a blue light.
[Water Breathing (Blue Excellent)]
