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Chapter 1825: Fang Trace

Chapter 1825

"They sealed the sea."

"It seems that's true. When I came here a few days ago, there were not so many ships. Now, as the secret treasures are approaching, the atmosphere is getting tense."

Looking at the boats driving some fishing boats in the distance, the Frenchman looked a little ugly.

He didn't know where the place was hidden in the ocean, but he knew one thing very well. If he wanted to go there, he would have to take a boat. Now that the sea is blocked, would it be possible to break through two days later?

"It's not possible to look over the sea, it's easy to alarm the snake."

After glanced a few more times, Ye Huang looked at Farse and asked, "Have you seen the Tomb Raider?"

"You want to pass under the water." After Ye Huang said this, French immediately understood what Ye Huang was thinking.

"The sea surface is not good. You can think of other ways besides underwater. Don't tell me that you want to go down from the air." He gave French a blank look, and Emperor Ye felt a little confused.

I didn't think this French competition was too long before. Now when I think about it, this kid is simply the second best man in Nalan Ganqi.

"Equipment is not difficult, but I'm afraid they have submarines, I think they can't think of this. I heard that this time, the Holy See told the Italian military that their military might be cruising around them."

"It's really a big deal. Compared with them, we are really shabby."

The French words surprised Emperor Ye. He even used the national military power to create a secret treasury. Is this the fucking rhythm of war?

"If you get the stuff, I don't believe that I don't have a chance to get close."

A cold light flashed in his eyes. Emperor Ye looked at the largest ship moored on the sea from afar, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

At the same time, the person on the boat also looked cold, staring at Ye Huang on the shore, and after a long time, he snorted and walked into the cabin.

Until the other party left, Ye Huang, who was standing on Gaogang, was still standing there in a daze. It took him a long time to recover from the shock.

This is the first time he saw Fengling not dead, and he still had that unchanging face, but compared to the warm and delicate feeling of three years ago, the Fengling is now very cold.

Emperor Ye was sure that the latter saw him, and he was also sure that the other party did not recognize him at all.

As the old thing Yamamoto Ichiki said in the United States, the wind chime now doesn't know itself at all.

"What's wrong."

"It's nothing, let's go, let's see the situation first, and find an opportunity tomorrow to see what's going on."

The French words pulled Ye Huang out of his thoughts, sighed faintly, looked at the ship, and finally turned around and left.

Since she is here, the ship can basically be confirmed to be from the Dark Church. The other two larger ones should be the Illuminati and the Holy See.

The three major forces seemed to have thought of tacit understanding and completely circled the sea area within a radius of dozens of square meters in a triangle. No one was allowed to approach except for the ships of the three major forces.

Not long after Ye Huang left with the French race, the figure of the wind chime appeared in the cabin. Looking at the empty hill, his face was still cold, and his brows were frowning.

This is the second time she saw that person, the first time she was at the International Airport in Yanjing, the second time she was here,

From the other person's eyes, she saw a lot of emotions, shocked, happy, mixed feelings, and various complex emotions, which made her a little confused about why the latter was looking at herself with so many complex emotions.

She felt very uncomfortable with other people's gaze, especially a man she never knew, so she chose to hide.

However, for some reason, she felt a vague feeling in her heart, and these were all because of the man just now, but she herself didn't know what the specific reason was.

"See something."

At this moment, footsteps came from behind, and the old man in black walked out of the cabin.

"It's nothing. I saw some people who want to reap the benefits of the fisherman."

"There are people who are thinking like this everywhere around here. Few people dare to do it, and even fewer people do it without dying. The day after tomorrow, I hope you can do your best."

"When did I not give my all."

Turning slowly, Fengling's eyes were filled with a hint of coldness, obviously he was quite dissatisfied with the old man's words.

"Haha, this is true. You are the sharpest knife under my command. I have never doubted this."

"It's late, have a good rest. I'll have the energy to kill people later after I've had the rest of the day."

After patting the wind chime on the shoulder, the old man turned around and walked into the cabin.

Outside the cabin, Feng Chime looked at it for a moment, then sighed inexplicably, followed him into the cabin, turned a few turns, and entered his room.

At the same time, the old man in black who had just entered the cabin pushed the door and approached another cabin.

In the cabin, Yamamoto Ichiki was writing something with a thick brush. When he saw the old man in black come in, he looked up at him and smiled.

"Is it him?"

"You think there is anyone other than that person who can change her emotions? I don't understand why you want to show weakness in the United States. You can obviously kill that kid."

"Why do you want to kill it? Don't you think this game is fun? In Shura's eyes, I am just a person who is afraid of death. Don't you think this kind of hiding is good."

Yamamoto Ichiki put down the brush in his hand, and the big word "Nin" on the ground had been written.

"But in my opinion, this is a stupid way to encourage the growth of the opponent." The old man in black snorted coldly,

After hearing the other party's angry words, Yamamoto Ichiki smiled and signaled to the other party to sit down, then poured a cup of tea and handed over.

"Renault, you are not an oriental person. You don't understand the subtlety and profoundness of Eastern culture, especially Chinese culture. What I recommend in Chinese culture is their ancient martial arts. You have to know what the person above wants. So, before things are fixed, I hope you don't do anything extreme."

"Also, this time, Qinglong has followed you. If you don't want to fall into this old bone here, it's better to restrain yourself. Anyway, I don't want to fight that crazy man. If something goes wrong then, don't blame me for not helping you."

As he spoke, Yamamoto Ichigo's face, who had just smiled, suddenly became cold.

The old man named Renault didn't look very good-looking. He twitched a few times, drank the tea in one gulp and stood up.

"Since it is the order of the above, I naturally follow it, but I am ugly in front of it. In my opinion, this is a kind of indulgence. I think you should know better than me, don't let things be done and you will fall into it."

After saying that, the latter snorted coldly and walked out of the room with great strides.

Inside the room, Yamamoto Ichigi, who was sitting on the couch, looked ugly. The samurai sword placed on the table in front was slowly pulled out. After seeing the light, he immediately took it back.

A moment later, the hatch door that was locked by Renault broke into several pieces with a crack, and a knife showed how sharp Yamamoto's sword technique was.
Chapter completed!
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