Chapter 279: The Deadbeat and the Sea

"Thinking damn beautifully, this grandson!"

On a helicopter over the high seas, Lu Feng smoked a cigarette, looking at the speedboat speeding through the waves below—a 'big fly' fully loaded with fuel, riding the wind and waves.

Its rear was stuffed with five engines, like a drugged-up gay guy, spraying and soaring in the raging storm.

It's thanks to this grandson Yin Zhaoyang that he can drive it.

If it weren't for putting in some effort, he would have almost lost him.

"At this speed, finding a few deserted islands to transfer, he could damn well run to Luda tomorrow."

The big man flying the plane looked up and glanced, "There are two high-threat targets on the ship, they should be bodyguards he hired. Can you handle it with just these few?"

"Heh, want to bet?"

Lu Feng laughed: "Eight hundred?"

The pilot gave him the middle finger without hesitation, not looking back: "Screw your mother, it was hard enough for me to earn this little bit of money, get lost, get lost, get lost!"

"Alright, start working."

Lu Feng spat out the cigarette butt that had burned to his rear, pulled the bolt, and gestured to both sides. On the helicopter, several 'security guards' with oil paint on their faces grinned silently and pulled up their masks.

With a boom, as the helicopter cabin door opened, the gale poured in.

The searchlight shone down unreservedly, locking onto the terrified, speeding 'big fly'.

Clearly having long since noticed the helicopter chasing behind, the speed of the 'big fly' surged again, racing wildly.

"Alright, let's serve some cold dishes first to whet the guests' appetites."

Lu Feng reached his hand back, took the shoulder-mounted rocket launcher handed over by his teammate, skillfully activated it, tilted his head, heat-source aimed, and locked on.

"Go!"

Amidst the howling gale, there was a sudden muffled sound, like a fart.

Then, firelight erupted, and it sped out.

The rocket descended from the sky!

Witnessing the whistling rocket, the Chosen One on the 'big fly' showed a look of disdain, raised his hand from afar, and instantly thousands of layers of water waves surged up, blocking the front.

Amidst the loud noise of erupting firelight, crimson flames spread.

Then, the Chosen One heard... the scarlet iron light whistling from amidst the flames and roaring!

Thousands of fragments of Sin-Tainted metal were scattered from the shockwave, breaking through the layers of water wave defense and restraint like a bamboo shoot, raining down.

The sound of shattering was endless.

Screams, the Chosen One exploded on the spot, and the 'big fly' was overturned, rolling violently on the sea surface, losing power.

"Oh my, spirited."

Lu Feng beamed, "Old Second actually made some good stuff this time... come again, come again!"

"Just one shot, it's gone!"

"Tsk..."

Lu Feng shook his head, muttering things like 'just stingy', picked up the machine gun hanging next to the car door, wore night-vision goggles, and played a game of 'you draw I guess' with another Chosen One galloping on the sea waves.

To be precise, it was me using machine gun fire to draw a heart for you, to see if you can recognize it.

Unfortunately, he couldn't recognize it.

Under the pouring fire of 160 alchemy bullets per second, after two ammunition belts were swept, no small fry could be recognized anymore.

Blown up directly.

"Is that it?" Lu Feng swept a few more shots, sighing regretfully: "Not a bit of challenge, what's wrong with these guys nowadays?"

"You can damn well stop it!"

Sister Laila couldn't watch anymore and gave him an elbow: "Damn it, it was hard enough for me to earn some money, and it was all earned by your brother. After it's done, I have to be ruined by you dog thing. You brothers don't have a single thing related to humans, do you!"

"Then you should get a power armor over here, you don't even need 'Breaking Army', 'Starfire' will do! That's why I say, if the boss is no good, then everything is no good... Damn, put down the thunder, reimbursement! Reimbursement! Turn around and let him reimburse you!"

"Get lost!"

Before Sister Laila finished cursing, the entire helicopter suddenly lost speed, spiraling, and plummeted from the sky.

"Wai Zui, you damn..."

Before the words fell, a strange stream of light had already shot from the sea level, brushing past the helicopter's tail wing and disappearing into the night, and then, another stream of light soared up again, like a living thing, spiraling in mid-air, chasing the helicopter that was changing direction, lowering, and pulling up.

"High risk!" Wai Zui roared, "There's another one, there's another high-risk one!"

The control stick was pulled up violently, the blue veins on his arms burst out, but it was too late to change direction; the scorching flame light that had completed the turn had locked onto the cabin and whistled toward them!

Boom!!!

Without warning, it exploded into scarlet light and flame in mid-air.

The violent air wave spread, and the scorching airflow blew on his face, burning with pain.

"Good shot!" Wai Zui shouted in ecstasy.

"Shut up—"

Sister Laila didn't dare to put down the gun, the sniper scope swept across the sea surface, the pitch-black waves were surging, and she couldn't see anything: "Where is the person?! Thermal imaging can't scan it."

"Hiding in the sea, of course thermal imaging can't scan it... he's holding his breath playing hide-and-seek with you."

It wasn't until Lu Feng's voice sounded from the channel that Sister Laila suddenly realized the space beside her was empty; this dog thing was already gone!

Bang!

Gunshots erupted from beneath the helicopter.

Outside the open cabin door, the figure in the gale hung on the landing gear with one hand, like a leaf floating in the wind. Amidst the many maneuvers and turns, it was swaying and hard to fix.

Flame light rose from the sea, one after another, whistling toward them.

Amidst the explosions, the firelight flickered, and from beginning to end, the pistol pointing at the sea surface below remained as stable as a rock, never wavering in the slightest due to the tremors and turns.

The muzzle swept across the waves and tide inch by inch.

As if pulling the trigger casually, once or twice, the bullets were like headless flies, sinking into the sea without a sound. Only the scorching stream of light kept shooting out toward the helicopter high above, faster and faster, Sister Laila couldn't stop it.

But for a moment, the stream of light constantly firing from beneath the sea fell into a momentary pause.

Amidst the near-frozen time, across the waves and the night, the Chosen One hiding in the seawater fell into a daze—in just a few seconds, he was discovered...

In the erupting and spreading flame light, those pitch-black eyes had actually locked onto the source of the attack.

There was no killing intent, no ferocity, not even a look of laziness or playfulness.

It was just like eating, drinking water, yawning, or farting. Calm enough to make one's hair stand on end.

Lu Feng said: "Found you."

Then, he pulled the trigger.

Bang!

In the chamber, the last special silver bullet shot out.

It broke through the flame light rising from the sea head-on, like a straight silver line, piercing through the red cotton and blood, sinking into the darkness, and disappearing without a trace.

Since then, the sea surface has been dead silent, with no sound.

"Target eliminated."

"Descend, hurry up!" Sister Laila picked up the binoculars and glanced at the distant sea level: "There's a patrol ship being drawn over, I'm afraid it's the joint border defense from the Six Cities side."

An inflatable raft was thrown from the helicopter, and soon, a few people slid down the rope, skillfully rowing the oars, and arrived next to the wreckage of the 'big fly'.

Lu Feng raised his hand and knocked on the speedboat hull overturned on the sea surface.

In the middle of the night...

"Is anyone there?" He asked curiously: "If not, I'm going to open—"

Bang!

A gunshot without warning, pulling the trigger, dug a big hole in the boat shell, revealing a face that had turned pale from soaking in the cold seawater.

At this moment, seeing Lu Feng's face, he fell into a daze, his pupils instantly shrinking to needles, trembling in terror.

"Yin Zhaoyang, Mr. Yin, right?"

Lu Feng leaned over to examine, comparing the photo on his phone: "Do you recognize me?"

"Spare, spare my life, wait a moment..."

Yin Zhaoyang's lips were trembling, so cold he could barely speak.

Yet, under Lu Feng's muzzle, he was still trying his best to dodge, almost shrinking beneath the water, choking and coughing, but not daring to poke his head out.

It wasn't until Lu Feng used an axe to smash the boat shell that he grabbed him and dragged him onto the inflatable raft.

"Wait a moment, I have money, money, I..."

Slap!

Sister Laila backhanded him with a slap, then stuffed a piece of broken boat board into his mouth: "Bite it, if it drops, I'll take your life!"

Then, she took out tape and wrapped it a few times, blocking him.

After searching the rest of the people, they took out a lot of odds and ends, then took out zip ties, and tied them up tightly like raw pigs.

Yin Zhaoyang was still struggling in terror, making wuwu sounds.

Unfortunately, he was soaked all over, and it was really impossible to tell if he had peed himself.

Fleeing all the way, moving from place to place, having finally run out of the Federation, and being within reach of Luda in the Thousand Islands region, he died at the door.

Just a little bit, just a little bit!

Bang!

Dazzling lights suddenly shone from the distant sea surface.

"Everyone, put down your weapons! Put down your weapons!!!"

On the distant ship, someone shouted in both Federation and Imperial languages several times: "This is the Six Islands patrol, submit to inspection!"

Sister Laila pulled the bolt and raised the muzzle indifferently.

But she was pressed down by Lu Feng.

He listened suspiciously.

"Wuw!! Wuw!!!"

Hearing this, Yin Zhaoyang's eyes widened, and he struggled frantically, tears almost flowing out. If it weren't for the tape on his mouth, he would have already been calling for help.

Soon, the patrol ship approached, and two speedboats were lowered and rushed over.

The soldiers on the ship raised their weapons, aimed at them, and stood ready.

Amidst the dead silence and chill, Yin Zhaoyang struggled even harder.

The leader held a flashlight and roughly shone it on Lu Feng's face.

"Where are you from? What are you doing?"

An indifferent voice questioned him head-on: "Do you recognize your father?!"

"Screw your mother!"

Lu Feng rolled his eyes and raised his middle finger.

"Old Lu? It really is you, this grandson... damn, long time no see!"

The visitor laughed loudly, put down the flashlight, revealing an ugly face with shrapnel scratches, carrying the rank of Major on his shoulder, and grinned: "I heard you retired to fix cars, I almost believed it... Is this returning to your old profession?"

"Just helping someone catch a deadbeat who ran away from debt, doesn't count."

Lu Feng felt his pocket and found nothing, not caring about the guns aimed at him, and reached out directly: "Got a cigarette?"

The Major shook his head, not believing it at all, but still took a copper tube from his pocket and tossed it over: "Cheap for you, this grandson, top-quality Central Land cigar, just raided yesterday."

Lu Feng bit off the head directly, lit it, and took the other's lighter into his pocket, smooth and natural, and finally waved his hand:

"Alright, nothing for you to do, go get busy."

"Have time for a drink?"

"Not necessarily next time!"

Before leaving, the Major also handed over a business card and said, "The world is difficult, let's do business together, don't just eat alone." He turned and took his people and drove the ship away.

From beginning to end... he didn't even look at Yin Zhaoyang once!

"Wuw!! Wuw!!!!"

Yin Zhaoyang looked up in despair, watching that ship sail into the darkness, his heart sinking completely to the bottom of the sea.

"Alright, let's go, Mr. Yin, I still have many friends to introduce to you."

Lu Feng bit the cigar, grabbed the rope with one hand, lifted the raw pig with the other, and finally lowered his head, giving him a 'gentle' smile: "Let's go to a happy, good place together!"

The helicopter soared into the sky and disappeared into the dark clouds.

Leaving only the wreckage in the seawater, gradually sinking amidst the white foam and waves, never to be seen again.

Ten minutes later, Ji Jue received the news.

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(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 280 =====