Chapter 91: Iron Fist Clash

The guy named Kuban cautiously opened the door, first warily observing both ends of the passageway along the ship's side, then raising his gun barrel and glancing at the top of the control room.

After confirming there was no danger, he stepped out and glanced back at his three companions inside, sneering, "You idiots, the boss already said there's a bomb on the ship—do you think those Eastern soldiers are fools? How could anyone possibly board?"

After saying that, he casually closed the control room door, intending to circle the ship's side for an inspection.

No matter what, the money the Owl promised them is substantial; they've only received half so far, and whether they'll get the other half depends on whether they can make it back alive.

Since he's already out, he might as well patrol—just to ensure his own safety, right?

But this guy never imagined that a pair of eyes had already fixed on him the moment he closed that door—and they were outside the ship's side.

Exactly, Liu Xiaotian's body is hanging outside the hull, relying solely on his two hands gripping the ship's side, slowly moving with Kuban toward the stern.

After walking just six or seven meters, Kuban suddenly heard a noise behind him.

Before he could turn, his chest was struck with a violent jolt, then followed by a surge of heat and cold…

He slowly lowered his head, incredulously seeing a blade tip protruding from his left chest and a spray of blood at the tip; Kuban realized he had completely lost control of his body—his fingers wouldn't move, not even the strength to pull the trigger.

His vision quickly blurred, then plunged into total darkness.

He gently laid the corpse on the ground, pulled off the triangular scarf Kuban wore around his neck, and casually wiped the blood that was already drying on his face.

That wasn't Kuban's—it belonged to the unlucky bastard he had killed earlier and tossed into the sea.

Worth mentioning, this Kuban fellow seems to have taste—the pattern on that scarf is actually an image of Justin Bieber.

But now Justin Bieber's face on it has been stained red with blood.

"Damn, you even dare to like rock?"

Liu Xiaotian casually stuffed the scarf into his pocket, then turned and slowly approached the control room.

He did this because that scarf is a damn limited edition…

At that moment, Gong Jian had also circled around to the control room from the other side.

A few minutes later, seeing Kuban still hadn't returned, the three people inside the control room sensed something was off, immediately raised their guns and prepared to go out to check.

Of course, at that time they still hadn't realized danger had silently descended.

Just as the big-bearded man in the lead opened the door, he happened to meet Gong Jian face to face.

And the dagger in Gong Jian's hand simultaneously slit his throat.

As for the gun in the big-bearded man's hand, it also ended up in Gong Jian's grasp.

The remaining two hadn't even reacted when Liu Xiaotian, who had silently climbed onto the control room's roof, flipped down; his military knife flashed like lightning and instantly cut both their throats.

Of course, slitting throats is merely the best option in this situation; it doesn't cause instant death.

If Liu Xiaotian hesitated even 0.5 seconds, one of those two could pull the trigger.

Even if it didn't wound Liu Xiaotian or Gong Jian, it would still alert the other comrades aboard.

Liu Xiaotian certainly knew the possible consequences, so after striking he immediately released the military knife, letting it fall to the ground, while his freed hands simultaneously grabbed the guns from the two men, his fingers catching the triggers, and at the same time he drove his knees up with force, delivering a vicious move to both: a heavy knee strike to that spot left the two unlucky wretches unable to seize the guns, even instinctively releasing the hands covering their throats, and their bodies collapsed in a heap against Di Hang.

Liu Xiaotian said nothing, simply tossed the two guns aside, bent to pick up his military knife, and with one stroke each ended their lives.

Witnessing this, Gong Jian, who had already killed the big-bearded man, frowned slightly.

He really wanted to ask Liu Xiaotian if he'd learned these moves at Warrior School, but he held back the question.

One, it's not the time; two, he figured even if he asked, Liu Xiaotian might not tell the truth.

Besides, he could just see how He Chen Guang, Wang Yanbing, and Li Erniu perform later—no need to ask. What he was certain of was that, whether in Iron Fist Group or Wolf Fang, Liu Xiaotian had definitely never received such training.

Judging by the ruthlessness and skill of his strike, a true special forces operative would need to carry out at least thirty missions to achieve such proficiency!

Apparently seeing Gong Jian's thoughts, Liu Xiaotian cracked a smile and said softly:

"Instructor, did I scare you? But you yourself said that when dealing with these enemies, hesitation equals suicide!"

Having said that, he flashed out of the control room.

Gong Jian: ……

He even unconsciously recalled, but he simply couldn't remember when he'd ever said that.

In fact, he really hadn't said it; it was Liu Xiaotian himself saying it, merely to keep Gong Jian from zoning out at this moment.

At the same time he also knew it's hardly surprising that Gong Jian would overthink.

His performance right now would likely make any commander suspicious.

As for how to explain it later…we'll talk about that later! Liu Xiaotian is fundamentally not someone who hedges his bets when acting, especially now.

He even thinks some regulations are truly redundant and might even cause mishaps.

Of course, he's just thinking that to himself, muttering a slight complaint in his heart.

Liu Xiaotian and Gong Jian's side went fairly smoothly, but the other three teams ran into trouble as soon as they boarded.

According to the division of labor, aside from the group of Liu Xiaotian and Gong Jian who boarded from the bow, the other three groups were to rush straight to the cabins after boarding, with their primary task being to first confirm the exact location of that CVX2 toxic gas bomb.

However, the remaining six members of the Red Blood Cell Group found nothing even after searching the first deck cabins.

Wang Yanbing's group was the first to enter the second-deck cabins.

The moment the door to the second-deck cabin passage opened, Song Kaifei felt something was off, but after careful observation he detected no movement; eager to find the CVX2 toxic gas bomb, the two began searching one by one.

Two minutes later, as Song Kaifei walked ahead, he suddenly felt dizzy; when he tried to turn back to speak to Wang Yanbing, he discovered Wang Yanbing's body was softly collapsing to the ground…

Oh no!

This was Song Kaifei's last thought before losing consciousness…

(End of chapter)