The supreme master of the female president

"The thing is on you?" The old Maozi's stern gaze stayed on Yang Yitian's face, and he said in a vicious and deep voice: "Hand it over and spare you!"

Yang Yitian's expression was normal, and he said very flatly: "I don't understand what you are talking about, but the people who pointed guns at me are all dead without exception."

Hearing Yang Yitian's words, Lao Maozi couldn't help but startled, then laughed, put the muzzle of the gun on his forehead, and said playfully: "Boy, I didn't hear what you just said clearly, please say it again?"

"Hahaha, he must have been kicked in the head by a pig."

"That's right, head, show him some color."

"Jie Jie Jie, break his legs!"

Those ferocious gangsters who followed Lao Maozi grinned loudly, put their guns on their shoulders, and stared at Yang Yitian like a fool.

And those tourists who were driven to the deck couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. They obviously felt that Yang Yitian's tone was too loud. Others obviously had guns in their hands and had seized the initiative. Not only did Yang Yitian not beg for mercy, he even dared to provoke .

Ryoko Yamamoto also paused, and anxiously gave Yang Yi an angelic wink. She just wanted to express her anger for what happened just now, and she didn't want to kill this man at all.

Yang Yitian was calm and composed, raised his head to stare at Lao Maozi, and repeated in a very flat tone: "I said, none of the people who pointed a gun at me is still alive, and of course you will be included."

"You are so arrogant, you don't know how to write the word dead." The old Maozi smiled coldly, turned the gun and pointed it at Yang Yitian's abdomen, and wanted to pull the trigger violently.

"brush!"

Suddenly, there was a slight piercing sound, and Lao Maozi only saw a burst of cold light, and instantly felt a dull pain in his neck, accompanied by a very cold feeling.

The old Maozi lowered his head and found that there were continuous drops of blood dripping under the deck under his feet. He touched his neck with trembling hands, but was stained red with blood.

"Puff!" The old Maozi's pupils widened infinitely, and the gun he was holding tightly in his hand fell on the deck. He covered his neck with all his strength, trying to stop the blood, but the life in his body was passing away quickly, and his body was limp and slow. Fall slowly.

This infiltrating scene made everyone gasp, because before they could even see what was going on, Lao Maozi had already been stabbed to death.

Ryoko Yamamoto, who was relatively close to Lao Maozi, looked at Yang Yitian's side face, her shocking head went blank, the chill rushed from her jade feet to her scalp, and her whole body was panicked.

She may be the only one who saw Yang Yitian make a move.

Yang Yitian took back the blood-stained tactical knife, picked up the gun that had fallen below the deck, and aimed at the dull men of Lao Maozi.

The deafening gunshots shook everyone's hearts. Lao Maozi's fierce subordinates, whose hearts were pierced and shattered by bullets, collapsed in extreme astonishment. Yang Yitian shot so fast that the whole process lasted ten seconds. Before the clock ticked, they had no time to react.

Yang Yitian was expressionless, as if killing these people was like crushing a few ants to death, he turned his head and glanced at the hundred or so tourists, dropped the gun in his hand, and said in a calm voice: "You are safe."

These tourists were still in shock. The fierceness shown by Yang Yitian made them feel that this man was more vicious and bloody than the thugs headed by Lao Maozi, like a demon from hell.

The captain of the cruise ship staggered to Yang Yitian's side with the support of several security personnel, and said gratefully: "Thank you, sir, for saving us from this crisis, but I want to know who you are ?”

Yang Yitian's eyebrows twitched. He was naturally aware of the captain's concern and vigilance. It was undoubtedly his means. He was too shockingly brutal. He killed someone without even wrinkling his forehead, which made the captain feel very dangerous.

"Ordinary people!" Yang Yitian only said one sentence, then turned and left the deck, but before leaving, he coldly kissed Ryoko Yamamoto.

Feeling Yang Yitian's gaze, Yamamoto Ryoko felt an indescribable fear in her heart, she guessed that she seemed to have angered a demon.

Seeing Yang Yitian's unwillingness to reveal his identity, the captain of the cruise ship tensed up with fear and anxiety piled up in his chest, but there was nothing he could do.

After instructing a few security personnel to secretly monitor Yang Yitian to prevent him from doing anything out of the ordinary, the captain turned to comfort the tourists, because everyone must be panicked when such an emergency happened, and it will be very serious if it is not handled well. trouble.

Yang Yitian went back to his room and packed his things, because he knew that as soon as the cruise ship landed, the relevant local personnel would definitely come and take him away for interrogation. Then the situation would become very complicated. After all, those fierce thugs , was killed by him.

After packing up, Yang Yitian picked up his backpack and planned to go to the place where the cruise ship stored lifeboats. Before going to the Dark City, he had to contact a few former friends to cooperate with him in killing Boros.

"Dong dong!"

Just as Yang Yitian was about to open the door to leave, there was a knocking sound outside.

"Who?" Yang Yitian's forehead tightened slightly, he didn't open the door immediately, but asked in a solemn voice.

"It's me, Ryoko Yamamoto." Outside, Ryoko Yamamoto pursed her lips and responded nervously.

"What's the matter?" Yang Yitian opened the door, those deep eyes were quiet and gloomy.

"Well, I came here to apologize to you. I was wrong before. I'm sorry." Looking into Yang Yitian's eyes, Ryoko Yamamoto dodged guilty, and weeping willow apologized.

Yang Yitian didn't speak, just stared at Ryoko Yamamoto silently, and after a long time, walked out directly.

Ryoko Yamamoto was startled, and hurried to catch up with Yang Yitian, and asked in a low voice, "You're not angry, and you don't ask me, what are those people looking for?"

Yang Yitian was silent, walking steadily, as if he didn't bother to pay attention to Ryoko Yamamoto, and didn't want to know why those people wanted to arrest her.

Seeing Yang Yitian being so cold, Yamamoto Ryoko was a little bit coquettish, she was obviously so subdued, yet he still ignored her.

"You're going to the Dark City to attend the ten-year Tenjin Conference, aren't you?" Suddenly, Ryoko Yamamoto asked.

Yang Yitian paused, looked back at Ryoko Yamamoto, and said in a deep voice, "You know me?"

"Who knows you, narcissist!"

Ryoko Yamamoto rolled his eyes, and then said: "I guessed, all the forces in the dark world are now rushing to the dark city, because this meeting affects the interests of many people, so those of us will also attend, I I think the same is true for you, why don't we go together, I just want to go and have a look."