Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

at the same time.

Under the extreme weather on the high seas, dark clouds dominate the sky.

The sea looks extremely dangerous in the absence of light. The visibility at sea level is less than 100 meters. Even experienced sailors dare not take it lightly when sailing in such horrible weather.

The sea was very rough, and most of the guests were hiding in the cabins. There were only a few people on the deck.

A man in black clothes, black trousers and a hood was leaning on the railing with a bottle of beer and looking at the sea level, drinking leisurely here and there.

Not far away from him, two crew members were complaining about the extreme weather.

"...The dark clouds are getting lower and lower. It looks like there won't be any thunderstorms at night."

"The wind and waves are so big, it will be too bad if there is thunder and rain again. I hope God will bless us and not let us be too unlucky!" "Hey. We are lucky. A few days ago, someone picked up one with iron and blood on the high seas. A large pirate organization. Otherwise, it’s the easiest time to run into that thing in this damn weather~! At least we don’t have to worry about running into pirates this time...

..." "Who are you looking for in M ​​state that caused a commotion all over the city... I heard from my cousin from far away that a big shot blocked all inbound and outbound planes and routes for 10 hours that day. Not long after

The terminal was inexplicably unblocked again. "

"Those are all matters of big shots, how could we commoners know?"

…

The young man who was drinking with his hands on the railing lowered his head and chuckled from his throat. He suddenly said as if he was mocking: "They are here to arrest people."

Several crew members who were chatting in a corner to avoid the wind and waves immediately spotted him.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, wondering why this man would go out on the deck to drink in such horrible weather?

No one spoke.

The young man turned around, revealing his young and gentle face under his hood. He smiled at the corners of his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "But that person ran away."

"?"

What on earth is this person talking about!

The young man didn't care whether they could understand or not, as if he was just talking: "That man also cleaned up the pirates on the high seas and gave the big shot you call a loud slap!" "Hi." He said suddenly. He smiled and looked very happy: "Well done! I've wanted to do this for a long time. Unfortunately...it's not the right time yet. She just slapped me in the face. After all, I should thank her for taking care of me."

He couldn't thank her in person, nor could he place a bouquet of flowers on her grave to express his gratitude. "

According to his original plan, Qiao Nian was already dead.

He should dress up and present a beautiful flower to the legend at his funeral. It must be a delicate rose.

Because only the red color of the burning eye is suitable for someone like Qiao Nian, the pale chrysanthemum is not suitable for her, and the pure color of white is not a color worthy of the dirty blood flowing in her body!

It's a pity that he failed to realize his plan, but instead let the other party notice the traces...

But so what?

This game has just begun, and it is too early to say who will lose and who will win.

"Who are you?" A crew member dared to ask.

The young man watched a small fish in the sea being swallowed up by the black waves. He raised his eyelids to look over and called out his name: "seven." When everyone was still looking at each other, he suddenly dropped the beer in his hand without interest. Turn around and walk towards the cabin...