The soul travels through the eighteenth line, the female agent is killing crazy in the entertainment

Jiang Qilan's hand is very beautiful.

This shows that he did not enter accidentally, but came here on purpose.

He also showed off his outstanding skills and made the other party fear him.

Then, he showed his sincerity. Not only did he not hurt the muscular man, he also prepared such a wad of money to "buy travel expenses."

Moreover, in this situation, he could recognize the boss here at a glance.

The old man had a cigarette in his mouth, and the flame of the cigarette flickered on and off in the darkness.

Jiang Qilan held the money in one hand and looked at the old man fearlessly.

The old man should have Indian ancestry, brown skin, small eyes, a high and wide nose bridge, thick lips, thick eyebrows and gray hair.

The marina is quiet.

There was only the sound of the waves, crashing, crashing, hitting the ship one after another.

The ship rocked and creaked.

The old man quietly finished the remaining cigarette.

After taking a deep breath, the flames reached the filter.

The old man spat the cigarette butt onto the board with his side face, and used his large black water boots to stamp out the flames.

Then he stood up.

He is not tall, but has a strong sense of oppression.

"You are very brave." The old man finally spoke.

His voice was low, like heavy gravel grinding through one's ear canal.

Then, the old man pointed at Jiang Qilan's lower back.

"If I don't accept the ticket, do you want to blow up this place?" the old man said.

When Jiang Qilan took the money, he skillfully lifted up the hem of his shirt - revealing several grenades tied around his waist.

——A grenade capable of blowing up everything here.

Of course, just for a moment.

Most people present didn't see it.

But the old man will not miss it.

Years of sailing and fishing have given the old man a special pair of eyes.

The old man floats in the depths of the ocean to catch fish all year round, often staring at the bottomless sea.

When a school of fish swims by in the deep sea, the fish's scales will reflect sunlight——

The bright light was weakened by the thick sea water and was very dim, making it difficult for the human eye to capture it.

The grenade was black, and when the light hit it, the refracted light was weak and short-lived.

However, these lights are for people with special needs.

The old man saw the light of the grenade.

He also understood what Jiang Qilan meant.

Jiang Qilan was neither humble nor arrogant: "No. If I am rejected, then I will find other ways. As for me..."

He almost said "toy".

If you talk about toys at this time, if the other party really thinks it is a toy, it will be troublesome.

Jiang Qilan braked in time.

"...Weapons are for self-defense. They are not meant to force others to serve me."

The old man jumped lightly and jumped onto the pier.

He was wearing a gray vest with no visible original color and several holes in it.

The muscles on his chest and arms are all silky, which shows that his body fat rate is extremely low.

The old man's steps were strong and he quickly walked to Jiang Qilan.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

Jiang Qilan lowered his voice and said, "Country Y."

The old man frowned, "What are you doing there?"

"Find someone."

The old man stared at Jiang Qilan with sharp eyes, looking up and down very slowly.

The whites of his eyes were very white and the pupils were small, making him look a little scary.

"That dark blue cargo ship over there is bound for Country Y." The old man raised his chin in a certain direction, "It will leave in a while. You can just get on the ship."

Jiang Qilan bowed slightly and stretched out the wad of money in front of the old man: "Thank you. Please accept my ticket."

The old man stretched out his rough and cracked right index finger, pressed it on the edge of the bill, and pushed it back.

He said: "Someone has already paid for your ferry ticket."