Chapter 788: Prelude to a Night Battle (3k)
“This person…”
The speedboat stopped, and Mu Qi on board was stunned as he looked forward into the air, seemingly unable to understand what Bai Lin was doing.
A High-Rank Battle King had come to stop them, a group that could easily crush Battle King Level.
Su Jiu, on the other hand, looked at the familiar clerical robe and the golden cross, his eyes narrowing slightly. He flicked his finger, and the Blood Clan’s signature nail clipper shot out.
Qing Si brushed against the nail clipper unintentionally, and it was instantly cut in two, showcasing its sharpness.
“Hello everyone, allow me to introduce myself…”
Stopping at the front of the speedboat, Bai Lin smiled, looking quite…
Ling Meng bowed gracefully, just like the Ferryman who had once imitated a Bai Ya member facing students who could be slaughtered at any moment, as if they were all cast from the same mold.
“I am…”
“You are the Black-clad Bishop, right?”
Before he could say more, Su Jiu suddenly interrupted, his eyes with a hint of playfulness, his fingers tapping lightly on the hull of the boat, making “ding ding” sounds.
“You know me?”
Hearing the strange “ding ding” sound, Bai Lin subconsciously swallowed, his bowing posture stiffening. He even felt that looking up was a strange pressure.
He could feel the inexplicable unease in his heart resurfacing. Even though his soles were covered by boots, he always felt the cold of the sea seeping in.
Why?
He felt this way, like a mouse encountering an old cat.
“Doesn’t the cross on your waist tell us? Black-clad Bishop… Sir.”
As he spoke, Su Jiu stood up with a smile and walked on the water towards the front. He was looking for a guide, and with this guy, finding Luofu Island should be more accurate.
“You…”
Feeling the voice getting closer, Bai Lin finally couldn’t help but look up, only to see the sharp, light blue fingernails already at his neck, like a cleaver ready to cut sugarcane.
Feeling the stinging pain on his neck, Bai Lin was greatly alarmed. His gaze shifted to Su Jiu’s ears, and he said in a low voice, “Senior half-demon, perhaps there is some misunderstanding between us…”
In this world, for some people, there are only seniors, ants, and friends. This is especially true for those like the Ancient God Sect who lick blood with their swords.
“Pfft.”
Hearing this, Su Jiu couldn’t help but laugh, but his face remained cold. The chilling fingernails moved closer, and he said faintly:
“Lead the way. Take us to Luofu Island.”
“…”
Bai Lin was silent for a moment. During this time, his gaze swept over Bairnis, and his fingers curled slightly, but he put them down. He quickly lowered his head and smiled obsequiously, a cold glint flashing in his eyes:
“I will lead the way for you now.”
He couldn’t guarantee that he could capture the little girl in one blow. The only thing he should do now was to take Su Jiu there and then seek help from the two high-ranking Ferrymen who had already arrived at Luofu Island.
As he spoke, he slowly landed on the front seat of the boat, without any further entanglement with Su Jiu. Only his pupils were still trembling slightly. Although he had developed many years of high psychological resilience as a spy, it was a lie to say he wasn’t afraid.
Watching his actions, Su Jiu just silently kept his fingernails pointed at his neck, saying nothing more. Mu Qi, who was driving, was the legitimate son of a large family in the Law Enforcement Hall. He had seen too many situations like this.
“Whoosh!”
The latter casually pulled a soil-blue external qi rope and tied it to Mu Qi, then accelerated, continuing to drive forward, changing direction from time to time according to the directions given by the other party.
Su Jiu, on the other hand, returned to his seat and played with his phone. Frowning at the signal in the upper right corner swaying between one bar and no signal, she was a little helpless.
Even if she wanted to contact [Liuli] again to report the situation, it would have to wait.
“Tell us, how many people are on Luofu Island?”
Su Jiu didn’t ask. Instead, the thoughtful little padded jacket asked. Several blue butterflies appeared on her fingernails. After a while, the butterflies landed on the shoulders and nose of the Bai Lin.
“There are…”
“If you lie, hehe…”
Just as Bai Lin was about to start spouting nonsense, a cold female voice sounded. At the same time, the serrated mouthparts of the butterflies were fully displayed on his nose. The teeth were very small, but extremely dense. Instead of looking like a Blood Clan, they looked like a small Nile tilapia.
“There is an aura containing unknown laws…”
Staring at the butterflies, Bai Lin’s pupils suddenly contracted sharply, and then his body trembled. He glanced at Bairnis, his mood extremely complicated, but more so, he was lucky that he hadn’t gone crazy just now…
The girl who looked like a high school student before him seemed to be someone not to be trifled with. She could even be said to be deadly if touched. Now, he could only reveal some “genuine goods,” otherwise, he would be the one to die because the merchandise didn’t match.
He immediately stopped struggling, lowered his head, and said softly, “There are a total of three Ferrymen, and two are Black-clad Bishops like me. The remaining combat power is not enough to threaten you.”
He deliberately omitted whether the Ferrymen were high-ranking or low-ranking.
But he didn’t know that whether he said it or not, the result would not be much different. Not to mention Su Jiu and Bairnis teaming up to take on a mid-level War God, just Mu Qi alone, under the buff, could easily deal with anything below a high-level War God.
…
On Luofu Island, two figures sat in an office inside the boat. The fluorescent lights inside the boat shone on them, making them look a bit cold.
“Lord Waterbird, has she… not replied yet?”
A relatively young voice sounded. The voice came from a ponytail girl wearing clerical robes.
She wore a pair of red glasses, and her face looked quite handsome and cold. A golden cross was tucked into her waist. She was also a Black-clad Bishop.
“No, Liuli only told me to wait for her.”
Sitting in the main seat of the desk, Zhou Hong glanced at her and shook his head. A hint of helplessness appeared on his slightly weathered face.
“The other party should be coming soon. Judging by their movements, it’s highly likely they think we have a problem. Do we need to make any preparations?”
The ponytail girl sat in a side seat, holding a tablet in her hand. On it was a diagram of bomb distribution, with ticks and circles, as if they had already been placed.
“What you said is close to what I thought.”
Hearing the girl’s words, Zhou Hong withdrew his gaze and looked down at the text game on his phone again, finding that the other party had not transmitted any other useful information.
He dared not contact Liuli directly through communication. In fact, the communication software was not even on his phone. After all, if it were intercepted, or if he died and the information was discovered, the entire mission would collapse.
“Hasn’t the support arrived yet?”
Zhou Hong slowly stood up, turned to look at the sky, which was still hazy even though it was noon, and after a moment of silence, he said faintly:
“You leave directly later. It’s not safe here. Take the other two of ours with you.”
“Captain Zhou, what do you mean?”
Hearing this, the girl was stunned and spoke subconsciously. However, she wasn’t calling him a Ferryman of the Ancient God Sect, nor identifying him by his Night Watcher identity, but using a title unique to that place.
Only in the National Security Bureau would they be called this way. Compared to the Night Watchers of Huainan, they were more loyal to the country.
Zhou Hong remained silent, only looking out the window, as if trying to see through the mist.
Looking at his figure, the girl’s face turned a little ugly, even red. She glanced out the window and retorted in a low voice, “We once swore an oath to work together with our comrades to build an iron great wall to protect the country. Are you going to make me abandon my comrades?”
After Zhou Hong and the others came out, they had also taken in some special talents or Night Watchers into the team one after another. This Luo, Xiao, was once a team member of Zhou Hong in the National Security Bureau.
They would jointly form the White Night organization, with Bai Ya as the core, in order to infiltrate all corners of the Dragon Country’s Ancient God Sect’s black industry.
“Xiao Luo, you’re still young. Some things are just for show.”
Zhou Hong smiled indifferently, took out a blue-black cigarette from his pocket, lit it with his fingertips, held it between two fingers, took a puff, and then leaned on the windowsill with both hands, continuing to speak.
“Don’t worry about those oaths. Listen to your captain. Survival is the most important thing. Live and leave, fall in love, open your favorite coffee shop, and don’t be in National Security anymore.”
“But…” Xiao Luo still gritted her teeth and wanted to say something.
“There are no ‘buts.’ If the opponent is two high-ranking Ferrymen, we have no chance of survival. Take the other two junior members and leave.”
Zhou Hong opened his mouth slightly, exhaling the cigarette that had passed through his lungs, and gazed at the misty blue smoke, as if this moment had been predicted nineteen years ago.
“We can sacrifice, but not for no reason. We are not heroes, but members of an underground organization protecting national security—”
“Leave here, this is an order.”
He always dreamed of this day. After all, people in this line of work have an average age of death around forty. Who can truly have a good end?
“Captain, aren’t you leaving?”
Hearing his words, Xiao Luo could only sigh. She wasn’t young anymore, over thirty. She saw things clearly in matters like this, but she still hoped that her old captain would leave with her.
“I can’t leave. If I leave, that kid’s plan will be completely ruined.”
Zhou Hong shook his head, his tone carrying the same helplessness as before.
He didn’t want to die more than anyone else here. He wanted to see his daughter, watch her get into her ideal university, hug his neck, and call him father…
But some things had to be weighed. Bai Ya paid the corresponding reward, and he had to complete the mission, to put an end to nearly twenty years of lurking.
The two talked for a while longer. Xiao Luo said “Take care” and left in a hurry. When carrying out a mission, a higher rank meant obedience to orders. The system of the National Security Bureau was the same as that of the army.
Time came to the afternoon. In the entire room, only Zhou Hong was standing alone, smoking cigarette after cigarette, the ash piling up on the windowsill, almost completely overflowing.
He could feel two auras stronger than his own approaching, and their auras were cold, surely belonging to the Ancient God Sect.
A hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes… the reinforcements had not arrived yet…
“Knock knock!”
The door outside the cabin was knocked, and at the same time, a rather effeminate male voice sounded. The person politely asked:
“Ferryman Waterbird, excuse me, have you seen Bishop Bai Lin who was supposed to meet us?”
