The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 643 - 0: The Sinking of the Jade Helix Warship

"Not good!"

Long Fei and Chu Feng discovered the madman at the same time.

The Tai’a Sword from Long Fei’s Storage Ring spiraled out with a whistling sound, thrusting down through the deck with a thud.

The steel cladding was like paper before the Tai’a Sword, clanging as it penetrated into the cabin below.

The Dongying ship captain had already pulled the pin of the grenade, about to knock it against the wall.

With a whoosh of the sword, the Sword Qi slashed over his arm.

As the Sword Qi swept past, the captain turned to ashes with a puff.

The grenade hit the ground, clanging noisily.

Long Fei and Chu Feng had been ready to escape with Li Zhenni and the others, only to find that the grenade did not explode.

The ammunition on the ship, after being washed through the time tunnel and reappearing in this world, was no longer as sensitive as it had once been.

Scared out of his wits, the captain wailed chaotically in the cabin, desperately searching for another bomb to go down with.

The Tai’a Sword hung in the air, watching him closely.

Murderous intent surged, flashing with bursts of Mysterious Light.

If he dared to make a move, he would instantly turn to ash.

Long Fei and Chu Feng descended with the group and, upon entering the cabin, tossed a rope to tie up the captain.

They had many questions and wanted to have a talk with the captain.

His withered and shriveled body was howling, bulging eyes staring intently at Long Fei and the others.

"Who are you?"

He demanded in Japanese.

Li Zhenni shouted back in Japanese, "Huaxia people!"

His body trembled, and he began to struggle fiercely, "How is it possible, how could I lose to the Zhina people? Our great Jade Helix Warship of the Great Empire of Dongying, and yet it has been taken by you?"

Fat Wang cursed angrily, "For fuck’s sake, still talking tough while captured!"

He lifted his leg and gave the ship captain a heavy kick.

With a bang, the captain’s body, like compressed rubber, slammed heavily against the wall.

Rebound by the immense force, he rolled on the ground and surprisingly was unhurt.

Long Fei and Chu Feng exchanged glances, wondering if there was something in the time tunnel that could strengthen the human body.

Zhang Yinyang and Lu Buping also joined in, ruthlessly stomping on him, considering his tough skin and flesh made it impossible to kill him. frёeωebɳovel.com

The captain, evidently immune to pain, yelled boisterously, "Keep hitting, no matter how much you hit, you can’t break down the unyielding will of a Great Empire of Dongying naval admiral. Dongying will win, the Emperor will win, you stupid Zhina pigs!"

Long Fei shook his head; if it weren’t for research purposes, he would have really wanted to cleave him in two with a sword.

The captain’s body was probably different from the other crew members’ bodies.

The other crew members seemed slack and, although they also possessed immortal bodies, they had already begun to decay.

However, the captain’s flesh was exceptionally solid, resembling dried-out rubber with great resilience.

Looking at him, he didn’t seem like a typical zombie mutation.

Long Fei instructed Fat Wang and the others to watch over him, then he, with Chu Feng and Li Zhenni, went to check the ammunition cache.

This exploration might require using some of these items.

A "No Flame" warning sign hung on the door of the ammunition cache.

As Chu Feng was about to light a cigarette, Li Zhenni snatched it away from him.

The ammunition inside was neatly arranged, each with a clear label; at a quick glance, there were hundreds of boxes.

The Dongying soldiers must have been bored, spending their days arranging these things to pass the time.

Long Fei opened a box to find a half-meter long huge shell, wrapped in an oil cloth that was shiny and dust-free.

Nambu Model 14 pistols, Type 94 automatic pistols, Type 100 submachine guns, Type 38 and Type 99 rifles, Type 11 and Type 96 light machine guns, as well as portable Type 93 and Type 100 flamethrowers.

Good Lord, the navy was equipped with an assortment of army weapons; it truly was an unfinished warship.

Chu Feng picked up a Type 100 submachine gun and called out excitedly, "Wow, now we’ve got some toys to play with!"

The black gun carried the distinct icy-cold metallic texture.

Chu Feng pulled the bolt back, and with a click, the sound of the spring was as crisp as if it were new.

Long Fei and he, without a second thought, decided to take all these things with them.

Even if they encountered a master, waving the hand to fire a large-caliber bullet would, if not blast them to death, at least blow them half-dead.

Even dealing with Demonic Beasts, a dozen Type 100 submachine guns spraying bullets furiously, coupled with a flamethrower as a finishing touch, would be enough to give them a hard time.

After emptying the contents inside, the two found the fuel storage and scattered a barrel of heavy oil all the way to the deck.

The captain sensed something was amiss and started howling, "Don’t blow up my ship, don’t blow up my ship."

"This is the Emperor His Majesty’s ship; you cannot do this!"

He collapsed in a flood of snot and tears, struggling desperately, and even Fat Wang and others almost couldn’t restrain him.

Long Fei seemed to understand, why at the last moment they would rather kill themselves than go down with the ship.

If the bombs on the ship exploded, they would surely be reduced to ashes.

The warship was these soldiers’ life; they would rather die than destroy their own warship with their own hands.

Too bad, this navy belonged to the little devils.

The group all returned to the cargo ship; Chu Feng called out to Fat Wang and the others but deliberately ignored Li Zhenni.

Li Zhenni dared not walk the rope again and helplessly looked at Long Fei, an image of pity.

Long Fei smiled, squatted down, and let her climb onto his back.

He leaped, stepping on the gunwale to soar into the air, tracing an arc in the sky before landing steadily on the cargo ship.

For Li Zhenni, it was like riding a roller coaster; her heart leaped and then plummeted.

Her whole body clung to Long Fei.

The sensation of something soft and pliable was very clear; it made Long Fei furrow his brows upon landing.

He set down Li Zhenni and immediately stepped away from her.

Li Zhenni’s face was also a bit red; she knew she had lost composure earlier, giving the man an unfair advantage.

She ordered the captain to set sail immediately, to put distance between them and that ghostly warship.

Long Fei and Chu Feng lit cigarettes and slapped the Dongying captain’s shoulder, saying, "Captain, your mission is over."

After the two ships were a hundred meters apart, Long Fei and Chu Feng exchanged looks and flicked their cigarette butts away.

Both intent on showing off, one used spiritual power to summon the Wind Element Force to carry the cigarette butt flying towards the warship.

Chu Feng didn’t rely on any mana and simply used raw strength to launch the cigarette butt.

The seemingly light object turned into a bullet in his hands, whistling as it tore through the sky.

The two cigarette butts nearly simultaneously hit the warship’s deck, and the heavy oil burst into flames, shooting upwards.

A fire traced the form of a Fire Dragon and quickly entered the cabin.

After the cargo ship sailed desperately, distancing itself by tens of thousands of meters.

There was a huge rumbling sound as the Dongying warship suddenly emitted billowing black smoke.

Explosions followed one after another; the ferocious flames, like a volcanic eruption, engulfed the more than 200-meter long warship in mere moments.

The waves churned, rolling up a heat wave that thundered towards the cargo ship’s direction.

This was probably the most beautiful firework under the clear skies; Fat Wang and his group whistled and screamed, "Down with the imperialists of the Great Empire of Dongying!"

"The grudge of Jiawu, finally avenged today!"

"Goodbye, little devils!"

The Dongying captain, like a duck, desperately wailed and rolled on the ground, banging his head on the deck, appearing as if he wished for death.

His ears were filled with the oath he had taken when the warship was launched, "With the ship, with life; without the ship, without life."

He bellowed a curse, "Warriors of the Emperor, Generals of the Empire, descendants of the Anpei family, better to die than be dishonored. If you’ve got the guts, give me a quick death, kill me!"

He spoke this Huaxia phrase quite clearly.

Long Fei and Chu Feng exchanged looks, and surprised, asked him, "You’re a descendant of the Anpei family?"

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