practice falsehood

boom!
A huge crashing sound spread across the sea.

Although Chen Hao's motorboat did not fly too high, it hit the waistline of the yacht at a speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour, which still caused the white yacht in front of him to shake violently!

Everyone on the yacht was affected by the impact, and they staggered on their feet. Their bodies instinctively reached out to grab the railings around them to stabilize their bodies.

It's just that before the yacht recovered from the shaking, a powerful and threatening figure flew from the side skirts of the yacht onto the deck.

At the same time as this figure boarded the boat, he threw Li Xiaozhen, who was in his arms horizontally, onto the deck. The movement was clean and quick, and the speed was surprisingly fast.

"Be careful!" The red building deacon on the top deck had extraordinary eyesight. He knew the strength of the person coming from the speed of Chen Hao's movement, so he hurriedly spoke to remind him.

A group of members of the red building who were guarding the bottom all tensed up when they heard the words. Just as they were about to draw out their weapons to defend themselves, they saw the footsteps of the man rushing up to the deck.

Unexpectedly, the whole person was not affected by the bumps, as if he was riding on the waves and galloping. A member of the Red Chamber who was leaning on the outside was shot flying by raising his palm close to him.

The force of the palm hitting the chest was truly astonishing. Even in the wind and waves, one could vaguely hear the "thunk" sound like the impact of a cannonball.

The member of the Red Mansion who received Chen Hao's full palm suddenly had his chest sunken three inches, his eyes bulged out, and he sprayed blood mist and internal organ fragments from his mouth. He fell directly into the sea water and turned into countless transparent foam fragments with a pop.

Such a horrifying scene naturally attracted the attention of the remaining members of the Red Mansion.

Originally, the deacon said that he wanted to capture the young man in front of him alive.

Right now, a companion was hanged in a face-to-face, and these members of the Red Chamber didn't care so much, and they all took out their guns and shot.

Suddenly there was loud gunfire and bullets flying in the yacht.

However, due to the severe shaking of the ship's hull and Chen Hao's extremely ghostly posture, all the shots fired in this panic basically fell through the air.

Before the magazine was emptied, the heads of members of the No. 2 Red Chamber were smashed to pieces under the black iron palm.

"Solve the second one!"

With a thought in Chen Hao's mind, the Drunken Eight Immortals' movement technique was used again.

On such a bumpy sea ship, his family tradition of Zuibu was at home like a fish in water, and it was even more powerful than on flat land.

Coupled with the strength of a palm weighing two thousand kilograms, if you rub it, you will be injured, and if you hit it, you will die.

Ferocious mess!
Just a few pushes and claps, almost like a bulldozer rolling all the way, a few breaths of effort killed all the minions on the first deck and in the cabin.

At this time, the deacon of the red building who was still on the top of the boat changed his face when he heard the screams from below, and hurriedly took out a palm-sized, crystal ball-like transparent music box from the music box at his feet. balls.

The transparent ball was covered with a soft shell like a plastic film. When the red mansion steward held it over his head and pinched it forcefully, he heard a "bang", and a dense water mist visible to the naked eye was sprayed outward from it.

In just a few seconds, the water mist spread more than twenty meters wide, forming a hemispherical mist cover that enveloped the entire yacht.

Chen Hao, who was buttoning bullets and stopping the bleeding in the cabin on the first floor, was shocked when he saw the sudden fog.

Before he could react, he heard a strange sax tune coming from above his head.

As soon as the sound entered his ears, Chen Hao's eardrums trembled violently, and the piercing pain made Chen Hao subconsciously raise his hands to cover his ears.

He felt as if he was back in school when he heard the harsh whistling sound from the power amplifier in the school hall.

wrong!

It should be more than ten times more painful than the howling sound!
"What method is this?" "Sonic attack?"

"Sound playing secret technique?"

Chen Hao's eyes bulged, and before he had time to think about it, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

Immediately afterwards, a roar similar to that of an elephant roared out from his mouth, and a gust of vigor visible to the naked eye blew away the lingering mist in front of him by the way.

A magical scene happened!

Chen Hao found that as long as he was in a place with thin fog, the sound of the saxophone would no longer hurt as before, as if it had been weakened by an inexplicable force.

"This mist...could it be related to the mirage of the fake world?" Chen Hao frowned, and swung his palms wildly towards the front and back of his body.

As for the deacon of the red building, when he heard the elephant's call from below, his face changed: "Buddhism is true?!" Then he jumped up and landed on the deck of the first floor with the saxophone in his hand.

Chen Hao naturally noticed the figure appearing in the thick fog on the deck.

In his sight, the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses was holding a saxophone in both hands, his cheeks and chest bulging, rhythmically bulging like a toad's belly.

As for the saxophone in his hand, under the other party's playing, there were circles of translucent sound waves visible to the naked eye rippling from the mouth of the saxophone.

The medium through which these transparent sound waves are transmitted is the dense fog that lingers inside and outside the yacht.

Once he gets close to the thin fog where Chen Hao is, these sound waves visible to the naked eye will slowly fade until they become harmless and normal sounds.

Chen Hao frowned at this weird scene.

At this time, he remembered the teaching materials he had come into contact with when he was in the GA training school.

According to the data, people in the fake world will awaken [innate abilities] similar to superpowers at a certain age.

It's just that these [natural abilities] cannot be used in the real world because they are suppressed by the power of the real world.

And the reason why the middle-aged man in the sunglasses in front of him was able to display the [innate ability] of this sound wave is probably directly related to the sudden thick fog.

"Since it's related to the mist... let's break up the mist first!"

Chen Hao's thoughts turned quickly, and after he figured out the doorway inside, his eyes suddenly became fixed, and he stretched out his hand to pull the short sleeves on his body that were full of holes.

Then I saw him use his hand as a pole and his clothes as a flag, rolling for a while.

The whirring sound of the flags drowned out the melody of the saxophone, the strong wind driven by the clothes was rough and rough, and the thick fog rolling up the cabin and deck quickly overflowed.

The middle-aged man in sunglasses had a look of panic in his eyes when he saw this, and he just continued to play the saxophone with all his strength.

But before the sound waves spreading above could cause damage to Chen Hao, Chen Hao, who had rolled up his short-sleeved clothes into pieces all over the sky, had already rushed towards him with a sudden stride.

"Why don't you let the funeral blow in broad daylight?"

"It's really bad luck!"

As soon as the words fell, the black-blue iron palm hit the face of the middle-aged man in sunglasses.

The other party's head was slapped by Chen Hao, and turned around twice in the same place. The weird saxophone song also stopped abruptly at this moment, and the whole yacht fell into silence at this moment. (end of this chapter)