Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 379 Male Investigator Humiliated by Black Skin
The container carrying capacity of a 10,000-ton ship generally ranges from several thousand to around 20,000.

As a large and well-equipped supertanker, the Awa Maru naturally has a very strong carrying capacity.

According to the information Zhou Xuan learned on the road, the Awa Maru was loaded with a total of 13,420 national standard containers.

In addition to crude oil, food and other supplies, a large portion of these containers are used to load live lambs.

Twelve thousand lambs!

However, according to the information that Kamaitachi had just fed back to Zhou Xuan, he did not find any heartbeat similar to that of a living lamb, but instead found something very interesting.

The ship's guard.

Or, should we call them "hunters."

In Kassel Academy, hunters are not the kind of experts in outdoor survival who carry guns to the mountains to hunt pheasants or catch rabbits in the fields, but refer specifically to a small group.

This group is a loose organization, which brings together desperadoes, flower thieves, artists, avant-garde literary youths, middle-aged lawless maniacs, etc., and its composition is quite complex.

When such a group of kind-hearted contestants gather together, what they are going to do is naturally not good things like playing house in a super realistic way or helping old ladies cross the road.

These hunters with dragon blood are specially hired to help people solve problems.

They do basically everything from murder and arson to breaking into homes and catching adults cheating to stealing urine test samples and burning, killing and looting.

As long as the money is given, this group of hunters will come from all corners of the world without hesitation to help the sponsor solve all problems!
At this moment, in the middle of the night close to three in the morning, there are nearly three hundred hunters on the Awa Maru, which belongs to Japan!

According to Zhou Xuan's secret observation, most of these hunters are not yellow people, but black and white.

They are all armed and well-equipped.

AK-47, M4A1, Chicago typewriter, Desert Eagle, G36 rifle, high-explosive grenade, Barrett...

In addition, every hunter is equipped with an infrared scanner or other heat-sensing equipment, apparently to guard against hybrids who can use words to become invisible.

To be honest, even if the Japanese Self-Defense Forces saw these powerful hunters equipped with top-notch equipment, they would have to light a cigarette and bow to them respectfully.

If you meet white people or black people who are blessed with skin color, you may have to bow down to them.

After all, everyone knows it.

The gunfire at Pearl Harbor in 1941 brought the American father to many Showa men.

It is worth mentioning that Zhou Xuan even saw a black man carrying a Maxim heavy machine gun...

This is not reasonable.

Why would such powerful firepower be needed to guard a commercial oil tanker?

Zhou Xuan frowned slightly, feeling that things were not simple.

After a little thought, he decided not to cosplay as Agent 47 for the time being and to perform a perfect sneak attack that no one would be able to detect.

Zhou Xuan decided to select a lucky audience member first and let him participate in a quiz with prizes.

Then, Zhou Xuan's figure suddenly disappeared into the shadows.

He nimbly dodged the infrared scans of all the hunters and went straight behind the black man who was carrying the Maxim.

The black man was nearly two meters tall, with muscles all over his body. His face, which had an optical camouflage in the dark, looked ferocious and full of flesh.

He is a high-quality player who makes the American police's eyes sparkle and they can't wait to launch American-style Iai.

Zhou Xuan followed the black man silently like a ghost to a dark and deserted corner.

The next moment. Merciless Iron Hand!

A strong man locks up a man!

The burly black man's body disappeared around the corner in an instant and was grabbed by Zhou Xuan and thrown into a container.

However, before Zhou Xuan could take off the equipment from the black man, the other party used an unexpected and smooth combo.

The expression on the black man's face was first one of extreme fear, and then quickly changed to obedient and docile.

With incredible speed, he threw all his weapons, equipment, communication equipment, and infrared sensors to the ground, then knelt on his knees without hesitation with his hands raised high.

"Don't shoot! I surrender!" The strong black man spoke in a very sincere tone and in a low voice.

After saying that, the burly black man secretly glanced at Zhou Xuan out of the corner of his eye.

He was slightly stunned, and then spoke again: "Sir, please spare my life! I am a good citizen!"

Zhou Xuan:?
How come you are so skilled?
Aren't you an African black uncle, but an old Frenchman from the Plain White Banner?

Listening to the Chinese with a strange accent and looking at the equipment scattered all over the ground and the black man raising his hands in surrender, Master Zhou, who had seen a lot of storms, couldn't help but be speechless.

Zhou Xuan took a deep breath and sorted out his messy thoughts.

He looked at the black man kneeling in front of him with a sharp gaze, and said in a low and majestic tone: "I ask you questions and you answer them, otherwise..."

"I understand, I understand! Otherwise your life will be in danger. I will stab you with three knives and six holes, put you in a pig cage and light you on fire!" The black man's face immediately became serious.

Zhou Xuan:......

You have a lot of work to do, kid?

My emotions are incoherent...

"In fact, I was just going to knock you out. After all, God is merciful and black lives matter too." Zhou Xuan adjusted his emotions and said in a teasing tone, "But since you insist so much, I have no choice but to follow your advice."

Upon hearing this, the black man's expression froze.

"Okay, stop wasting time. Tell me, what are you hunters doing on this ship?" Zhou Xuan said in a serious tone.

"There is a big moneymaker in Japan who posts a mission on the Hunter Forum every month, asking people to escort this tanker. We are all the guards of this ship." The strong black man answered honestly.

"Do we need this thing to escort oil tankers? Are there any pirates who dare to rob such a 10,000-ton ship?" Zhou Xuan kicked the Maxim heavy machine gun on the ground.

"Sir, these weapons are not for fighting pirates." The black man raised his head slowly, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes, "They are for protecting yourself on the ship."

Zhou Xuan raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and pretended to be a little confused and said: "Protect yourself? What does this mean? Could it be that this ship is transporting some dangerous monster? Or is this ship going to have a battle royale on the high seas?"

"I heard that this ship is used to transport lambs to Siberia?"

"Hero, that's wrong." The burly black man sighed deeply, his facial features twisted together, as if he remembered something horrible.

"The cargo on this ship is ostensibly lambs, but who would spend millions of dollars every month to hire someone to escort lambs?"

"This ship is carrying ..."

At this point, the black man's body trembled violently, and his pupils trembled as well.

"It's a monster."

"A man-eating monster."

(End of this chapter)