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"Icebreaker fishing boat?!"

"We are in the tropical zone, how could an icebreaker fishing boat come here?!"

The commander's face changed quietly. Of course, it is not ruled out that some icebreaker fishing boats run around, but this situation is too rare, so it is better to handle it with caution.

"Warn this fishing boat and ask them to leave immediately. If they don't leave, just shoot them as a warning!" The commander ordered coldly. If neither of them can make the other leave, then it can be confirmed that they are coming for their "Dal" mercenary group.

At that time, preparations for war are inevitable.

"Okay, adjourn the meeting and return to your respective posts!" The commander looked at Scar and the prince. In name, he is indeed the commander. He may not be able to command some people. It depends on the attitude of Scar and the prince.

"When Lin comes back, I want to know the accurate information from him. He is the only member who can escape from the hands of the Changsheng Club." Scar said in a muffled voice.

"I'm optimistic about him."

Just his words made the commander and the prince's eyes flash with a sharp light. If it weren't for Scar's reminder, they would have forgotten Lin Zizhen's recent actions.

He is very close to the people of the Changsheng Club, which does not rule out that he cooperated with the people of the Changsheng Club to trap and kill their boss.

Therefore, the prince chuckled and said, "Scar, I think we don't need to explain the matter we just talked about to Lin. We just need to let Lin explain his recent mission status."

Strictly speaking, Lin Zizhen belongs to Scar's side, so he is also Scar's direct subordinate. Given Scar's temperament, he is very likely to tell Lin Zizhen what happened in the meeting room today.

If Lin Zizhen is not a member of the Changsheng Club, then it is okay to let him know, but if they are not wrong, Lin Zizhen is a member of the Changsheng Club, then it will be really difficult to deal with.

Therefore, what happened at the conference table today should be known to them, just for the sake of caution.

What's more, Lin Zizhen is just a middle-level employee of their organization, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't say it.

When the commander walked out of the command room and came to the deck, he saw that the more than 20-meter-long fishing boat was still speeding, and the tip of the icebreaker under the bow was also exposed.

This kind of fishing boat is a black fishing boat built illegally. It is a kind of fishing boat that is used for poaching. It is generally prohibited internationally, but not many people care about it privately.

After all, the place where this kind of fishing boat enters to fish is in the Arctic Ocean, and few countries want to manage it.

Even if they want to manage it, the people below are lazy, after all, it is far and dangerous.

It was just at this time that the fishing boat seemed to see the figure of their Zumwalt destroyer, and the speed of the boat slowly slowed down.

After all, Zumwalt is a stealth destroyer, and the probability of being discovered is less than 10%. Unless it is very close, it is difficult to see its figure in the vast sea or on the radar.

What made the commander's face puzzled was that after the fishing boat stopped, it did not intend to change direction and leave, but just stopped there and did not move.

It seemed like he was observing their destroyer.

The commander picked up the telescope and aimed his sight at the deck of the fishing boat. Finally, he saw a white man in a white T-shirt on the deck. His face seemed to be gloomy and his temperament was chilling.

At this time, he was lying on a recliner, and several people around him were massaging him. They seemed to be tourists, but this strange phenomenon made the commander feel indescribable suspicion.

There must be something strange!

On the fishing boat, Elliot. Christian stretched his body, his eyes narrowed slightly with cold breath, and the smell of blood floated on the fishing boat.

Although it had been cleaned by the captain of the fishing boat and the crew sailors, the bloody smell was still difficult to dissipate. It was also this smell that made the people on the fishing boat, except Elliot. Christian, unbearable, and even dreamed of the faces of the dead crew members when they slept.

"This warship is good." "Elliot Christian grinned, his tone full of greed for the warship.

"Sir, this warship belongs to 'Dal'..." The captain quickly answered after hearing Elliot Christian's voice.

They often sail on the sea, and in some dark places, so they are naturally well aware of the existence of the mercenary group, and it is no secret that the 'Dal' mercenary group owns a Zumwalt warship.

Anyone who knows a little about this industry can basically get such news.

Looking at the docile attitude of this group of people, Elliot Christian couldn't help laughing. Without the baptism of blood, this group of people would not be so submissive to him.

He touched his chest. In his heart, there was a dark shadow monster, but it was this monster that gave him endless power.

"'々Incite. "Elliot Christian whispered to himself.

He learned the identity of this monster from its body, a ghost.

This is a ghost with an incitement code, and it is also a high-level ghost that walked out of the ghost town. Elliot Christian reached a contract with this ghost when he was conducting a mission investigation on the ghost town in Mexico.

It provided him with the life he had always dreamed of. He provided it with enough power and completed the tasks it had assigned.

It was just that because his power was too weak, the ghost could not provide him with enough power. If he used more power than he could bear, he would be assimilated by the ghost and completely become an unconscious ghost.

This was not the result that "incited" Haode or Elliot. Christian needed.

They were currently in a win-win situation, not a single win.

"Boom!"

At a certain moment, Elliot. Christian suddenly threw his palm out, and a black breath flowed out from his palm and finally merged into the sea.

After that, accompanied by a blast, a water column was blown out of the sea surface, and then a tuna was rolled out by a black gas and fell on Elliot. Christian's palm.

"Sizzle!"

Opening his mouth and biting, the surviving tuna was directly bitten off by Elliot. Christian, and then he swallowed it.

The blood of the tuna flowed down the corner of his mouth, staining his white shirt red.

The tuna in his hand deflated strangely at this moment, as if its essence was sucked away by some force. .

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