Chapter 152 Chapter 152: King Zhao stirred things up in this world
Mugu stood on the deck of the warship, the sea breeze blowing with the salty and wet breath on his clothes, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, Overcoming the rising heat, he looked down deeply at the chaotic pier below.
The pier was bustling with people, and various languages were intertwined.
They looked anxious. If there were not soldiers standing guard with guns, someone might rush to the guard.
The sun shines slantingly on the sea, and the waves sparkle, as if the entire ocean is lit up.
The warship swayed slightly, and the hot tea cup in Mugu's hand also swayed slightly, causing delicate ripples to appear in the tea.
It’s great that at this critical moment, I can still drink hot tea and watch a show.
Mugu took a sip of tea, feeling happy.
“There are three minutes left, get ready to leave the port.”
Someone said.
Mugu looked back and saw that he was the commander this time. He was a colonel. He was a very nice person and had no airs at all.
You can go home in three minutes.
Great.
The public address system on the warship suddenly sounded, and the sound penetrated the sea breeze and morning fog, announcing clearly and firmly:
"One minute countdown to departure, all departments pay attention."
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The sound was like a war drum, instantly breaking the silence on the deck.
Mugu stood on the bridge, scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes.
He saw many figures running on the pier in the distance. They might be the last batch of foreigners working in the beautiful country to board the ship.
"Hurry up, I hope there won't be any trouble."
Mugu thought silently in his heart, maybe it was the family members who came to see him off.
Time seemed to be stretched out, and every second passed extremely slowly.
Mugu stood on the deck of the warship, scanning the dock as sharply as an eagle.
His heart seemed to be enveloped by an ominous premonition, and an inexplicable uneasiness spread in his chest.
“Something’s wrong.”
Mugu muttered to himself, his intuition telling him that there were malicious eyes hidden among the crowd on the pier.
He observed carefully and found that several figures were acting strangely. They did not look like compatriots or family members who were eager to board the ship. Instead, they seemed to be deliberately avoiding something and looking around.
The sea breeze blew by, bringing with it the salty smell and the sound of the engines of fishing boats in the distance, but these could not conceal the vigilance in Mugu's heart.
In an instant, the panic in my heart reached its peak.
Suddenly, a strong energy field lit up, the light was extremely dazzling, like a tens of thousands of incandescent lamp suddenly lighting up in the night sky.
This sudden light made the entire sea surface seem to be illuminated, and even the clouds in the distance were dyed with a faint glow.
Mu Gu's eyes widened, and unprecedented shock and anger surged in his heart.
He turned around suddenly and roared: "Someone is hijacking the ship!!!"
At the same time, the situation on the dock became increasingly chaotic.
The crowd that was still busy suddenly became panicked, screaming and shouting one after another, forming a noisy noise.
People were running in all directions, trying to find a place to hide or escape from this dangerous place.
Some timid people even jumped directly into the freezing water, hoping to escape this sudden disaster.
"Sure enough, there will be people who are restless."
Suddenly, a black shadow flew out from the shadows of the deck like a ghost, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch its trajectory.
This man was wrapped in a tight-fitting black combat uniform, with only a pair of cold and ruthless eyes exposed.
His body is surrounded by an extremely dark Qi field. This Qi field seems to have its own life, stretching out flexibly like tentacles. Each "tentacle" contains powerful power. and deadly threats.
These black tentacles drew strange trajectories in the air, pointing directly at the crowd on the pier.
The target was a blond man with blue eyes. The man was obviously unaware of the coming danger and was looking around anxiously, trying to find a safe shelter.
However, the moment he turned around to escape, the man in black's Qi tentacles shot out like arrows, instantly piercing the air and heading straight for the target with an ear-piercing scream. go.
The blond man felt a huge force suddenly hit him from behind. Before he could make any reaction, he was tightly grasped by that force.
The Qi tentacles wrapped around his body like iron pliers, lifting him up and hanging him in mid-air. The man struggled in fear, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from those seemingly invisible but indestructible bonds.
When the people around saw this scene, they exclaimed one after another. Some people were even frightened to the point of standing still, unable to move.
The soldiers on the warship reacted quickly. They knew that the man in front of them was by no means a good person and they must take immediate action.
The ‘incandescent light’ on the dock suddenly dissipated.
The commander could see clearly and issued an emergency order through the walkie-talkie: "Attention everyone, there is an enemy invasion, enter combat status immediately!"
A burst of chirping shouts suddenly broke out from the crowd. , Mu Gu instantly understood that this was beautiful Mandarin, and the voice was high-pitched and urgent: "Brothers, just do this big thing!"
This sentence is like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in circles.
Mugu's body trembled involuntarily, and he thought to himself: "It's really a mess. Now even the warships of the Dragon Kingdom are dared to be robbed."
His eyes became abnormal. Sharply, he stared at the crowd on the pier, trying to detect any suspicious movements.
At this moment, more than a dozen figures leaped out from the crowd. Their movements were agile and powerful, like a flock of big birds flying high into the sky, rushing straight towards the warship that was slowly leaving the dock.
These people were wearing uniform black combat uniforms and black masks on their heads. Only a pair of cold and ruthless eyes were exposed. They held a variety of weapons in their hands, some with pistols and some with submachine guns. , and there were several people carrying heavy backpacks, obviously coming prepared.
Their appearance made the already tense atmosphere even more depressing, and there was a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.
These people are not only strangers, but also carry firearms. It seems that they have eaten the Dinglong Kingdom warship.
On the deck, a stalwart returnee spat and said angrily:
“Damn it, it’s not safe to go home, brothers, come on, give it to me. Let’s check out the colors!”
Suddenly, the crowd on the deck erupted like a ignited powder keg. The soldiers jumped up, some brandishing their weapons, and some pounced directly on the enemy.
Their postures are vigorous and powerful, and every attack carries the force of thunder.
At the same time, the crowd on the pier also began to commotion.
Various Qi fields bloomed in the air like gorgeous fireworks, some as hot as fire, some as cold as frost, and some with a strange purple light.
Mugu fought fiercely, with special strength.
What a fucking bastard, there is actually a team of aliens dispatched at this time.
What the hell is going on.
The battle goes as quickly as it comes.
When the last bullet was fired, when the last fire field dissipated, the entire dock returned to silence, as if the fierce battle just now was just an illusion.
However, the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air and the remains of weapons scattered everywhere reminded everyone that all of this really happened.
Mugu gasped, sweat sliding down his forehead and making a slight sound when it dripped on the ground.
He looked around at the tired but still determined soldiers, and felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.
At this moment, he heard someone next to him ask: "Colonel, do you need to chase me?"
Mugu turned around and saw an officer standing beside him. Beside him, his eyes were questioning. The officer was tall and serious-looking, obviously an experienced warrior.
However, at this moment, there was a trace of hesitation and uncertainty in his eyes. "No, they are all disabled." The commander's voice came from a distance, with a hint of unquestionable majesty in his cold tone.
"The most important thing for us now is to send everyone back."
He walked up to Mugu and scanned every corner of the battlefield, seeming to confirm that there were no hidden dangers left.
“Let’s get out of the port quickly.”
The commander continued, with a sense of urgency in his voice.
He knows that time is tight and every minute and every second may determine the direction of the battle.
He could not give his enemy any breathing space.
The officer gave a military salute, then turned and left, quickly disappearing into the crowd.
The commander walked up to Mugu and said softly: "Thank you."
Mugu was flattered, scratched his head and smiled:
"No, no, no, It’s all what we should do.”
"I haven't thanked you for coming all the way to pick us up."
"It's all as it should be. Have a good rest." The commander said solemnly.
A warm current flowed through Mugu's heart.
With the commander's order, the roar of the warship's engine resounded through the sky, like a giant beast that had been sleeping for a long time being awakened, and it began to slowly leave the port.
The huge body drew a deep ripple in the water, as if the sea was giving way to it.
As the warship left the port, the crowd above the deck burst into cheers.
They waved their hats and scarves and shouted excitedly: "Go home!"
Everywhere is connected to the company.
Zhao Fangxu is sitting in a spacious office, with his desk covered with documents from all over the world.
He was immersed in these documents, his brows furrowed, and his eyes revealed deep exhaustion and helplessness.
Every document was like a heavy stone, weighing on his heart and making him feel suffocated.
His fingers were tapping rapidly on the keyboard, trying to sort out some clues.
However, as the number of files increased, his thoughts became more and more confusing.
Every alien’s problems are different and require him to spend a lot of time and energy to deal with them.
Moreover, due to their special nature, many problems cannot be solved by conventional methods.
Zhao Fangxu felt a headache. He rubbed his temples in an attempt to relieve the pressure.
He knows that as a director of a company, it is not easy to manage these strange people.
They have extraordinary abilities, but they also bring more troubles and challenges.
The most important thing is that this matter also concerns foreign countries.
It’s really a headache!
Zhao Fangxu was immersed in documents when suddenly the phone rang.
He frowned and reached out to pick up the receiver: "Hello?"
"Director Zhao." A deep voice came from the other end of the phone, "The mission is completed."
"Oh?" Zhao Fangxu raised his brows slightly, "There was no problem, right?"
"We encountered a surprise attack when we left the port." The other party answered hesitantly.
Zhao Fangxu's heart sank suddenly: "Are there any casualties?"
"Three people were injured." There was a trace of apology in the other party's voice.
Zhao Fangxu was silent for a moment, and then said softly: "It's not peaceful outside, so be careful."
The other end of the phone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Director Zhao, don't worry."
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Fangxu sat on a chair and looked at the sky outside the window with complex eyes.
It's too unsafe outside now.
Zhao Fangxu stood up, walked to the window of the office, and looked into the distance through the glass.
His heart was filled with complex emotions, including fatigue, helplessness, and a hint of deep worry.
He knew that there was only so much he could do.
The turmoil in the beautiful country has caused a huge chain reaction.
This once prosperous country is now in chaos, with constant disputes among various forces and increasingly intensified social conflicts.
This turmoil not only affects the domestic political situation and economic conditions, but also affects the international community.
Many countries have been affected and impacted to varying degrees.
Zhao Fangxu is well aware of the impact of this turmoil on the world.
Especially in the Ara region, the country of Yiselhunting has now been expelled from the entire Ara region. Nowadays, there are even many people who want to enter the Dragon Kingdom, but they are all rejected. King Zhao One person can be said to have stirred things up in this world!
Zhao Fangxu was immersed in contemplation of the current situation when a knock on the door suddenly interrupted his thoughts.
He turned back, looked through the crack in the office door, and shouted: "Come in."
The door slowly opened, and Huang Boren walked in with a messy chicken coop on his head.
His complexion is rosy and his energy and blood look very good, which is completely different from his previous sickly appearance.
He shouted: "Director Zhao!" There was a bit of excitement and relief in his voice.
Zhao Fangxu looked at Huang Boren's appearance with a strange expression on his face.
He chuckled and said: "Xiao Huang, are you recovered?"
Huang Boren scratched his head, chuckled, and showed a slightly embarrassed smile: "Thanks to you, okay It's almost done."
Zhao Fangxu snorted coldly and sat back in his seat, with a trace of scrutiny in his eyes.
He sorted out the documents on the table, and then asked calmly: "What, what do you want from me?"
Huang Boren seemed a little nervous. He cleared his throat and tried to look calmer: "Isn't this why I came to see you after I got better?"
Zhao Fangxu snorted again, and his eyes changed. He got even sharper: "Are you really a thief? You don't want to face King Zhao so much?"
There was a trace of reproach and dissatisfaction in his words.
Huang Boren had a sad face and looked a little helpless: "Isn't he just sick?"
Zhao Fangxu stared at Huang Boren for a while, and then slowly said: "Are you really sick?"< br>
Huang Boren smiled dryly and did not respond directly to this question.
He knew that his excuse was not sufficient. The illness was naturally unwarranted and everyone knew it.
"Hey, nothing happened."
"Nothing happened, you just happened to be here, I have something to do with you."
(End of this chapter )