This time, he returned to the side of the giant ship with a familiar way, and unlike last time, the waterproof high-power flashlight on the whale's head clearly presented the scene of the ship in front of him in front of his eyes, and he really saw the color, Masaki was stunned for a while, the huge steamer was not the golden light as imagined, on the contrary, it was covered with thick sediment, and the algae was also growing luxuriantly everywhere in the hull, from time to time there were various fish swimming in and out of the broken glass in the boat, life and death coexisted at the moment, the whole ship had a strange feeling, and what was even more surprising was that Masaki passed through the whale's sight, It was obvious to see more than a dozen dead skeletons on the side of the ship above the huge ship, their clothes had already been tattered, hanging on their bodies, fluttering with the sea. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Masaki thought about it, and manipulated the whale to the top of the giant ship, and in his eyes, there was a trace of red light around his body, and the thickness of a few fingers wrapped around him, but it was Masaki who used Susanohu and narrowed its range to the size of his body, so that the consumption of mental power was the least.

In the next second, Masaki's spirit moved slightly, the whale's big mouth opened, and the sea water poured into it, and Masaki also took advantage of this opportunity to hold an oxygen cylinder and pierce the sea water outside the whale.

The huge pressure is coming, and the oxygen iron tank exposed to the bottom of the sea is even slightly deformed, under the sea surface at a depth of 100 meters, the pressure that is enough to flatten people is everywhere, which is also the reason why Masaki uses Susa, and Susa can not live up to his trust, the red light flashed slightly, it is worthy of being the strongest defense, and the slightest pressure on Masaki in it can not be felt, outside a layer of red light, the two worlds are general.

Masaki slowly landed on the deck, a trail of dust floating in the sea under his feet, and a whale above his head remained silently in place.

A huge ship, a hovering whale, and a man glowing red make up a strange picture in the deep sea.

A trace of golden light attracted the attention of Masaki, he slowly squatted down, casually pulled away a skeleton next to his feet, it was not that he disrespected the dead, but seeing the Japanese clothes on this corpse, Masaki was really disgusted in his heart, under the skeleton, a fist-sized gold ingots flashed in the dirt and entered Masaki's eyes, gently picked up the gold nuggets, Masaji's eyes lit up slightly, at the bottom of the gold nuggets, "Daqing Supervisor" four traditional Chinese characters came into his eyes, sure enough, it was this ship.

Just about to leave, just step, suddenly felt that his feet seemed to be entangled in something, he lowered his body, brushed away the dirt, only to find that it was a string of crystal clear and faint light of emerald green like the size of a thumb pendant, silver chain hung on his feet, untied, Zhengji put the necklace in his hand, carefully observed, this green pendant, green deep city, green like water.

Suddenly a feeling of sleepiness came, Masaki's heart was slightly cold, this is a sign of excessive use of mental power, he casually put the gold ingot and pendant into his pocket, looked at the giant ship behind him, his heart moved, the whale came down violently, his mouth was closed, and Masaki had disappeared in place.

On the boat, Masaki lay on his back on the deck, his dark pupils looked at the golden ingots shining in the sun, and his ears were the chirping of whales and the occasional cooing of pigeons after the control was lifted, if it weren't for the feeling of the heavy gold in his hand, Masaki would even think that this was an unrealistic dream, he looked at the gold in his hand, laughed stupidly, laughed and laughed, and actually fell asleep like this, the use of mental power and the surprise of ups and downs made him too tired.

At this time, in the hospital where Fan Cheng was on the other side, there were a few uninvited guests.

Five men in black suits walked straight towards Fan Cheng's father, who was guarding the intensive care room, with unsmiling faces.

"Are you Fan Jianguo, Fan Cheng's father?" Several men surrounded him with great momentum, looking at Fan Jian's Chinese tone was not friendly.

"It's me, who are you?" Fan Jianguo looked at a few people with some confusion, judging from their clothes, these people didn't seem to be ordinary people, and they always felt a little restrained.

"Our boss has something to talk about with you, it's in the teahouse at the entrance of the hospital, please enjoy the light and come with us", one of them seemed to be the leader, and said directly.

"Your boss, I don't know any boss, what is there to talk about?" Fan Jianguo glanced at a few people with some vigilance, recalled the people he knew in his mind, and said hesitantly.

"It's about your son, if you don't come, don't regret it," a man looked impatient, glancing at Fan Cheng, who was still unconscious wearing an oxygen mask in the ICU.

"About Cheng'er?" Fan Jianguo was slightly stunned when he heard this, he was most concerned about his son's affairs now, and when he heard the other party say this, he couldn't help but be a little suspicious, did these people know something? He was a little moved.

"Have you decided? Our boss has limited time, so if you don't go, forget it," the other party was well versed in the truth of lust and indulgence, and pretended to leave.

"Wait, my daughter-in-law has gone to dinner, I have to wait for her to come back and talk to her", Fan Jianguo hurriedly called out to the other party and said.

"Don't be so troublesome, our boss doesn't have time to say more to you, a few minutes' business, hurry up if you want to leave", the man in black turned around directly, and was about to leave towards the door, the black suit, the neat and uniform movements, quite attention-grabbing.

Fan Jianguo glanced at his unconscious son, a trace of shame and firmness flashed in his eyes, and he quickly followed.

In the quaint teahouse, there was a man in Tang costume, his hair was meticulously combed into a big back, wearing a pair of gold-wire glasses, looking polite, but the expression on his face was quite inconsistent with his dress, and the shallow scar at the corner of his eye destroyed the feeling of the whole person, making people feel that there was a hint of fierceness in the quiet, giving people a sense of several contradictions.

Suddenly, the man's gaze changed slightly, and he looked at the few people who walked in the direction of the door.

"Boss, we've invited you," one of the men in black said respectfully.

"Well, okay, you guys go and wait outside, I have something to say with Mr. Fan", the man in Tang costume nodded, waved his hand and said.

"Yes", after several people agreed, they respectfully withdrew.

Fan Jianguo looked at the environment of this teahouse, with luxury in the quiet, luxurious but unconventional, the people who can consume in this kind of place should not be ordinary people, plus the attitude of the men in black just now towards the men in the seats, it made Fan Jianguo feel a little more apprehensive and curious, he looked at the man carefully, and found that even if he racked his brains, he did not remember to know such a person in his memory.

"Are you?" Fan Jianguo couldn't think of it, so he had to ask first.

"It doesn't matter who I am, Mr. Fan, please sit down, you're welcome, drink tea", the manly waved his hand calmly, and his speech was even more frustrating, with an unquestionable tone, he invisibly mastered the rhythm and initiative of the conversation, and it can be seen that he should usually be a high-ranking person.

"This is my business card", after Fan Jianguo sat opposite the man, the other party handed over a business card thinking about Phnom Penh, on which the six big words "President of Yuanfeng Group" appeared very conspicuously in his eyes.

"Yuanfeng Group", Fan Jianguo silently read these words, suddenly looked slightly stunned, and a message appeared in his mind, Yuanfeng Group, isn't this the name of the largest construction company in Xincheng? Speaking of this group, almost everyone in Xincheng knows that the shadow of Yuanfeng Group can be seen in almost all fields of municipal construction, housing construction, and almost all fields related to construction, which can be said to be a behemoth that belongs to Xincheng, and as the president of the company, it is almost impossible to have an intersection with himself, and now the other party is looking for himself, what is it for?

"I wonder what clues Mr. Wang can provide me?" Fan Jianguo put away his business card and asked directly, no matter what the identity of the other party was, what he was most concerned about now was his son's affairs.

"It's not a clue or anything, this time, I'm mainly a lobbyist, and Mr. Fan can also treat me as a peacemaker", Wang Junwu shook his head and looked directly into Fan Jianguo's eyes and said.

Fan Jianguo was slightly stunned after hearing this, and looked at the other party puzzled.

"This time, I came on behalf of the person who accidentally injured your son, we are sorry for the injury of your son, but fortunately, your son's life is not in danger, we are also very pleased with this, Mr. Fan, I came this time to hope that Mr. Fan can calm things down, and peace is precious, of course, the corresponding compensation, we will also make Mr. Fan satisfied,", Wang Junwu finished speaking, took out a bank card from his arms, and pushed it over from the table.

"There are 300,000 yuan here, which should be enough to pay for your son's medical expenses and compensation," Wang Junwu said seriously as he looked at Fan Jianguo.

Fan Jianguo looked at the bank card on the table, and suddenly the whole person was like a demon, and laughed sneeringly, the louder he laughed, and in Wang Junwu's puzzled gaze, he twisted the bank card and gently rubbed the lines on it.

"300,000 yuan, that's a lot, I probably don't earn so much money in my life, my son's life is really valuable! I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it to be as much as my son gave me back with his life, should I thank you? Mr. Wang?" Fan Jianguo smiled, bit by bit, the smile on his face gradually converged, and his face became more and more cold.

"Mr. Fan is too little, that 600,000 yuan!" Wang Junwu saw Fan Jianguo's expression, and he could see that the other party was afraid that he would not be satisfied, and he continued to increase his chips without thinking about it.