The explosion of the impact of the primer and the sound of the bullet bursting the air sounded, but it was not Yan Murong who fell.

As the sound of the gun pierced the silence on the sea, the man who had just raised the muzzle of the gun and had no time to pull the trigger suddenly had a smear of blood floating on his head, and his body was knocked to the ground by the huge impact of the bullet, and his body twitched twice, and then he completely stopped moving.

This sudden change made everyone stunned, Yan Murong originally planned to hide in the cabin with the two women at the moment when the other party opened fire, but he didn't expect the little snake to come at this time.

"Bang-"

A blaze erupted on the surface of the sea again, and then another man with a gun fell to the ground.

At this time, everyone came back to their senses, and Yan Murong hurriedly pushed the two women into the cabin, and then quickly chased after the masked man.

The masked man knew that Yan Murong's helper was coming the moment he reacted, and when he heard the gunshot, he quickly ran towards the stern of the boat, and then opened a secret door on the deck and got in. And when Yan Murong arrived, the masked man had already hid in the secret door, and pulled it twice, as if the secret door had been locked by him from below. Suddenly, there was the sound of an engine, and then a jet ski suddenly sprang out of the stern of the boat, rowing in an arc and disappearing into the dark sea.

"Bang bang—"

Two more gunshots, followed by two muffled sounds of bodies falling to the ground.

Of the five men with guns, Yan Murong leveled one of them, and the remaining four were all shot by the little snake who rushed over.

By the time Yan Murong returned from the stern, the little snake, who was also wearing a tight black diving suit, had already climbed onto the yacht, holding a sniper rifle in his hand.

"Why did you come, you almost lost your life here." Yan Murong complained as he walked into the cabin.

Teng Xiangling was fine, but she was a little apprehensive about what happened just now, after all, she had also experienced a lot of such things with Yan Murong. But Su Qingwu can't do it - this eldest lady of the Su family, where has she seen such a battle in the strong woman who calls for wind and rain in the Yanjing business world. She didn't dare to look at the chicken, and when she saw this scene where her head was pierced by bullets and red and white things splashed on the ground, she immediately felt a burst of river and sea in her stomach, and then she threw herself to the side of the boat and vomited at the sea.

"It seems that the ghost is very interested in you, and he actually sent so many people to deal with you alone, and there were only seven people in ambush on the dock, and I finally settled it, and I was almost taken advantage of by them." The little snake casually put the sniper rifle behind his back, threw Yan Murong a charming white eye, and said with a complaining face. After speaking, he took out a small pistol from the side of his thigh, and rewarded each of the heads of the people who fell to the ground with another bullet, and even the one who was fainted by the pain of Yan Murong's knee in the 'human center' part was also shot by the little snake in a coma.

As soon as Su Qingwu, who had just vomited, turned around, he saw the atrocity of the little snake, and immediately turned pale again, and then turned around and ran back to the side of the boat, and spit out in a big gulp.

"Your woman is so fragile, giggle." The little snake put away the pistol, laughed coquettishly, and looked at Teng Xiangling again before saying. "This chick is good."

Yan Murong smacked his lips, looked at the little snake helplessly, and said. "It's not like you're making the scene so bloody - by the way, why don't you shoot that masked guy?"

"I can't hit it." The little snake shook his head. "He doesn't have a weapon in his hand, so the best position I chose was only for the guys with guns in their hands."

Yan Murong sighed helplessly, and didn't say anything more, just felt a little regretful.

His head was about to burst, and he didn't figure out how he got into trouble with this mysterious organization, he wanted to catch it alive and ask, but this group of people were all temperamental, and they would commit suicide at every turn, and he couldn't open his mouth no matter how tortured he was, which also made him very helpless.

"What are you standing in a daze, and you can't come over to help clean up." The little snake glared at Yan Murong, then picked up a corpse on the deck with one hand and threw it directly into the sea, as for whether it would be eaten by all kinds of fish, she would not care-killers, they have always been killed or buried.

"What about the other three staff members?" After cleaning up the corpses on the deck, Yan Murong was a little embarrassed. The two waiters and the captain who drove the boat were all innocent, Yan Murong couldn't go down to the killer, but he didn't want the matter to get out, so he was a little troubled for a while, so he had to ask the little snake for help.

"Just kill them all." The little snake said without hesitation.

"It's not good." Yan Murong was sweating profusely. This woman, she really didn't have her name, she was really poisonous.

However, thinking of the beautiful night that night, Yan Murong was a little proud again, and thought to herself, maybe this woman, among the men in the world, is the only one who can conquer herself, right?

Otherwise, men are cheap, the more things they can't get, the more they want to get them, and after they get them, they will show off all over the world - this is a common problem of men, whether they are poor or rich, whether they are young or old, they only care about whether what they get is the only one. This is inherited from the bones, and you can't change it if you want to.

"Hey, why are you so kind?" The little snake said with a sigh.

"They were innocent." Yan Murong pursed his lips and said. He is not God and cannot save everyone. He also doesn't want to play God to save everyone, but he still can't do it to some innocent people.

"Well, it looks like Lang is going to have to pay me for my medicine again." The little snake sighed helplessly, and turned around and walked into the cockpit.

The yacht was constantly swaying in the sea breeze, and a bright moonlight shone on the deck, but the three people standing on the deck did not say a word - if it were not for the dazzling blood still on the deck, it would be as if nothing had happened just now.

"How are you?" Yan Murong took the initiative to speak, looked at Teng Xiangling and asked.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Teng Xiangling smoothly brushed the hair on his forehead that was blown by the sea breeze behind his ears and said lightly. "You better ask your wife, her face is white."

Yan Murong smiled, and then walked all over the place, patted Su Qingwu, who was still retching on the side of the boat, and asked softly. "Are you better?"

"It's fine." Su Qingwu shook her head and said softly.

"It's okay." Yan Murong nodded, was silent for a while, and then looked at Su Qingwu, who turned his head and had a pale face, and said. "Now you know why I refused, right?"

Su Qingwu was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, staring at Yan Murong tightly for a while, before his red lips opened lightly, and he said with a serious and firm face. "I'm not afraid."