The thieves climbed the rope to the deck of the "Koi", and if you count carefully, there are more than forty.

Although the clothes on these water thieves are different, they are all the same fierce and vicious, and the blades in their hands are shining cold, as if waiting to harvest the lives of the innocents on this ship.

Because of the sea of qi, the cultivators, except for Xiao He and a few of them, were all knocked down by this strange mist early, and the rest of the ordinary people hid in their respective guest rooms and resigned themselves to their fate.

"Yo, there are a few people over there who aren't afraid of death... Brothers, give it to me, kill them..." shouted one of the thugs with a red turban.

After saying that, the group of water thieves picked up the guy in their hands and was about to spray forward.

"Damn, you idiots! we're here to rob, not desperate..."

A rough voice came from mid-air, Xiao He's expression tightened, this voice was very penetrating, obviously coming from the thief ship opposite, it seemed that he was still a martial saint-level powerhouse.

"Yes, yes... Stop me, didn't you hear what the Black Shark boss said, don't worry about those cultivators, they have long lost their skills, if they insist on looking for death, give them a happy ..."

The heads of this group of water thieves were obviously a little unbright, and it took them a long time to react and run in the direction of the guest room one by one.

"Brother Zhu, we can't watch innocent people suffer, it's better to fight with them..."

Xie Yao was furious and was about to rush up, but was pulled back by Xiao He.

"Senior Xie, now that your qi sea is locked, it is equivalent to losing your strength, and if you go up, you are looking for death..."

Zhu Qianlong sighed, "Xiao He, this kid is right, not only you, but even the old man has been tricked, so many water thieves, you can't deal with it..."

"Are we cultivators in vain, and we can't even protect ordinary people?" Xie Yao said hatefully, slamming his fist on the pillar.

"Didn't you hear the boss called Black Shark, they don't want human lives, I guess those people will be fine... At least there is no fear for your life..."Ah Zi said slowly, a trace of imperceptible doubt appeared in his eyes.

After a quarter or so, the thieves came out of the guest room, lined up the rest of the people, and escorted them to the deck.

Judging by the clothes on their bodies, there were rich men and those who sold coolies on ships. But at this time, their lives are in the hands of others, and they must have one thought in their hearts: I don't want to die.

Dozens of blades glowing with cold light surrounded the group, like wolves staring at fat lambs.

"I don't want to die... Spare me... Guys, I have money, I have money... You take it, you take it all... I beg you, spare me..."

There was a man in rich clothes who finally couldn't stand this oppressive atmosphere, and fell to his knees, a foul-smelling liquid dripping from the crotch of his pants, and at the same time desperately took out the silver ticket from his bosom and scattered it on the ground.

The red turban stepped on a few silver tickets, picked it up, and took a closer look.

"Hey, it's not a small amount, it's a full 100,000 taels of silver... Gee... It's a pity that we don't accept cash tickets... Do you have any cash on you?"

The man in the Chinese costume was stunned for a moment, then knelt down and climbed to the foot of the red turban, and sneered:

"Your Excellency... These silver tickets are all my money, and I was going to go to the Southern Barbarian Kingdom to buy some special medicines, and then take them to the North to sell... This time I left in a hurry, and there really wasn't any extra silver taels..."

"Fuck you... Don't be so close to me..."

The red bandana covered his nose and kicked the man in the fancy costume to the side.

"Again, we don't collect cash tickets, if you have cash, take it out quickly!"

The man in the fancy dress was kicked by the red turban, and his chest was stuffy, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"These broken papers, for us, wipe the butt is too panicked, brothers say, isn't it?" the red turban grinned.

"Cash!"

"Cash!"

... ...

The water thieves began to shout, and many of them had already taken gold and silver from their bosoms and threw them on the deck.

"You all listen, this is the realm of the black shark, and he is the emperor here! Let you hand over the silver, and you will be obedient, and if you don't have the silver in your hand, go back and get it quickly! A quarter of an hour, only give you a quarter of an hour, at least five hundred taels for one person, not even one!"

The red turban gave an ultimatum, then gave his brothers a look, and the wolves dodged a hole, and a group of lambs, who had fallen into madness, went to fetch the silver taels that could buy their lives.

"Big brother, we found out that this man was about to escape, so we arrested him... In addition, there is a large box in the small boat he escaped from..."

Two big men walked over with a middle-aged man, and several others joined forces to carry a wooden box.

The red turban looked at the man, and suddenly showed joy:

"Look at this person's outfit, it's the captain of this ship, haha... Are you trying to escape?"

The middle-aged man was so frightened that he trembled, "My lord, I... I'll give you all this money, and please spare the villain's life..."

The red bandana nodded:

"The Koi is always loaded with hoarded belongings, and this time is no exception, it seems that you have done us a great favor and don't have to let the brothers bother to find it... Hurry up and open the box!"

The big men got the order, picked the lock on the box, and opened it.

The golden flash seemed to instantly blind the eyes of several water thieves, causing them to fall into madness.

"It's gold, good boys, a whole big box of gold..."

"There's a jewel in the gold, big brother..."

As soon as the red turban was reminded, he hurriedly picked up a bead the size of an egg, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it, and his mouth was almost smiling:

"This jewel is a high-grade South China Sea pearl, one can be worth 10,000 taels of silver, but this time I made it, haha..."

The middle-aged man smiled when he saw the red turban, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his fate had been saved.

At this moment, the red turban pulled out his knife and slashed back at random, and a wave of blood spurted out.

The middle-aged man's chest was bleeding profusely, and he staggered to the edge of the boat, rolled his eyes, and died.

The body lost its center of gravity, fell from the "Koi" and was swept into the river.

"The Black Shark Boss hates the captain who only cares about his own life and death... I'm so cheap for you to let you go on the road so simply..."

The red turban licked the bright red of the tip of the knife and smiled eerily.

Ah Zi saw this scene in his eyes, but suddenly applauded:

"I didn't expect that your Black Shark boss still talked about some righteousness, which is much better than those sanctimonious hypocrites..."

"Huh, was you talking just now? Are you so bold to talk about our boss?"

The red turban shook off the blood stains on the knife, and a pair of cruel eyes stared directly at Ah Zi.