After a long journey, an ocean-going passenger ship came to rest in a remote and modest western port in Namibia.

With the development of science and technology, few people have taken the time-consuming and labor-intensive means of transportation such as ocean-going passenger ships, and the time spent on the ship is enough for several round-trips or even more trips by plane.

However, for some reason, ocean-going passenger ships are still not completely eliminated, and even for Africa, ocean-going passenger ships are an extremely common means of transportation.

At this time, this slightly dilapidated ocean-going passenger ship was like this, saying that it was a passenger ship, but in fact it was a tool for terrorists to smuggle and sell human beings, and hundreds of people were held in the cabin, most of them women and children, and terrorists armed with automatic weapons could be seen everywhere outside the cabin and on the deck.

Namibia is bordered by the Atlantic Ocean in the west, with a coastline of 1,600 kilometers, and such a long coastline, coupled with a complex environment, has naturally become a smuggling destination in the eyes of terrorists.

Although the Namibian government has taken smuggling crimes in the West Bank with unprecedented intensity, it has not been able to stand up for the emergence of rudimentary ports along some remote and inaccessible coasts.

The ocean-going passenger ship docked, but in a luxurious cabin on the upper deck, there was a different scene, a bald black man dressed as a terrorist knelt on an expensive blanket at the moment, next to two corpses frozen into ice sculptures, including a gun, two terrorists frozen to death in the ice.

The bald man is the mastermind of this smuggling, and he is also one of the leaders of the terrorist organization.

On the comfortable leather sofa, Chen Tao crossed his legs and looked with interest at the man in front of him who didn't dare to make a sound, and the Japanese woman who had just changed into a kimono walked out of the cabin.

The woman is very young, only twenty-three or fourteen years old, her figure is not as petite as that of ordinary Japanese women, about 1.7 meters tall, her face is light, and she wears a blue and white kimono, and has an indescribable sad temperament.

No one would have imagined that a few hours ago, the Japanese woman was still in tattered clothes and scruffy hairstyle, and was imprisoned in a stinking cabin on the ground floor.

Mieko Suzuki, who was stunned by human traffickers while traveling in South America, woke up on this hateful passenger ship of human trafficking.

And no one thought that a few hours later, this weak Japanese woman would have earth-shaking changes, like a devil who came out of hell, and the people he targeted spontaneously combusted and disappeared in a few seconds.

The reinforced hatch half a meter later melted directly in the high temperature, and the woman fought all the way from the bottom of the cabin to the luxurious cabin on the top floor, and when the woman walked into the cabin, Chen Tao, who had short blue hair, was already sitting on the sofa.

"Welcome, Sixth." Chen Tao watched Mieko Suzuki change into the clothes she brought, "It fits perfectly." ”

"Fifth brother, I still don't like your breath." The Japanese woman sat on a single sofa next to her, her short hair, freshly rinsed with water, quickly drying in the light yellow glow.

"Fire and water are incompatible, but on this ocean, it is the world of the fifth brother, and if the fifth brother doesn't come to greet you, it can't be said." Chen Tao shrugged, looking helpless.

Mieko Suzuki didn't speak, just glanced at the bald man kneeling on the floor and snapped her fingers lightly.

In the scream, the bald man's body spontaneously combusted and turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the woman frowning slightly at the ice sculpture, Chen Tao smiled, and also learned from her to snap her fingers, and a column of water rose from the sea, like a big hand pouring into the cabin, grabbing the ice sculpture away, and sinking into the sea.

"Let's go?" Mieko Suzuki's brow furrowed.

"Ready? ...... state you are in," Chen Tao was a little worried.

Mieko Suzuki smiled slightly: "Fifth brother, did the deep sleep make you forget so many things?" ”

Chen Tao raised his hands: "Fifth brother is wrong, it's really your method of refreshing without recuperation is too eye-catching." ”

"It seems that the power of eternal frost also has a time attribute that others can't envy."

Chen Tao compromised, his tone was melancholy and helpless: "Aren't you quite gentle." ”

"Before coming out, the [Imperial Sword] was picking things again, if it weren't for the urging of the eldest brother, I would have to teach that guy a good lesson, and he dared to shout after most of the origin ran away from the Sword Tomb." Mieko Suzuki said angrily.

"What's going on again?" Chen Tao frowned.

This time, Mieko Suzuki was more casual: "Don't worry, fifth brother, you still don't understand, big brother?" If you don't want to suffer, the eldest brother can suffer casually? I guess it's going to be that guy who is even angrier right now. ”

Chen Tao nodded in agreement, he still knows and has confidence in his eldest brother's style.

He turned his head and asked the woman in the kimono like a picture, "Go straight to the depths of the nanob?" ”

Mieko Suzuki shook her head, looking through the open hatch to the blue ocean outside: "Let's meet this Lord of Fire first, I hope you don't disappoint me." ”

An earth-shattering explosion resounded through the hidden harbor, and the large passenger ship that had just been berthed exploded, and blazing fire and thick black smoke rose into the sky.

Before the terrorists on the shore could react, a line of fire stretched out from the port, and a huge area and hundreds of terrorists were instantly caught in a sea of scorching fire.

By the time Namibia's navy arrived, the port was in ruins, except for the ship's wreckage, charred corpses.

Terrorists, none of them survived.

Elongo district, Nabbis tribe.

Catherine, who had been reprimanded, followed Ben Nea in the direction of home honestly, and the big stupid lion Dawen wagked his tail and trotted, and at one moment he went up to the front to be the pioneer, and the other he went around to the back to rub Catherine's legs.

was already upset, making this big guy mess up again, Catherine was in a bad mood, and raised her hand to slap the stupid lion, but the ridiculous Dawen thought that the owner was playing with it, and jumped away from the butt to Catherine, fiddling in a mocking posture.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Sick of it! Dawen, you're mad at me! Catherine grabbed her hair with both hands, furious.

Ban Niya looked back at her daughter and said lightly: "Don't complain to me, no matter how annoying you are, I will be locked up, even if your grandfather comes back to intercede for you, it will not be good." ”

Hearing this, Catherine's head suddenly drooped, just like the reprimanded Dawen.

Following her mother and reluctantly walking home, Catherine thought about whether to intercede with her grandfather, since her mother had spoken, her grandfather was probably powerless to help her.

In this family, mother's voice has always been the greatest.

It's all to blame on her grandfather, who spoiled her mother as a hostess who said nothing, Catherine sighed in her heart, forgetting that her mother had always spoiled her like this.

Home appeared in the field of vision, attracting Catherine's attention, there were eight or nine black off-road cars parked at the door, and there were two burly men in black standing at the door, with black super, looking cold.

Bannya apparently noticed the anomaly, and had to hand the reins of the horse to his men, and walked briskly, when Catherine greeted her and immediately followed.

The black-clothed people in the courtyard were about five or six times the number of people standing at the door, standing quietly and scattered, no matter how professional the vigilance action was, the door of the hall was open, and the two black-clothed men at the door were the most majestic and burly.

To the uninvited guests, Dawen took the lead in showing the demeanor of the host, grinning at the group of people in black, and roaring in a low voice, as if to let these statue-like guys get out.

These men in black are indeed like statues, no matter how provoked by the lion Dawen, they don't move like a bell, and no one even looks at them.

Perhaps because she was afraid that her daughter would be afraid, Ban Niya held her daughter's hand, and the two walked into the hall, the light weakened, and the beautiful girl who was used to the light environment was a little surprised to see the scene in the hall.

Yichen was wearing a high-end black suit that was different from the man in black, and he was bending down to pout his ass to look at the yellow lotus platform with a lot of sand, and the direction of his butt happened to be facing the door.

Hearing the owner of the pair of black silk long legs next to him cough softly, Yichen realized something and immediately straightened up, but it was still a step too late, and when he saw the mother and daughter standing at the door looking at him with strange eyes, he was embarrassed and unconsciously hung up on the face that was not stable enough.

On the circular sofa in the hall, after the host and guests were seated, Yichen, who was an uninvited guest, was the first to speak.

Perhaps to hide the embarrassment just now, Yichen tried his best to make his smile look harmless: "I'm sorry I didn't let your family inform you, I didn't want to disturb you, so I kept waiting." ”

Ban Niya, who is proficient in human affairs, knew through the lineup outside that Yichen was not simple, and she did not put on the hostess's shelf, nor did she show too much dissatisfaction.

However, Catherine, who is lively by nature, is different, muttering in a low voice: "It's hypocritical to bother and say you don't want to." ”

Although the voice was small, it was enough for everyone to hear clearly in the quiet hall, and for a while, Yichen was even more embarrassed.

Song Ya, the chief secretary of the "Protect for Eternity", came out at the right time to help Yichen, the company's little president, out of the siege, and the mature woman handed a document to Ban Niya through the marble tabletop: "This is a letter of introduction." ”

Catherine raised an eyebrow interestingly: "Zoning or districting?" ”

Song Ya smiled slightly at this straightforward and straightforward girl: "No, Miss Nabbis is the head of the Namib district, and Mr. Nabbis is the head of the Erongo district, if the introducer is from these two places, it will be difficult for me to take it out." ”

Catherine pursed her red lips: "Inquire carefully enough." ”

Ban Niya glared at her daughter, asked her to speak less, and then opened the document solemnly, since the other party knew that her identity with her father could be so indifferent, it was obvious that she was prepared, and it would not be easy to think of this letter of introduction.

No longer paying attention to the mature and stable woman, Catherine's attention fell on Yichen, who was about the same age as herself, dressed in a black suit, and she was quite handsome, but that face and the expression that was difficult to get serious were difficult to bring people into the sense of déjà vu of a domineering president.

"Hey, isn't it appropriate to stare at me like that?" Yichen put the back of his hand to his mouth.

Catherine was visibly interested in this gesture of whispering, and learned, "Who are you?" What are you doing? ”

"Heaven must not be divulged."

"What?"

"Heaven must not be divulged."

"What the hell? What is the dew? ”