Ten days later.

On the endless ocean, a steamship is moving at full speed.

The towering chimneys of this massive steel structure emitted black smoke that left a long ink trail in the sky.

Woo!

The whistle sounded through the sky, and the speed of the ship gradually slowed down, and the snow-white spray of the ship as it rode the wind and waves slowly became smaller.

"Huh? Slowed down? ”

On the deck, Thorn Thorn leaned leisurely on the railing and looked at the unfathomable sea where the water met in the sky, and it was strange to find that the speed of the giant ship under him was gradually slowing down.

There were several young Xia clan waiters and maids behind the thorns, and when one of them heard this, he immediately bowed slightly and said:

"Yes, Lord Jing. NEXCOM is almost here, and this is the offshore of NEXCOM. There is a lot of reef turbulence in this area, so it is time to slow down and be cautious. ”

The voice was crisp and tactful, with a little softness, Thorn Thorn looked back, and unsurprisingly saw that the one who spoke earlier was the best among the maids, he nodded and replied:

"I see."

Seeing that this young incredible warlock continued to cast his gaze on the endless sea without care, the young maid with slender legs and a charming melon seed face couldn't help but feel a little deflated.

She was the maîtress of the Han embassy, and she was usually well-informed and experienced in receiving nobles, so she knew more about warlocks than ordinary people.

The youngest warlock she had ever seen before was at least eighteen or nineteen years old, and this young man named Thorn had become a warlock at the age of fifteen, which was really unheard of.

Moreover, Ambassador Han Li Chai, two counselors, and three warlocks all have a lot of respect for this young man, and the information revealed in this is thought-provoking.

The woman heard that this young man was from Jinmen Port, and he was at the age when she first knew Mu Shaoai, so she deliberately dressed up and lingered in front of this young man to give more hints, but she didn't expect that this young warlock had no reaction, and she was very helpless in her heart.

"I don't need you here, let's go down."

Thorn watched the large flock of seagulls flying in the air dexterously on the sea in front of him, and knew the thoughts of the woman behind him, so he didn't say much, just commanded lightly.

"Yes."

No matter what the attendants had in their hearts, the young nobleman gave the order, and they could only retreat.

Since ten days ago, he killed the patrol officer, and then killed Sun Changsheng, cast a spell to confuse the city defense battalion Qianzong Wuzhao, and then went to avenge his parents, he boarded the ship arranged by the Xinhan Embassy to cross the Xinhan, and obviously felt that Han Liye and the others had a far more attitude towards him than before, and even specially arranged a group of attendants to listen to him at any time.

As a first-order warlock, he did such a great thing in Jinmen Port with the power of one person, and his martial arts were indispensable, and he was really a masterpiece.

It is a matter of course to enjoy these natures.

"That's what power tastes like, it's good."

Thorn smiled and muttered to himself.

As the footsteps of the attendants faded away, he looked up at the other side of the deck, where a man in a Western-style coat stood far away, looking hesitant to step forward but not daring.

Thorn didn't have time to wait for someone to muster up his courage, so he raised his hand and waved at the man, motioning for him to come.

Seeing this, the man hurriedly trotted over, stood still in front of the thorns, and bowed with his palms folded to make the ancient rites of Zhuxia:

"Villain Zhang Zheng, meet Lord Jing! Thank you Lord Jing for not killing in the first place. ”

"Excuse me, get up."

Hearing this, the middle-aged Xia clan man with a scar on his face and a hideous appearance slowly straightened up, looked up at the young nobleman in front of him, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

The key is that his eyes are calm and deep, and his posture is calm and calm, which makes him immediately think of the great noble official he once saw from afar.

No, the momentum of those officials and nobles stems from the official positions and rules of the imperial court, and they are quite suspected of pretending to be pretentious, but this young man is not pretentious, but he stands naturally, but he has a moving majesty.

"Is this the warlock who has returned the power to himself?"

The former great chong secret agent muttered to himself in his heart, and for a moment he folded in this youthful aura, his lips moved slightly but he couldn't speak.

Thorn glanced at this person, and knew what this person meant, so he reassured him indifferently:

"Since I didn't kill you that day, I won't embarrass you in the future."

Hearing this, Zhang Ru was pardoned, let out a long breath, nodded and said gratefully:

"Lord Xie, Lord Xie."

"But I'm a little curious about you, Da Chong won't let you spies go, it was going to throw away your tools when they run out."

"You can realize this, after I slaughtered the Red Mansion that night, you fled to the Xinhan Embassy as soon as possible, which really impressed me."

Jing Zijian thought of what Li Changsheng had mentioned to him earlier, and turned his head to the scar-faced middle-aged man and asked:

"When did you first know all this?"

Zhang Zheng had just been comforted by the thorns, and his heart was very relaxed, and after hearing this, he hurriedly said:

"Back to my lord, the villain used to be an errand boy in the army just as a small captain, and later arranged to be a secret agent, dealing with those ruffians, and gradually his brain became bright, and he gradually noticed a lot of things that he didn't find in his daily life."

Thorn was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at this person for the first time, and asked thoughtfully:

"For example?"

"Back to my lord, since the villain became a secret agent, I have a lot of dealings with those gangsters every day. They are really inferior, but there is still some difference from the lowest gangster to the leader. ”

Zhang Zheng's eyes condensed slightly, and he explained one by one according to the contents in his memory:

"The youngest gangsters often like to talk about brotherly righteousness, and this kind of person often does not live long; And those gangster leaders like to say to their younger brothers that we are brothers, and on the grounds of righteousness, they half-order and half-encourage the former to risk their lives. ”

"Poof......

Thorn Thorn had already understood this when he heard this, and laughed:

"Then when the young gangsters under him are almost dead, and those who are lucky enough to survive and become old gangsters, they will be slippery, and when they become the leaders, they will start to encourage the younger brother to die on the grounds of righteousness?"

"My lord, that's it."

Zhang Zheng was convinced.

"Interesting, interesting, it is indeed rare that you can think about the attitude of the government towards you from those phenomena."

Thorn, who had finally stopped laughing, nodded to the man:

"Go down, don't forget that your life was saved by Xinhan from Da Chong."

"Yes, Xinhan is very kind, and the villain does not dare or forget."

Saying this, the former Great Chong Secret Agent saluted again, and then hunched his back and slowly left.

Seeing the back of this person leaving, Jing Zijian thought of the respectful attitude of the Xinhan attendants on the ship in the past few days, and sighed:

"This is the little man."

"Even if I recover the memory of my previous life, if I didn't have the help of this system, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago."

Thinking of this, he looked up at Zhang Zheng's back in the distance.

"I can come up with these things from the gangster's, this person is also a bit wise, and Zhang Yuanqing of the patrol police station, I heard Counselor Li say that the person is not good-looking, but it can be inferred from the limited information of the patrol police station that the Red Turban Gang is a secret agent of the government, which is really rare."

"Da Dachong, how many such talents have been buried?"

Thinking of this, Thorn sighed slightly.

At this moment, black smoke billowed from the chimney of the steamship assistant, and the hull of the ship emitted a "whine" whistle.

The sea surface is the same as the water and the sky, the smoke and waves are vast, and the thorns and thorns look forward, and faintly see the land looming in the distance.

"The new Han of the Xia nation has arrived."

He smiled slightly, and for the first time his heart relaxed.