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Chapter 145: Chapter 132 The Shadow of Noah Organization
The dark sea was as black as ink, calm without a ripple.
The hull gently rose and fell with the tide, rocking softly.
Inside the cockpit, three people confronted each other, the atmosphere tense and suffocating.
A-Wu stared at the strange man who had suddenly appeared on the ship in the middle of the night and spoke:
"Judging by your accent, you must be a local from Yong’an Island?"
The young man, upon hearing this, showed no change in his expression, still busily drying his clothes.
This uninvited guest was none other than Fang Cheng, who two hours earlier, had been overlooking the ocean from the cliff.
In order to figure out the final whereabouts of those monsters, Fang Cheng descended from the Cape to the beach shore.
Planning to stay on the shore, to conduct some experiments.
It would be best to capture a lone monster to test its level of strength, so as to be prepared.
But unexpectedly, he encountered this drifting fishing boat making suspicious maneuvers, and came across "Hunters" with the same target.
And he had seen the whole scene of the two men and the monster fighting.
Seeing Fang Cheng remaining silent, A-Wu then said:
"Sorry, if this ship’s owner had cooperated honestly, we really didn’t want to kill anyone..."
He seemed to mistake Fang Cheng for a local islander who had followed them and thus offered an explanation.
However, even though it was an apology, the tone carried a feeling of indifference to life, as if it was the norm.
Fang Cheng shook his head and replied in an equally flat tone:
"I have no relation to the original owner of this vessel."
The initial negotiation between the two parties seemed amicable, significantly dispelling the tension in the air.
But the next sentence tightened the atmosphere once again to its breaking point.
"I only want to know, why are you capturing it?"
As Fang Cheng spoke, he pointed towards the half-human, half-fish creature lying on the deck.
Upon hearing this, the faces of the two men slightly changed.
"Kid, are you looking for death?"
The ship captain couldn’t hold back any longer, immediately raising the anesthetic gun towards Fang Cheng.
A-Wu also stared at Fang Cheng icily, saying in a deep voice:
"There are some things you’d be wise not to meddle in, otherwise, I wouldn’t mind adding another corpse to this boat."
Fang Cheng put down the clothing and stood up, his gaze piercing like a Dagger.
"The thing I hate the most is being pointed at with a gun..."
Before he had finished speaking, his figure subtly shifted, and without warning, he attacked.
The ship captain was stunned for a moment, feeling as if his adversary had vanished on the spot.
Whoosh!
At the same time, a gust of wind suddenly whipped through the cramped cabin.
Before his mind could register the change, a shadow of a leg, like black lightning, struck towards his temple.
"Be careful!"
A-Wu, standing beside him, reacted much faster, immediately striking out and shoving the ship captain forcefully.
As the ship captain’s body toppled backwards, his index finger hastily pulled the trigger in panic.
Whiz, a bullet carrying an anesthetic dart suddenly shot out, embedding itself in the ceiling of the cabin.
Following that, his face contorted, mouth gaping as he let out a blood-curdling scream.
"Aaah——————"
This ferocious Whip Kick, which started from two meters away and hit its target, happened in just 0.1 seconds.
Far surpassing the average human reaction speed of 0.3 seconds.
Even though A-Wu had timely provided assistance, allowing him to avoid a fatal headshot,
The leg technique was too fast, and Strength too substantial.
The arm that the ship captain used to hold the gun was still weakly broken by the force, as he collapsed to the ground, howling in pain.
At this moment, A-Wu couldn’t care about his suffering companion.
Because after Fang Cheng successfully performed that Whip Kick, his onslaught did not diminish but intensified!
With the sound of whistling wind, the Kick swiftly changed into a sweep, like a heavy ax chopping towards his neck.
The intervals between the two consecutive attacks felt seamless.
Moreover, against all reason, the speed was actually faster!
A-Wu was shocked, but he was not an ordinary common man either.
With his neural reaction speed, he could fully capture the high-speed attacks that appeared as afterimages to normal eyes.
His pupils dilated slightly, focusing intently on the increasingly clear black leg shadow in his field of view.
His entire demeanor underwent a bizarre change, his eyes as if igniting flames.
His hands raised simultaneously, and shockingly glowed red, as if they were steel continuously smelted in a furnace.
Until a loud "boom", flames blazed, the bright red light not only covering his palms but even the sleeves being ignited by the sparks.
Both arms were transformed into immensely high-temperature flame fists, forming fists of fire.
Faced with such a rare formidable enemy, it was natural to unleash full power without reservation in a confrontation.
A-Wu did not bend his arms to block defensively but rather shifted from defense to offense, launching both fists and catching the sweeping leg.
If his grab was firm, he was confident he could instantly turn that recklessly violent leg into roasted meat, turned to char.
However.
In less than a hundredth of a second.
In his excited gaze, just as the fists of flame were about to fiercely hit their target.
The leg twisted at an unimaginable angle, bending like a rubber whip in the air, evading his hands and striking his jaw from another direction.
A-Wu’s pupils constricted sharply, caught off guard, all he could do was to lean back as far as possible to mitigate the impact of the leg strike.
But then, something even more shocking occurred.
