Kung Fu plane, a prosperous area of ​​Shanghai.

"Sell newspapers! Sell newspapers! Last night, a destroyer at the military port wharf disappeared mysteriously. The Japanese Navy was angry. The mayor said this was an American conspiracy!."

"Sell newspapers! Sell newspapers! God finally opened his eyes and surrendered to the supreme gods to punish the barbarians!"

"Sell newspapers! Sell newspapers! International Cruise Ship Company determined that it was a pirate and announced that it would be suspended for one week from now on. It is preparing to entrust Hong Kong Agent Robin to investigate and deal with it."

"Sell newspapers! Sell newspapers!"

Early in the morning, the market was upset by a newspaper news. In the public concession, the Chinese slapped the table and shouted to relieve themselves, while the Japanese quarreled in a group. The army took the opportunity to put pressure on the navy. The navy and the army had just had a little ease and became tense again. However, the Americans and the French were having a meeting to study and determine whether this was the Japanese who were making trouble or whether there was a big problem with the warships.

At this time, Cao Hong had already taken his men into the vast sea, and the tools he used were naturally the warship that was now at the forefront of public opinion on the Shanghai Beach.

Hank sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, leaning on the railing with his upper body open his mouth and gnawed off the last piece of meat from the lamb leg in his hand. He then stretched out his big tongue and licked the bone twice. He raised his hand to throw it into the sea. Seeing the broken water splash being thrown back by the water waves of the hull, he curled his lips and said, "The speed is really bad, are there ten knots?"

"What's the solution? The warships of this era are good enough to drive these three melons and two dates. Do you still want speed?" Cao Hong sat on a recliner, holding a newspaper from unknown time in his hand, reading with relish.

"Before you two talk about the speed of nothing, should you explain to me, okay, why go to sea?" Qiao'er emphasized expressionlessly, leaning against a sniper rifle that was one head taller than her.

Cao Hong shrugged, threw away the newspaper, put his hands behind his head, and smiled and said, "This is a very simple logical question. Our task is to help others grab territory, right? Grabbing territory requires a large number of people, right? If you want to attract people, you must have benefits, right?"

"What does this have to do with us going to sea?" Qiaoer frowned.

"Look for money, Miss!" Cao Hong spread his hands and said, "Although we can easily get money in Shanghai, after we get the money, the news will not be held back. If the Japanese are targeted later, it will be inconvenient for us to act. In comparison, there are many insurances when we take action at sea. As long as we are fast enough, they can't even send telegrams!"

Qiao'er still stared at Cao Hong angrily and said nothing.

Cao Hong smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, baby, I admit that I was wrong! We will take you shopping later when we go, and buy all the things you like. OK? This opportunity appeared so coincidental. I would be sorry for ourselves if I didn't take action!"

"Hmph!" Qiao'er's face snorted a little and stopped talking.

Cao Hong pinched his eyebrows and felt a wail in his heart, "Woman!"

A black dot appeared far ahead, and slowly moved forward under the dark sky and among the deep blue waves.

Cao Hong showed a smile on his lips and said lightly: "Catch you!"

He slowly stood up, walked to the base of the bow guardrail, and shouted in a deep voice: "Do it yourself! Rondanini's black dog, after reading it, it will completely burn it and cut off his throat! The Nine Strikes of Boundary Road!"

As Cao Hong stretched out his finger and a little further away, a rope of spiritual power emitting red light appeared instantly. After twisting in the sky like a spirit snake for a few times, it flew straight towards the enemy ship. With a light bang, it had already entangled the enemy ship to death.

Cao Hong shook his hand and threw the other end of the spiritual rope down and tied it to his ship.

After completing the first step, Cao Hong continued to sing without stopping: "The cold nectar, Qian and Liu Qizhen have some obstacles. Ascend to heaven and enter Ziwei. The beauty of the heavens is hidden, venting the sadness of Hanting! The Twenty-One Red Smoke Escape from Boundary! "

He clasped his fists and placed them on his mouth, as if he was holding a huge trumpet in his hands. Cao Hong took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. A huge red smoke screen ejaculated from the heart of the fist.

The sky condenses and does not dissipate when the wind blows. It seems that the top of the dark clouds erodes the entire sea surface. Almost instantly, the visibility of this sea area has been reduced to a terrifying level.

"What's going on?"

"It's not easy to fog!"

"Red smoke? Oh my god, is it a bad omen?"

The Japanese transport ship was in panic, traveling between China and Japan. Navy, who had never seen such strange weather, became at a loss.

The soldiers who believed in Amaterasu's great god instinctively felt scared. They felt that the current situation was very similar to the legend of monsters they heard when they were young. The soldiers' faces were pale and had already lost their usual arrogance. Some timid soldiers even trembled and couldn't help but kneel down on the ground and began to pray.

Seeing the sea surface covered by red smoke, even the cabin began to seep in red smoke. The soldiers who had broken their courage due to unknown phenomena began to follow suit. After a while, all the soldiers had knelt down and began to pray.

Some generals who can still stay awake roared wildly and ordered their subordinates to ask them to make all preparations in case the worst situation occurs.

The captain who often travels to the sea was already a little desperate. When he was a child, he heard from his father that all kinds of mysterious phenomena in the mysterious sea began to emerge from his eyes one by one. But sadly, he could not find a perfect ending.

Cao Hong still refused to give up. The old-fashioned warships also used a lot of manpower. Although they barely drove the warships with dozens of clones under their command. However, if they wanted to exchange fire with the soldiers on the Japanese transport ship head-on, there was absolutely no possibility of victory without paying a big price.

Therefore, Cao Hong chose a simpler way.

Maritime combat has brought limitations to Cao Hong, but on the other hand, it may be a better opportunity.

"The spirit of the dried elephant, the carrying of the dark surface. Short life, extinction, mountain collapse, sea crack, water exhaustion, clouds unfold, wood breaks, wind stops, rain stops! Twenty-eight breaks the way to open the sea blade!" Cao Hong held the knife in both hands and slashed down fiercely.

A huge sword energy extends out from the Zanpakura. The blade of the Zanpakura dozens of centimeters seems to be extended hundreds of times in an instant. The huge blade slashed down hard, and the deep blue sea surface was instantly divided into two.

The scene like Moses in ancient Egypt made Qiaoer stunned. However, the Breaking Road numbered 28 could not have such great power after all. It was able to achieve Cao Hong's goal in a few seconds at a time of zero.

When Cao Hong's spiritual power was exhausted and he collapsed on the deck like a dead dog, the huge crack that was slashed out by the sword energy had already extended to the bottom of the Japanese transport ship.

The sea water suddenly freed up automatically, and Japan, which was directly above the knife energy, suddenly soared in the air. It stagnated in the air and then fell into the crack.

When two-thirds of the hull fell below sea level, the sea surface separated by the knife energy was slapped back. It seemed as if two giants slapped a fly to death, the Japanese transport ship made of steel instantly changed shape.

After spiraling around the sea water for some unknown time, the sea surface where I was sleeping slowly calmed down and gradually became silent to the bottom of the sea little by little.

I don’t know how many Japanese soldiers in the transport ship died, but only saw a large area of ​​blood that had dyed the sea more dark red.

The red smoke at sea level had dissipated, and a clearly changed enclosed escape pod jumped out from under the sea level. With the sound of the air valve, a navy general sat up from it and looked at the calm sea surface, as if nothing had happened.

The only survivor in the entire transport ship was silent!

However, at this time, Cao Hong and others were already on the road to return home with a lot of loads.

"Can you collect it with spiritual power? It's really convenient!" Qiao'er curiously looked at the storage card of the gold and silver treasure transport ship in her hand, and looked up and asked, "But then, my brother's moves just now were really amazing. He killed the soldiers in just a few seconds. But why do you have to leave a living and let me kill him directly?"

"Idiot!" Cao Hong really didn't want to speak now. He casted three large-scale breakthroughs in a row, which had consumed all the spiritual pressure of his three officers. He rolled his eyes and said, "I know that the sniper ability is invincible, but don't you think that a naval general told the officer that it was a shipwreck, which is more in our interests?"

Qiaoer shrugged and said, "Whatever, we have money now! I want to go shopping!"

Hank was bored and held a warhead of unknown type as a dumbbell to refine his muscles there, muttering: "It's so boring! I thought I could do a solid battle. If I had known that you could solve it in just a few seconds, I might as well follow the client and the others to negotiate with the gang!"

Cao Hong was too lazy to argue with them, so he closed his eyes and rested.

"What's the situation with Zhao Huajun?"

"You finally remembered me?" Zhu said with a smile: "Are you going to fly with the beauty and fly across the world of two?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Don't you know that it's important now? Give me a picture!"

"Okay, you're the boss!"

Seeing that Cao Hong didn't talk nonsense to him, Zhu also felt a little bored and said, "This client is somewhat reliable. He asked him to convene a negotiation between the gang bosses in the shantytowns. He really dared to post heroic posts. Isn't this martial arts conference held in the only restaurant under his name?"

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ps: The broken road in the God of Death is completed, and there is only one in front of No. 30. I think the wine glass is not suitable, so I think it's supplementary. There are two chants in this chapter. Good or bad, please give me advice!
Chapter completed!