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Chapter 645

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"Huhu … Huhu … Huhu … Huhu …"

Lao Longtou's city wall could only be seen as a blurry shadow here. The first glimmer of dawn appeared. Watching the sunrise on the sea was undoubtedly beautiful, but at this time, Fatso seemed to be particularly unromantic. No matter how beautiful the surrounding scenery was, he was sleeping soundly. His snores were loud, and there were droplets of water dripping from the corner of his mouth from time to time. Obviously, he was sleeping very sweetly. Perhaps he was still dreaming. The constantly rocking hull was more like a cradle for him.

A wave came over, and the splashing water slapped on his face. Fatso immediately woke up.

"What time is it? What time is it?"

Fatso squinted his eyes and yawned sleepily. Then, he touched his pocket and took out his mobile phone to look at the time. His brain seemed to have not reacted yet. He stretched and climbed to Su Bai's clothes. He took out a cigarette and a lighter. He lit a cigarette and took a puff. Only then did Fatso come back to his senses.

"F * ck, didn't you say that you would come back in five minutes? Now it has been almost five hours."

It was not that Fatso was confused. The reason was that Su Bai said that he would come back in five minutes. Diving was very dangerous for ordinary people, but for a veteran listener, it was difficult to drown even if they wanted to. Therefore, Fatso lay on the bed and took a nap. He did not take it seriously at all.

This nap lasted until the morning.

At this time, Su Bai had not come back yet. Fatso also realized the seriousness of the problem, but he did not yell and jump down in a hurry to look for him. Because if Su Bai encountered any accidents down there, Fatso did not think that he could escape. Moreover, to put it in a more sentimental way, the relationship between Fatso and Su Bai had not reached the point of "life and death".

"Pa!"

A hand grabbed the side of the ship. Then, Su Bai climbed out of the water.

"You scared me, Da Bai. I thought you wouldn't come back." Fatso patted his chest with fear. He did not explain what he had been doing for the past five hours, nor did he explain why he did not go down to the sea to find Su Bai. These things did not need to be explained at all. Everyone understood. But no matter what, it was enough that Su Bai came back safely.

Su Bai, who got on the ship, sat on the deck. He combed his hair with one hand and wiped his dry clothes with the other.

"Come, smoke a cigarette to relax, and then tell me what you did down there for the past five hours."

Fatso handed a cigarette to Su Bai.

Su Bai took the cigarette with his right hand and lit it with the lighter from the fatty's hand with his left.

"There's something strange down there." Su Bai seemed to be a little shocked. After recovering, Su Bai said to Fatso very seriously, "I almost couldn't come back."

"F * ck, so dangerous?" Fatso rolled his eyes and said, "What is down there?"

Hearing that there was danger, Fatso was really happy to fight. The more dangerous the place, the more abundant the harvest. Fatso was like a wolf that smelled blood. He was already a little impatient.

"Let's go back first." Su Bai said, "When we go back to the shore, I will tell you slowly. I am very hungry now."

"Oh, okay." Fatso was a little disappointed, but he did not say anything.

The cruise ship returned to the shore. At this time, the staff in the scenic area had already started to work. The two quickly went ashore and left.

Su Bai sat on the hillside, looking a little tired. He closed his eyes as if he was taking a nap.

Fatso came over with a lot of bread, snacks, and drinks, all of which were placed in front of Su Bai.

"The restaurants nearby are not open, and there are no breakfast shops. I can only buy you something to eat in the supermarket. D * mn, don't you feel angry? I just wanted to go to the toilet, but the toilet doors are closed. They said that it is the off-season, so most of the public toilets in the scenic area are not open to the public."

Su Bai opened a piece of bread and ate it quietly. He ate very slowly, not looking like he was really hungry.

Fatso sat down next to Su Bai and patted Su Bai's shoulder. "Can you tell me what is down there now?"

"A mirror." Su Bai opened a bottle of mineral water. "A very scary mirror."

"…" Fatso said, "Well, you can actually be more detailed."

Su Bai shook his head and pointed to the position of the city wall in front of the hillside.

Fatso looked in the direction of Su Bai's finger. On that section of the city wall, there were three people standing there. Two men and a woman. They were Lin Zhou, Xu Jiacheng, and Ying Yinger.



"You can go now," Lin Zhou said to Ying Yinger very seriously. "If you stay here, I will be distracted."

Ying Yinger smiled and put on Lin Zhou's coat. Then, she nodded and turned to walk down the city wall.

"Your daughter is not bad." Xu Jiacheng took off his sunglasses and said while enjoying the sea breeze, "People often say that a sick child cannot be filial. You look like a ghost, yet she can be so good to you."

"I raised her," Lin Zhou said.

"Hehe," Xu Jiacheng laughed twice and said, "Now, we can start to do serious business."

"Let's go into the sea." Lin Zhou walked to the side of the city wall near the sea and patted the stone here. "You won't drown to death, right?"

"What a joke." Xu Jiacheng said indifferently.

"I am also good at swimming." Lin Zhou took off the coat that Ying Yinger had just put on him and threw it on the ground. "Let's go down from here. You drag me, and I will show you the way. It's not very far."

"Okay."

Xu Jiacheng grabbed Lin Zhou with one hand, and then the two jumped directly from the city wall into the sea.



"The second column has gone."

Seeing that Lin Zhou and Xu Jiacheng had gone into the sea, Fatso suddenly became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. It was as if the treasure that he had set his eyes on was about to be taken away by someone else.

"Cough, cough, cough …" Su Bai coughed. There was some phlegm in his palm. The phlegm was very sticky, like wax oil. At this time, Fatso's back was facing Su Bai and he was looking in the direction of the city wall in the distance. So, he did not notice that Su Bai immediately put his hand on the grass to wipe it.

"Why are you still sitting there?" Fatso finally turned around and looked at Su Bai. "You know, there may be clues about your parents in there. Why did you come here?"

"Let them explore the way first. We will go down in a while." Su Bai put the rest of the bread beside him, stood up, took out a piece of tissue, and wiped his mouth first before wiping his palm.

"How long do we have to wait?" Fatso was a little confused.

"It won't be long. Soon." Su Bai's eyes suddenly looked behind him. There, a man wearing blue jeans and a purple shawl was leaning against a tree, looking at him with a faint smile.

"Long time no see, my Bai." Gongzi Hai pointed at Su Bai with his orchid fingers. His face was full of charm.



A jeep sped along the road at a very fast speed. It was currently the off-season for tourism in Qinhuangdao, and it was early in the morning, so there were not many cars on the road.

In the car, there were two men. One was wearing a military coat and a hat. He was curled up in the seat as if he was taking a nap. The other was wearing a black down jacket and was bald. He was driving the car.

In the beginning, Su Bai, Xun Er, Chu Zhao, and the other four people founded the Assassin Club. In the eyes of the common people, it was a very rebellious and even sensational thing. These two people were one of the founders of the organization. Today, the organization not only developed rapidly in the Beijing-Tianjin-Tang area, but it also had great momentum in the southern and western areas. This organization's doctrines and propaganda slogans made even senior listeners feel a chill down their spine.

This was an organization that was formed to overthrow the terrorist broadcast. It could be called … a religion.

"Tie Zi, wake up. We are almost there." The man in the down jacket who was driving stretched out his leg and pushed the other man.

"Jun Er, why are you driving so fast? I still want to sleep a little longer." Tie Zi sat up straight and stretched out his hand to wipe his snot. He looked like a middle-aged unemployed man who had nothing to do. He didn't have the demeanor of a senior listener.

The jeep stopped in the parking lot in front of Laolongtou Scenic Area. The man in the down jacket got out of the car and opened the trunk. He took out a large package.

"Check the things. We can go in now."

"Is everyone here?"

"They will only be more anxious than us."

"That's true."

The middle-aged man called Tie Zi also got out of the car. He took out a crossbow from his military coat. This crossbow was completely silver. Even in this cold winter, it revealed a cold light that made people feel like they couldn't bear to look at it. Only God knew how many people it had killed.

"Do you want to load it now? This magic tool of yours is good to use, but it takes too much time to wind it. "

"Okay, let's do it first." Tie Zi nodded.

Jun'er took out a square box from his bag and threw it to Tiezi. Tiezi touched the box with his palm and undid the seal. Then, he took out a black crossbow bolt and pulled the string. It took him about ten seconds to finish preparing the bolt.

If Su Bai was standing there and saw this arrow, he would probably immediately think of the scene shown to him in the painting.

The arrow that had pierced his mother's chest was this arrow.

Even the aura exuded from the arrows was exactly the same!

Jun'er, on the other hand, placed the two military knives at his waist and tightened his down jacket a little. He then waved at Tie Zi.

"Now, we can go meet those uninvited friends. Don't let it happen like last time."

"Last time, we happened to enter the story world. The painting was eventually snatched away by that monk or gambler. This time, with both of us here, we can't let those outsiders act presumptuously again."