Bab 1981: Father and Son

Zhao Lie, Zhao Chong, and another six tough bandits stuck their guns at Gu Zhengyang, Han Te, and Liu Li while they all crawled onto the deck.

There was nothing but silence outside. The deck was covered in some unsubstantial dark mist, as if the boat had sailed into a world of phantoms.

Although they were all seasoned bandits from the Bloody Worlds, they could not help but sweat hard, and their teeth were clattering beyond control.

"What's going on? Where is everybody?"

"Why are the roars dying down? Isn't the Black Water Gang supposed to be attacking furiously from the front?"

"Ma Ku and Fei Zhong, where are you?"

Everybody stepped onto the deck fearfully. They only felt that the stars in the sky and the rays from their crystal suits were all absorbed by the mist. The objects only three meters away were already hazy and blurred. There was no telling where the deck ended at all.