Capítulo 599: 596

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Still occupying the seat, maintaining perfect attendance...

Under the moonlight, the sea waves twinkled.

The air was filled with the salty tang of the sea, along with a strong smell of paint.

Bi Fang reached out to grab the railing on the boat, slowly pulling himself up, the droplets of water on the tips of his hair falling in a chain into the sea, making a faint sound.

The tides continued unabated, everything concealed by the sounds of the waves.

The night and the sound of the tide became the best protectors for the two individuals.

Once on deck, stepping over the long pole at their feet, Bi Fang took off his shirt, wrung it out by the side, put it back on, then headed to the front of the driving gear.

Under the moonlight, one could clearly see that it was a very ordinary old lock.