EBE Chapter 536 Murderous Intent
Chapter 536 Murderous Intent
Even someone like Gao Yuan, who is an expert in martial arts, had to use some strength to send a message across the river. The white mask didn't seem to be exerting any strength, but the light words were like a gust of cold wind that could reach everyone's ears.
The sword cut his neck, and the whistling river wind blew past, making him feel cold and painful, but Feng Ming didn't feel much. He wanted to come up with a countermeasure, but he had no idea.
The same was true for everyone on the boat.
Gao Yuan had no choice but to take the leather bag from the skinny monkey and hold it in his right hand with one arm.
"Wait, wait... don't throw it yet." Gao Yuan was about to use his strength, but Feng Ming suddenly shouted to stop him, and then turned his head to the white mask, "At least untie my hands first, which is also a sign of sincerity. If I die, the court will definitely investigate."
The white mask didn't listen, and increased the force on his hand, leaving a second bloody wound: "Throw it away or not?"
"Ah..." This time it was an instinctive cry of pain.
Feng Ming felt panicked and could feel sticky blood flowing down one side of his neck.
"Okay, I'll throw it..." Seeing this, Gao Yuan no longer delayed.
The man in the white mask hooked his fingers, no need to say anything.
Gao Yuan raised his right arm, waited until the wind on the river died down a little, and then threw the leather bag onto the big boat with all his strength.
With a "bang", the leather bag flew over the heads of the kidnappers and landed on the deck.
The red mask quickly chased after it and picked it up.
The man in white mask also put down his soft sword, left Feng Ming behind, and followed.
Feng Ming was about to look back at the boat, but was grabbed by the two kidnappers and dragged into the boat.
The man in the red mask picked up the leather bag, took out the gold ingots and put them away, then opened the warrant, glanced at it, and handed it to the man in the white mask.
The man in the white mask took the warrant and before he even glanced at it, he said to the bow of the ship, "Set sail, and go at full speed."
"Yes..." several kidnappers answered in unison, "ding ding ding..." and ran towards the bow of the ship.
"Hey, you already have the warrant, let me go." Feng Ming was very anxious.
These people obviously had no intention of keeping the agreed pace and had no intention of letting him off the boat.
The man in the white mask ignored it and then looked down at the warrant.
"Hey, you guys are not trustworthy, let me off the boat." Feng Ming rushed over and struggled desperately.
Below the big ship, the shouts of Gao Yuan and others could be faintly heard.
The man in the white mask glanced at it and then carefully examined the seal that the skinny monkey had just stamped. It was extremely fine.
Feng Ming, who was being held by two kidnappers, could already feel the ship starting to speed up again. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Let me go, let me go..."
The man in the white mask put down the warrant and stared at Feng Ming with cold eyes.
Feng Ming suddenly felt as if the air around him was frozen.
"No, what are you going to do? You dare to kill me?" Feng Ming and Zhou Chang felt great fear and threat for the first time in their lives.
The man in the white mask had the killing intent, so he drew out his soft sword and slowly approached: "Leaving you here will always be a problem, so why not take this opportunity..."
Feng Ming instinctively stepped back, but there was nowhere to retreat, and the whole world went dark.
His intuition told him that White Mask had never intended to let him go from the beginning.
He became a prey that came to him automatically.
The tip of the sword is against the throat...
"Wait..." The red mask stopped the white mask again, "Please think twice..."
The white mask paused, but remained unmoved.
The man in the red mask had no choice but to go around him and whisper something in his ear.
The white mask listened to the red mask's whisper, his eyes never leaving Feng Ming, and no one knew what he was thinking.
In Feng Ming's world, time has stopped, and only the river breeze and the sound of waves are beating at his heart.
Zhou Chang's consciousness struggled desperately upwards, trying to leave Feng Ming's body, but he couldn't break free.
"System, system..." At this time, call for help from the viewpoint system.
But there was no sound from the viewpoint system.
Despair, utter despair.
At this moment, she and Feng Ming truly became one person.
Feng Ming stared at the white mask so tightly that even his breathing and heartbeat stopped.
Waiting, waiting...
All we can do is wait.
Your life is in the hands of others. What else can you do except wait?
The speed of the boat was getting faster and faster, as if it was taking him away from this world...
After an unknown amount of time, the man in the white mask finally slowly put down the sword in his hand.
Feng Ming hasn't reacted yet.
Gradually, there was a sound of "jilihuala..." It seemed that the kidnappers were talking in the direction of the cabin, but I couldn't hear clearly what they were saying. It was like a dream, and it seemed that they were not speaking the language of the neighboring country at all.
Then he breathed. He felt himself breathing again, but all the strength in his body had been drained by fear.
Did he escape this disaster?
Feng Ming didn't even dare to think about it.
The man in the white mask still refused to let go. He grabbed Feng Ming's shoulders and easily turned his body around, forcing him to the edge of the boat, facing the river.
Feng Ming and Zhou Chang's consciousness was still blank.
Turning his head, he could only see that Gao Yuan and his companions' boat seemed to be a tiny dot on the river a hundred meters away.
A cold voice came from the man in the white mask above his head: "Is this okay?"
Before Feng Ming could react to who he was talking to, his hands loosened behind his back and someone pushed him hard from behind, causing him to fall off the boat into the river.
"Plop..." a sound.
Feng Ming loosened his hands, and instinctively fluttered, shouting: "Help..."
Then another piece of wood was thrown down, and the voice of the white mask was like a ghost, wandering above the head: "Whether you can survive or not, it depends on fate."
Feng Ming struggled out of the water and wanted to open his mouth to call for help, but a mouthful of water poured into him and he sank again.
The wooden board also drifted away with the river water, and he instinctively used his hands and feet to flutter over.
The more he struggled, the deeper his body sank.
He struggled twice and his head floated above the water again. He only had time to take a breath before a wave hit him and he sank again.
The river was flowing, and Feng Ming's whole body was like a lonely leaf, floating up and down.
I didn’t know where Gao Yuan and his crew’s boat was, and I couldn’t hear their shouts any more.
In the chaos, Feng Ming tried to hold his breath, but his body couldn't float up.
The fluttering hands seemed to grab something, but it slipped away in an instant.
The clothes quickly absorbed water and kept dragging her down.
When he tried to tear off his outer robe, a heavy object hit his chest.
Feng Ming knew that it was the jade pendant with intertwined branches that he always wore on his body.
Now, no one can save him.
Before he died, he had nothing to hold on to, so Feng Ming pressed the jade pendant against his chest.
Unexpectedly, it was the only one that could accompany him in the end.
Gradually, my consciousness began to blur...
Somewhere in the dark, he seemed to hear Yuan Qi's voice, so far away yet so close.
The jade pendant was thick and intimate, and it fell down along with his chest.
"Bang..." It seemed like the head was hit by something.
The fear and the cold disappeared together.
All senses no longer exist.
It’s all over…
This was Feng Ming’s last consciousness, and then he fell completely into endless darkness.