When Xie Huan and Song Changhui led their men aboard the pirate ship and saw the ship covered in blood and corpses, their facial muscles began to twitch.

Do we need to report this? Yes, but how do we report it?

“Official conduct during the execution of a mission,” Yuan Zhuan automatically provided the answer. “This group of people trafficked people, committed arson, murder, and atrocities; they deserve to die! Those in the cabin are from other countries, but these children are from our country, so I’m entrusting them to you.”

Huh? What do you mean? We're just leaving them to them? "We'll contact the embassy in the Eight Banners country to ensure our children are safely returned home. Where are the other children?"

"Go down over there, turn the corner and you'll see it. I've opened the door." Yuan Zhuan pointed to the cabin.

Song Changhui took a deep breath, his gaze towards Yuan Zhuan carrying a profound meaning, and said, "Okay."

Xie Huan nodded to Yuan Zhuan and followed him, leaving the four of them to collect the corpses and weapons.

"Where's the gasoline?" Yuan Zhuan asked Qi Ming.

"I've already loaded them onto the boat, shouldn't we set off now?" Qi Ming looked at the busy soldiers, feeling a pang of reluctance to leave their unit.

He was once one of them.

"You guys go upstairs and wait for me."

"Yes!" The four turned and left.

"Stop! You can't leave now!" Zheng Ji suddenly appeared out of nowhere and tried to stop them, but Yuan Zhuan kicked him to the ground. The four of them didn't even look back and got off the boat.

With a thud, he fell to the ground, landing hard; above him was a gloomy sky, and Zheng Ji was still somewhat dazed.

How did he get kicked away?

"Zheng Ji, how are you?" His comrades surrounded him, their gazes towards Yuan Zhuan filled with hostility. "How could you hurt your own comrade?"

Suddenly, Yuan Zhuan, now the target of everyone's criticism, stood there awkwardly, wondering why he had moved his foot.

Just as he was about to explain something, Zheng Ji pushed his comrade aside and stood up. "What I meant was that we need to hand over the duties. That's all."

Zheng Ji felt wronged.

Yuan Zhuan: ...

The aftereffects of food guarding.

"Uh, sorry."

"How long will it take you to finish? At most, half an hour, and the backup ship will be here."

"What? Support?" Everyone was surprised and stood up to gather around.

"Don't ask me how I know. I am a Taoist master, as I have said before."

Everyone: So, you figured it out?

"Didn't you see that the bullets couldn't hit the fishing boat?" With the fishing boat's fragile hull, it would have been pierced long ago without the talisman.

Everyone stared intently at Yuan Zhuan, remaining silent and waiting for what would happen next. Yuan Zhuan, meeting those curious yet innocent eyes, felt a little amused.

"Yuan Zhuan." Song Changhui's voice rang out from behind, and the silly boys all turned around.

Beside Song Changhui, a group of children stood on the otherwise empty deck of the boat, their necks hunched, trembling as they looked at everyone.

“The canned goods, bread, and water on this ship should all be freshly stored, and there’s plenty of them enough for you to finish up. Song Changhui, you and the others go with them. I’ll be responsible for bringing the people back.” Yuan Zhuan said as he walked towards Song Changhui.

"Where are you going? You can't leave the group!!" Song Changhui wouldn't allow it, also worried that if something happened to this person, they wouldn't be able to explain it to their superiors when they got back.

"Captain Song, I'm not discussing this with you, I'm issuing a notice. If you follow along, you'll only hold us back."

They are all elite special forces soldiers; how could they tolerate such humiliation!

They're the alpha wolves of the army! How could they possibly be a liability?!

“Yuan Zhuan, send your men over to challenge us. If you win, you can leave. If you lose, listen to our captain! You can choose one of us to challenge, either me or another brother!” Yu Qianwan, one of Song Changhui’s men, was the first to step forward. He was a short but muscular troublemaker who didn’t respect anyone except Song Changhui.

Yuan Zhuan's eyebrows twitched as he looked at the speaker. "Captain Song, do you agree with what he said?"

Song Changhui remained silent for a few seconds before speaking, "Yu Qianwan was already a national martial arts champion before enlisting. He has been learning his family's martial arts since he was a child, and he has real skills." The implication was that if he lost, he shouldn't blame them for bullying him.

Yuan Zhuan's lips curled up. "Hmm, he's capable. I like him. Okay, he's the one!" He turned to look at Yu Qianwan. "If you ever decide to retire from the military, come to our Yuan's Security. I'll give you five thousand a month."

"Hiss..." Five thousand. They are already considered to have a high salary of more than two thousand a month, and that is only when they go on dangerous missions. They usually earn less than two thousand.

Song Changhui, Xie Huan: ...

Poaching someone right under your nose, that's ruthless!

Yuan Zhuan didn't care about the two captains' sullen faces. He was happy to see that the other soldiers' expressions had changed.

Hehe, go back and spread the word, so everyone will come looking for me in the future.

"Yuan Zhuan! Let's have a fight, why are you talking so much?!" Seeing Yuan Zhuan's smirking face, Song Changhui gritted his teeth. When they got back, he'd definitely have the instructor give these lads a good talking-to, to prevent money from corrupting their steely will as soldiers!! Although, the salary was indeed a bit high!!

Suddenly, Yu Qianwan's expression turned strange as he faced Yuan Zhuan. He squinted and remained motionless, but the surging fighting spirit in his eyes suddenly shot up.

Yuan Zhuan noticed something was wrong, turned around, and saw Qi Ming striding towards him. Anyone with eyes could see the powerful fighting spirit emanating from him. "Boss, I'll fight him."

Before he finished speaking, the person was already in front of him.

"Dude, you're from the military too?" Yu Qianwan tilted his head, cracking his knuckles, his eyes piercing.

Judging from his walking posture, Qi Ming is from the military.

Aside from those watching over the children, everyone else was drawn to what was happening here. They all wanted to see if the people this arrogant little girl had brought out were really that capable. After all, those participating in this mission were all elite soldiers from various special forces units, and none of them were anything less than top-notch individual combat fighters.

"How do we compete?" Qi Ming didn't waste any words.

"We'll set off in five minutes," Yuan Zhuan said, stepping aside with a nonchalant tone.

Everyone else also made way for them, as if they were watching a good show.

"hiss……"

"So arrogant! I hope he'll still be this arrogant after the fight."

"Hehe, pride comes before a fall."

"I'd like to see how this guy fights... Heh..." Before he could finish speaking, his vision blurred, and Qi Ming, who had just been standing there with his hands clasped, leaped out, creating a gust of wind that seemed to tear his clothes that were fluttering in the wind!

Bang bang bang...

In the blink of an eye, the two were already fighting, each kick or punch accompanied by a whooshing sound.

"Bang bang bang!!"

"Impressive skills! So impressive!"

"Such speed!"

The two fighters were locked in a fierce battle, their movements almost blurring out afterimages. Qi Ming was fast and powerful, his style characterized by speed, ruthlessness, and precision. Yu Qianwan was equally fast and powerful, with a very stable lower body. However, a true expert could tell the difference with just one move.

Qi Ming's speed seemed to be superior, and Yu Qianwan was suppressed and forced to defend passively.

Song Changhui frowned. "Very strong." The speed was too fast; it surpassed that of any one of them.

Now, it all depends on his endurance. If Yu Qianwan can exhaust his stamina, then he might have a chance of winning.

"Both of them are skilled in martial arts." Xie Huan had already discovered that Qi Ming's punches and kicks, whether advancing or retreating, had very obvious patterns and trajectories. Moreover, he had anticipated all of Yu Qianwan's predictions, which was the real reason why Yu Qianwan could only passively defend and could not free up his hands to attack.

If this kind of relentless attack were actually on a battlefield, Yu Qianwan would probably be dead by now; a single dagger would be enough to take his life.

Yu Qianwan couldn't hear clearly the judgments of others outside the storm, nor could he take the time to think about or carefully discern them. His current real feeling was that his whole body ached. Qi Ming's strength was too great. With each punch that hit his arm, he felt as if his internal organs were being shaken, causing excruciating pain.

His punches, from beginning to end, were only meant to deflect the force of his opponent's punches. At best, it could be considered passive defense; to put it bluntly, he was just taking the hits by using his arm muscles.

Sweat seeped from every pore of his body. Yu Qianwan's physical strength was at its limit, but he kept trying to hold on, and his speed of returning to defense was getting slower and slower.

Thump! Unable to defend his abdomen, Yu Qianwan was kicked and sent flying, crashing heavily onto the deck. He clutched his stomach, veins throbbing wildly in his neck and temples, writhing in pain.

"Roar..." everyone exclaimed.

"Qianwan, how are you?" Zheng Ji ran over and asked worriedly.

"Don't worry about me. I can do it!" With a gritted back teeth and the veins in his neck throbbing again, Yu Qianwan charged forward once more, driven by an indomitable spirit.

That man, who was as tough as steel, didn't even sweat much!

I'm so angry!! I'm so angry!!

The phrase "effortlessly" was dancing in Yu Qianwan's mind, making him unable to think straight. He only had one thought at the moment: to defeat him!

Yu Qianwan rushed over, while Qi Ming remained motionless. Just as he was about to reach them, Yu Qianwan threw a punch.

At this moment, everyone held their breath, the air seemed to freeze, and Yu Qianwan's punch seemed to move in slow motion, turning into frame after frame of a picture.

"Time's almost up. Thirty seconds!" Just as Qi Ming was about to consider his opponent's feelings and continue the fight as before, Yuan Zhuan's voice rang out.

So, under everyone's watchful eyes, the motionless man sprang to his feet, twisted his waist, and delivered a side kick aimed at Yu Qianwan's chest. It seemed that the kick was about to strike Yu Qianwan's sternum, resulting in either death or serious injury, and everyone's hearts were in their throats! But unexpectedly, the next second, the kick changed direction and struck Yu Qianwan's muscular arm instead.

Bang!

Yu Qianwan was thrown out again, hitting the deck with a loud thud.

"Thank you for your kind offer, boss. I'm leaving now." Qi Ming bowed and retreated.

"Qianwan!!" Comrades surrounded him, their worried questions rising and falling.

"I'm leaving." These were the words Yuan Zhuan said to Song Changhui and Xie Huan as he turned around.

Boom boom...

Boom boom boom...

The small boat carrying Yuan Zhuan and four others sped away, leaving behind white spray.

Meanwhile, the pirate ship was in an uproar, everyone marveling at the equally formidable fighting power.

"My God, what incredible skill! Did you see that? That guy named Qi Ming fought Qian Wan without even breaking a sweat. He wasn't even using his full strength! I'm so curious, how strong is he when he's at his full power?! Didn't Qian Wan just say he used to be a soldier? How could such a King's Sword be unleashed?"

"I wonder who would be stronger if he fought our captain? I think he would have to go all out if he faced the captain."

"I don't think so. He was too relaxed. His punches were so fast that they left afterimages. He only kicked the front of the ball away at the very end. Could he have deliberately let him win?" Someone noticed something fishy.

"I don't want to say anything. In short, they are too strong. I can't beat them. I'm not even a match for Qianwan."

"Come on, Si'er, your skills are even worse than mine!"

"Huang Laoliu, you fucking asking for a beating!!"

Yu Qianwan, lying limply on the deck in the center of the crowd, felt completely powerless. He could hear his comrades' various expressions of recognition and admiration for Qi Ming's fighting prowess. He felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, as if something he had always held onto had suddenly collapsed.

So, he wasn't a true powerhouse after all! Because he had lost before, that's why his father always had this "there's always someone stronger" thing on his mind!

Previously, when he fought Song Changhui, he was only slightly at a disadvantage, but this time, he was completely overwhelmed and had no chance to fight back at all.

Feeling quite devastated, Yu Qianwan buried her head in her arms, oblivious to the aching muscles all over her body.

The azure waves pushed the boat of people along, and they soon disappeared into the horizon.

Song Changhui was still reeling from the intense battle that had just taken place.

Such speed, such powerful punches, such unpredictable footwork! Every aspect is formidable!

If Qi Ming is like this, then what about the others? Those young men standing on the small boats were all strong, because in their gazes towards Qi Ming, there was no worship of strength. On the contrary, they were very calm, and it was that calmness that made the shock in his heart linger for a long time.

"Scared?" Xie Huan's teasing voice came from behind.

To be honest, he was genuinely shocked.

Qi Ming is very strong, and the other three are probably no less so. These people obey Yuan Zhuan and have no intention of disloyalty.

Yuan Zhuan's control over this team is absolute! That's what's truly terrifying!

Is it Yuan's security?

Who exactly is she? Who is in charge of Yuan's Security? Who recommended her? And why is she trusted so much?

"Yes." Song Changhui said those two words and then led his men to continue their 'logistics' work.

Being criticized for being a burden is fine, but if you can't even handle logistics, you'll be too ashamed to go back to the army.

Yuan Zhuan, who had gone far away, was naturally unaware of the conversation taking place here, but even if he had heard it, he would have simply laughed it off.

What's the point of having her if she can't control her people?

"Boss, the boat is here."

"Quickly finish this, use the Thunderstorm Talisman." Yuan Zhuan, sitting cross-legged on the boat, gave the order.

"yes."

The thunderstorm talisman, covered in pebbles, was launched by the slingshot!

Whoosh whoosh! ! ! Whoosh whoosh! ! !

'Boom...' 'Boom boom boom...'

"Help! Help me!"

"Oh no! What happened?! Enemy attack!! Enemy attack!! Sniping! Quick! Sniping!!"

"I'm going to kill you all!!"

"Boom..."

Regardless of who was superior or inferior, this battle, from start to finish, lasted only three minutes.

The reinforcements' sailboats were blown apart like cauliflower, billowing black smoke and bursting into flames...

"Go, board the ship!" Although the system had already said there was nothing on board, Yuan Zhuan, who was used to looting corpses, didn't want to miss out on this kind of fun.

The system watched as someone boarded the ship with great interest: ...

The thing that plucks feathers from a passing goose is actually its host! Damn it, it's unbearable to look at!