Sure enough, men may not care about their cigarettes, but they value their lighters very much.

"Oh, it's just a lighter, don't be so stingy." Ye Zi exhaled smoke rings as she boarded the speedboat, showing no intention of returning it.

"That's my spoils of war. I'll give you a lighter on the cruise ship."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zi immediately took out a lighter and handed it over. Just kidding, this kind of thing is stained with blood, you can't just take it casually, or you'll have nightmares.

The middle-aged man angrily took the lighter, installed it, and then ordered the boat to set sail.

"Ye Zi, how does it feel to be a millionaire?" Huang Jingyu asked, leaning closer.

"I didn't check the balance, so I don't really feel anything," Ye Zi replied honestly.

That's true. Although I was a little excited to hear about so much money, I haven't seen it yet, so I'm just looking forward to it.

The speedboat sped across the sea, and after more than ten minutes, Ye Zi saw the cruise ship anchored in the distance.

After boarding the cruise ship, Ye Zi and her companions prepared to unload their cargo when a group of Chinese people gathered around to congratulate them on winning the competition.

Ye Zi and the other two responded politely; the people who came were staff members from the live streaming platform responsible for them.

Huang Jingyu and Er Ya are both celebrities in China, so it's rare for them to see these behind-the-scenes staff, let alone have such a close-up opportunity.

Ye Zi was the biggest contributor to the championship, and she provided the live streaming platform with viral content more than once.

Another reason is that Ye Zi is a multi-millionaire and has great potential in the entertainment industry. If they can sign Ye Zi, it would be a great opportunity for their live streaming platform to expand its influence.

After greeting the Chinese people, Ye Zi and her two companions began unloading the goods.

A group of behind-the-scenes staff also stepped in to help.

"There's a vacuum packaging machine on the cruise ship. We'll take it over to pack your items and then bring them back."

"That's great, thank you," Ye Zi said immediately.

"You're welcome."

"Why does your voice sound so familiar?" Ye Zi asked, puzzled.

“The drone I’m in charge of has been filming you. We’ve talked on the phone more than once, so of course we’re familiar with each other.”

Ye Zi suddenly realized why the other person seemed familiar.

"My name is Gao Fei," the young man said, extending his hand to introduce himself.

"Ye Zi." Ye Zi reached out and shook hands with Gao Fei in response.

All the smoked and fresh meat was taken away by the staff, who had trolleys for easy transport.

All that was left for Ye Zi and the other two were fur coats and homemade bowls, chopsticks, and spatulas.

Just as I finished packing my things and was about to follow the staff back to my room to wash up and change, a string of Japanese words rang out from not far away.

Ye Zi instinctively turned her head and saw that the other person was looking at the three of them with disgust.

Turning to the middle-aged man, he asked:

"What did that Japanese soldier say? Could you understand him?"

The middle-aged man stared at the Japanese soldier with murderous intent, spoke a few words in Japanese, and then said to Ye Zi:

"The Japanese said you're a country bumpkin, bringing everything back with you."

Ye Zi frowned. He had obtained this through his own abilities, so why couldn't he bring it?

“Baka yarou…” followed by another string of Japanese.

You may not understand the rest, but if you ask any Chinese person if they can understand the first few words, they will understand them 100%.

Ye Zi didn't care whether the Japanese were cursing him or not, even if they were middle-aged people or other Chinese.

He threw down his bearskin coat and phone, rushed to the Japanese soldier, grabbed him by the neck, lifted him up, and roared:

"You son of a bitch, if you want to die, I'll send you on your way."

The Japanese soldier was quite strong, but he was only about 1.7 meters tall, and his weight was practically negligible compared to Ye Zi's.

Moreover, Ye Zi's movements were too fast, and no one expected him to react so strongly, let alone make a sudden move.

By the time they realized what was happening, the Japanese soldier had already been lifted into the air by the neck, while Ye Zi punched him in the stomach with her other fist.

"Ye Zi, murder is a crime," Huang Jingyu hurriedly shouted.

Meanwhile, two men beside the Japanese soldier attacked Ye Zi from the left and right, attempting to rescue him.

Bang bang bang, ugh...

Three muffled thuds, accompanied by a sound of vomiting.

Ye Zi was punched twice, but Vince didn't move. The Japanese soldier he was holding was punched by Ye Zi, and Ye Zi let go and fell onto the deck, where he immediately started gagging.

The leaves around this circle had held back their strength; otherwise, given the Japanese soldier's small physique, he would probably have already seen the Ox-Head and Horse-Face demons.

Ignoring the Japanese soldier who was retching, Ye Zi looked at the two men who had just attacked her; they were also Asian. She narrowed her eyes and said:

"Do you want to die?"

The two then realized that Ye Zi was born with superhuman strength and had martial arts skills. Their attack not only failed to save their companion, but also angered Ye Zi. The key point was that they hadn't even hurt Ye Zi's skin.

Now, they have successfully drawn the hatred onto themselves.

"Ye Zi, this is the territorial waters of the Bald Eagle. Murder is illegal. Besides, the Japanese are the Bald Eagle's adopted son. A verbal altercation is fine; a couple of punches will suffice."

The middle-aged man didn't even lift a finger; he only said this after Ye Zi had finished fighting, while also implying to Ye Zi that the remaining two could also be beaten.

The two men who attacked Ye Zi earlier didn't understand the middle-aged man's words, nor did they understand Ye Zi's words. They didn't know what to say, so they could only help their companion who had vomited all over himself.

As soon as she bent down, Ye Zi stretched out her hands, pinching one in each hand, and continued to ask:

"Do you two want to die?"

The two were caught off guard when Ye Zi suddenly grabbed them by the back of the neck and lifted them up.

But from this angle they can't see the leaves, let alone attack them, so they can't even save themselves.

With a flick of her wrist, Ye Zi lifted the two of them by the back of their necks, facing each other. Ye Zi continued to ask:

"Do you two want to die?"

The middle-aged man translated into Japanese, and the two immediately responded in Japanese.

"They said it was an instinctive reaction, apologized to you, and hoped you could forgive them," the middle-aged man translated for Ye Zi.

Ye Zi pouted and said:

"The Japanese devils are just despicable. They act arrogantly if they don't get beaten up, but they behave when they are beaten hard."

"You're right," the middle-aged man said with a cheerful laugh.

"But we can't let them off so easily. After all, they made a move. If I take a punch from them, they'll take a punch from me too. Whether they can withstand it or not is up to them."

After Ye Zi finished speaking, she released the two Japanese soldiers in her hands, then clenched her fist and quickly struck.

Two muffled thuds, followed by two dry heaves.

Ye Zi bent down, picked up the Japanese soldier who had already vomited, grabbed him by the collar, and said:

"Apologize, apologize to my friend, or I'll beat you up again."

The middle-aged man immediately translated.

The Japanese soldier in Yezi's hand immediately nodded and said "I'm sorry" in Japanese.

Ye Zi let go, then pointed to the yellow whale and Er Ya.

The Japanese soldiers immediately apologized to the two of them.

Then Ye Zi lightly kicked the Japanese soldier, telling him to get lost.

However, Ye Zi's light kick, if it were a brown bear, would indeed be considered a light kick, but for the Japanese soldier, it should be considered a heavy kick, because when Ye Zi said "get lost," the Japanese soldier had already rolled away, mainly because of that kick.