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In the chaotic meteorite torrent, a fleet of more than 20,000 flying boats flew forward cautiously.

The largest of these flying boats are about a hundred miles long, while the smallest are only thirty to fifty feet in size. Some of the hulls are about 70% to 80% new, while others are rusted and full of holes, looking like they may be scrapped at any time.

The larger flying boats flew on the periphery of the fleet, using their hulls to protect the smaller flying boats in the fleet. Meteorites of all sizes kept hitting these larger flying boats, and the defensive barriers on the surface of the flying boats flashed with dazzling light. The hulls kept shaking, and the meteorites were constantly shattered.

The three state-controlling bandits were riding three black blood-flag flying boats, which were inconspicuous in the huge fleet. The three blood-flag flying boats were only a dozen miles long, and looked particularly petite compared to those flying boats that were dozens or hundreds of miles long.

Under the command of Old Fox, the three flying boats intentionally hid their hulls in the shadows cast by several large flying boats. The black hulls almost merged with the shadows, and even the bandits in the fleet ignored the existence of the three flying boats.

Tiger Dad was holding a hand axe and standing at the bow of the flying boat, cursing under his breath. In front of him was a wooden stake roughly carved into a human shape, with the name of the leader of the Blood Knife Village written on it in red paint. While cursing, he kept chopping the wooden stake with his hand axe.

“You damn bastard, I’ll kill you with one axe, I’ll kill you with two axes, I’ll kill you with three axes…” Tiger Dad’s eyes widened, with a fierce light flashing in his dark green pupils and saliva spurting out from the corners of his mouth, just like a tiger that is about to pounce on its prey and is going crazy.

Old Fox was sitting cross-legged on top of a flagpole, with a bottle of fragrant osmanthus oil on his left knee. He had some oil on his palm and was carefully grooming the long beard on his chin.

After stroking his beard till it was straight, shiny and glossy, with each strand of it feeling fresh and airy, Old Fox nodded with satisfaction, put away the bottle of osmanthus oil, took out a small comb, untied his bun, and began to take care of his hair carefully.

While combing his long hair carefully, the fox elder muttered in a low voice: "Don't be impatient, Lao San, don't be impatient, just wait and see... Hehe, the Blood Blade Village has summoned heroes from the five nests to join forces this time. It seems that they are really going to play a big game."

"Hmph, although I haven't encountered the Thirteen Clans of the Supreme Heaven, they are probably not much weaker than those of the Holy Spirit Heaven. They don't know how powerful they are, hehe... relying on two masters invited from who knows where, they want to confront the Thirteen Clans head-on and pull teeth from the tiger's mouth. These guys are crazy about getting rich."

He quickly combed his hair and tied it into a neat bun. Then he put away his comb and jumped onto the deck as quietly as a ball of cotton. He walked into the main control cabin of the flying boat with his hands behind his back. [△网.]

In the main control cabin, Chu Ye and Chu Feng were playing chess. Chu Jie was like a boneless earthworm, slumped on a big chair, rolling his eyes and pouring wine into his mouth continuously - his every move, the state of every hair on his body, fully demonstrated what a 'spoiled good-for-nothing' was!

Sitting on a large chair in the middle of the main control cabin, a man in black with a pale face and an extremely majestic appearance was holding an ancient book in his hand, his fingers gently sliding across the pages, and reading in a low voice.

His voice was neither hurried nor slow, and the intonations were quite powerful. His eyes were bright and he was immersed in the book.

The old fox walked to the black-clothed man, stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck, and tried his best to see the handwriting on the page. However, the black-clothed man was more than three feet tall, and sitting on the big chair, he was nearly two feet tall. The old fox, who was only about four feet tall, stretched his neck very far, but was still a long distance away from the page.

"Old Second... you are already so old, but you are still like those little vixens, smearing scented oil on your body!" The man in black put down the book and glanced at the fox elder: "The sweet-scented osmanthus oil that has not changed for thousands of years is giving me a headache!"

Fox Lao gave the man in black a cold look, and said proudly with his hands behind his back, "There is no way to reason with a bunch of rough guys like you. This is interest. Do you understand interest? Although I, Fox Lao Er, am old, I am still as elegant and graceful as a flower. How many little girls are crying and shouting to throw themselves into my arms?"

She flirted with the man in black proudly and said, "Boss, a bachelor like you who has been single for a lifetime, hey, I don't understand, I don't understand!"

The man in black, the chief of the three states, Dragon King, rolled his eyes helplessly, grabbed the book and slapped Fox Old's head hard, knocking his newly tied hair into pieces. Fox Old cried out in surprise, and hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a small comb, and began to comb his long hair carefully and seriously.

"Tell the boys to be careful. This time... we must not let the Blood Knife Village use us." The Dragon King stuffed the book into his sleeve and said word by word, "We finally escaped from Holy Spirit Heaven and came here. We finally have a place to stay. But to be used as a shield and to take advantage of others is not the way we should treat Zhen Sanzhou."

Chu Feng, who was holding the chess piece in his hand and was hesitating about where to put it on the chessboard, raised his head and said with a leisurely smile: "Dragon King, if I had known earlier, when we were in the Blood Knife Village, you should have let me weigh the weight of those two so-called king-level masters."

The Dragon King shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Not appropriate... It's not necessary, it's better not to take the risk."

The fox old man's hair had just been tied up when the Dragon King stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly, and with a snap, the fox old man's hair exploded again. The fox old man cried out, and the back of his long gown suddenly exploded, and nine snow-white fox tails suddenly stretched out, with each white hair on the tail standing straight up.

"Second Fox, think of a way to make our brothers in the three states gain the most benefits without causing too much loss." The Dragon King slowly took out the book, lowered his head and looked at the pages carefully, and said leisurely: "If you do it well, the brothers will bring back a hundred or eighty fox spirits for you... If you don't do it well, I will pull out your beard with my own hands."

Chu Ye, Chu Feng, and Chu Jie all laughed at the same time.

The old fox's face suddenly drooped, and in great distress he wrapped his nine white fox tails around his neck, tightening them hard, and tightening them again... He strangled himself so hard that his eyes rolled back.

Everyone in the main control cabin looked at the funny old fox seriously, and their hearts were full of hope for this cunning old fox.

Three days ago, the scene in the Blood Knife Village's lair was fresh in everyone's mind - the leader of the Blood Knife Village relied on two top-notch masters hired at sky-high prices to forcibly suppress all the leaders of the bandits who had been summoned, and forced everyone to agree to lead the Blood Knife Village in a raid on the Lan family's various industries in the Chaos Realm.

At that time, Chu Feng almost went up to weigh the weight of the two king-level masters, but was stopped by the Dragon King.

Insignificant loss... The Dragon King never lets his brothers suffer insignificant losses. Mobile users please visit m.read for a better reading experience.