It was late at night, and the St. Mary's was still singing and dancing.

In a luxurious presidential suite, Liang Ying paced back and forth in anger.

The atmosphere in the room was very depressing, and everyone held their breath, not daring to speak out, let alone come forward to persuade them.

The more Liang Ying thought about it, the more angry he became, he was Liang Bu's godson, when did he suffer such humiliation?

"Young Master, Miss Bai has returned." An attendant came into the house to report.

"What did she and the man do!" Liang Ying asked sharply.

"Young master, don't worry, they just went to the café to drink something, because their subordinates didn't dare to get too close, so they didn't hear what they were talking about, but after that, Miss Bai returned to her room alone." The attendant replied truthfully.

Liang Ying heard that a big stone hanging in his heart finally landed, but he still said fiercely: "Even so, that bastard named Lin Yang is unforgivable!" Have you found out what his background is? ”

"Young master, this Lin Yang is a little weird." The attendant said.

"Oh? What weird tricks can he have? Liang Ying asked disdainfully.

"According to the news I just received, this Lin Yang seems to have suddenly appeared out of thin air, and became famous in a battle because he helped the Red Shirts deal with Songkhla, and no one knows his previous background, but it is rumored that he is a Chinese businessman." The attendant said.

"It turns out that he is the guy who destroyed Songkhla, but this will all be history." Liang Ying's face was gloomy.

"Young Master, what do you mean ......," the attendant said with some surprise.

Liang Ying made a gesture of wiping his neck with his hand, and said in a dark voice: "Kill!" ”

"But...... The young master ...... "The entourage wanted to speak and stopped.

"What? Do you have any other comments? Liang Ying said with a cold face.

"The subordinates don't dare, but they ...... It's just that young master, you have also seen with your own eyes, that Lin Yang is not an ordinary person, and his subordinates can't help him at all! The attendant said helplessly.

"Of course I don't expect you guys to be in the bucket, contact me immediately and ask him to come over and send that bastard to the western sky." Liang Ying ordered coldly.

"Young master, if this matter is known to the old man of the sect, I am afraid it will be ......," the attendant said worriedly.

"Then don't let him know! I, Liang Ying, am also the young master of Flom, and sooner or later Fromon will be under my command, and I believe that the lark will not sell my face. As long as the lark makes a move, even if it is ten more Lin Yangs, it will make him disappear! Liang Ying gritted his teeth and said.

"It's just young master, this is the territory of the White Elephant Society, wouldn't it be good for us to kill people here? After all, the owner of the door still has to ask the White Elephant Society for this trip, if the relationship with the White Elephant Society is stiffened because of this, I'm afraid the gains will outweigh the losses? ”

"What kind of thing is Lin Yang? Will Charon turn against us for him? He is just one of the tens of thousands of ordinary tourists on this cruise ship, is it just a random person who died, and Charon came to take us is to ask? Besides, I have already decided to return to the mainland early tomorrow morning, and a few hours later, Lin Yang will be killed, who knows that this is what we did? Liang Ying said complacently, as if he was already holding the victory.

……

Early in the morning, Qin Yang received a text message from Bai Mengmeng, she had left the St. Mary's with Liang Ying and his party to return to land, until this time, he had not realized that the crisis had quietly come.

At noon, Chasing Feng went to the restaurant to eat, and Qin Yang was left alone in the room.

Just as he was sitting quietly on the bed and concentrating on cultivation, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Hello sir, cruise lunch service." A young waiter in his twenties stood outside the door, pushing a dining cart in his hand.

Qin Yang felt a little puzzled, obviously he didn't order the meal, but after thinking about it, maybe it was prepared for himself by Chasing the wind, so he didn't think much about it, and let the waiter push the dining cart and walked in.

The waiter lifted the silver lid of the dish, then skillfully opened a bottle of red wine and poured it into a goblet.

Qin Yang didn't pay attention to the waiter's actions until his peripheral vision accidentally caught a glimpse of the waiter and found that he was looking at him with a strange gaze.

For Qin Yang, who had already experienced a hundred battles, he immediately discovered the killing intent hidden in that gaze!

But Qin Yang sat down quietly, elegantly raised the knife and fork, cut the best steak on the plate, but did not rush to send it to his mouth, but picked up the glass of red wine, shook it gently, and then leaned to the tip of his nose and took a deep breath.

At this time, Qin Yang suddenly raised his head and met the waiter's gaze, which seemed a little unnatural.

Qin Yang smiled slightly, raised the wine glass in front of him and said, "You have worked hard, come and have a drink." ”

The waiter shook his head again and again, and said with some flattery: "Thank you, sir, but our rule is that you can't eat guests' things." ”

Qin Yang insisted on saying, "If the guest agrees, then there will be no problem?" ”

The waiter still politely refused: "I'm sorry, sir, I really can't do this." ”

Qin Yang's face sank, and he suddenly said with some displeasure: "Since you don't want to drink this glass of wine, I'm afraid it means that this glass of wine is not very clean, right?" ”

The waiter was shocked and hurriedly said, "Mr. misunderstood, this is a high-quality imported red wine from Europe, how can it not be clean?" ”

Qin Yang said coldly: "Since you said it was clean, then take a sip and show me?" ”

The waiter had no choice but to take the glass of wine with both hands and slowly close it to his mouth.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he poured the wine at Qin Yang with his horizontal hand, then picked up a steel knife on the table and stabbed it towards Qin Yang's chest.

Qin Yang had already been prepared, leaned back, dodged the scattered red wine, and then toe out, kicking the murder weapon in the opponent's hand, and the strong foot force also made the opponent take several steps back, and finally hit the cabinet before stopping.

"Your grandfather and I are the ancestors of poison! As far as you have this little skill of carving insects, you still dare to show off in front of me? Say! Who sent you? Qin Yang glared at the waiter angrily and asked sharply.

Seeing that the assassination attempt had failed, the waiter jumped out of the window and fled.

Qin Yang chased to the window, but was surprised to find that he did not jump into the sea, but flew along the outer wall to the top.

When Qin Yang chased to the top of the boat, he found that the other party had not escaped. He had already shed his waiter's disguise, revealing a black coat, and stood quietly.

"So you just deliberately showed weakness to lure me here. Say, who the hell are you? Qin Yang asked.

"Skylark, Skylark of the Night!" The other party replied.