The white-headed boy was about nineteen or twenty years old, and his appearance was still a little childish, but his eyebrows were all white, and the extreme incongruity gave him a powerful and cold murderous aura.

He carried in his hand a slender strip wrapped in cloth, which looked like a very thin stick, more than a meter long.

Long Yun was pondering how the white-haired boy could kill the monster with a stick when the humanoid weapon attacked brazenly. It's still as rough and simple, but this time, he is obviously more cautious, and at the same time casts his own trick, which belongs to one of the water precepts in the rune spell of Atlantis - poisonous mist.

He has gone all out to fight for a lethal blow.

But this time, it wasn't as easy as it was when it was against the Divine Servant. The boy rushed out less than two meters, and was still seven or eight meters away from the white-haired boy, and suddenly fell to his knees like an evil spirit.

His chest heaved violently, as if he couldn't breathe, his hands were stuck on his neck, and his mouth was surprisingly wide open, like a fish floating to the surface of the water without oxygen in a goldfish bowl.

The white-haired boy didn't seem to take the boy in his eyes at all, as if he was facing only a pitiful opponent begging for mercy, and he had no power to resist in front of him, only to poke his neck.

The boy looked up with difficulty, and saw the frighteningly white face, with white eyebrows, hair, and snowy skin, like a patient with albinism.

"Number 12." The white-haired teenager's gaze fell on the boy's wrist, where a chain with a plastic label was looped, on which were written two Arabic numerals - 12.

"It's a pity, it's a failed work after all."

The boy was still clutching his neck, unable to speak, his chest sinking in the heaving and undulating, as if a large hand was clutching his thin chest, squeezing the air out of it, and even the ribs protruding under the skin could be seen.

The white-haired boy shook his right hand holding the thin stick slightly, and the linen cloth rolled up on it instantly fell off, revealing the contents inside.

It was really a wooden stick, but it was covered with dark cyan shark skin, with a faint reflection, and Long Yun felt that it looked like a scabbard.

As if performing some kind of sacred ritual, the white-haired boy gently pulled the stick away from the middle, and sure enough, a snowy sharp blade was revealed in the middle. Only then did Long Yun realize that this thing was not a knife at all.

The blade looks somewhat similar to the ancient Chinese sword, with a pointed end, wide in the middle, and a little narrower at the end, but it is very different from the sword, the hilt is generally only a few inches long, and the handle of this "sword" is basically the same length as its blade.

Of course, Long Yun won't know one thing, this knife is not a sword, the sword is not a sword thing, but it is actually the unique weapon of the white-haired boy, it is a modified Japanese gun, which belongs to the ancient products of the Warring States period, and it has its own resounding name - Dragonfly Cut.

This famous gun, together with the Mite-pestle and the Japanese number, is known as the world's three guns, and this gun was made by the swordsmith of the "Demon Sword Muramasa", the caster of the "Demon Sword Muramasa". It is said that the blade of this gun is extremely sharp, and it can cut off dragonflies in flight just by standing upright, hence the name "dragonfly cut".

During Japan's Warring States Period, the earliest holder of "Dragonfly Cut" was Honda Tadashikatsu, who was the forward of the Tokugawa Army and had entered and exited the battlefield 57 times, but was able to be unscathed, and was known as the first fierce general of Japan's Warring States.

Dragonfly cut later passed into the hands of his son Honda Tadasa, who killed dozens of people in the battle between Tokugawa Ieyasu and Toyotomi Hideyoshi outside Osaka Castle when the entire Tokugawa side retreated. In the end, after suffering more than 20 wounds and being outnumbered, he was begged for the head by Yumori Tatsuemon.

After this battle, the "Dragonfly Cut" has never been known since.

The sheath was off the body of the gun, and the white-haired young man held the handle with both hands, and the "dragonfly cut" in his hand drew a silver arc in the air and returned to the sheath. He stopped looking at the boy on his knees and turned to leave.

The flames in the boy's pupils were gradually extinguishing, his eyes were slowly losing their lustre, but the person had lost the expression of struggle and pain just now.

The white-haired boy disappeared around the corner of the bridge, and a faint streak of blood appeared between the boy's ribs from the upper right corner of his forehead to the left side, like a thin red thread.

Blood began to slowly seep out of the thin slit, slowly sliding down the pale skin. The boy remained on his knees, and finally, his entire body suddenly split in half and scattered on the ground, and the blood finally came out and stained a large area of the deck red.

After the white-haired boy left, the deck resumed its busy scene, and under the command of the guards, the body of the crew was packed into body bags and thrown into the sea, and the boy's body was thrown directly out of the railing and into the sea.

Blood will soon attract sharks, and there's no easier and quicker way to destroy a corpse.

The white-haired boy went up the gangway to the fifth floor. His strength was completely beyond Long Yun's imagination, this was almost a perverted combat power, and he completed the lore of the boy known as the No. 12 test subject in just a snap of his fingers.

The boy who had been able to easily take out a divine servant and several guards in a few seconds had already shocked Long Yun, and he was powerless in front of the white-haired boy at first.

There is no contact at all, there is no fight at all, there is no resistance at all, and it is directly killed!

Thinking of how many white-haired teenagers are perverted like that on this boat, Long Yun couldn't help but take a deep breath, don't go into the tiger's den to get a tiger, don't be afraid when you come, since you have entered Baoshan, you can't go back empty-handed.

He pulled his helmet down a little and walked up the gangway upstairs.

When they reached the corridor on the fourth floor, two guards stood and stopped Long Yun when they saw him.

"This is a forbidden area, do you understand the rules? Didn't your captain tell you? "One of the muzzles was almost on the tip of Long Yun's nose, directly opening the safe, and the other directly pressed the muzzle against Long Yun's chest.

It's a very easy way to get mad. Long Yun felt that his killing wildness was squeezed out of his bones by this guy, and his right hand had already touched the Mad Dog Advanced Tactical Knife in his waist, and his palms were slightly oozing sweat.

If it weren't for another purpose, this guy would have been killed right now.

"I'm an electrician...... Long Yun shook the snatched crew card, deliberately pressed his finger against the face on the headshot, only revealing his name and position, and then quickly put it back in his pocket, "The captain asked me to overhaul the line, the shot below just now may have pierced a cable, and the voltage is a little unstable." ”

In order to increase his convincingness, Long Yun turned around and pointed to the nail plate, "If you don't fix it quickly, if something goes wrong when the door crane is hoisted, something will happen again." ”

Obviously, the chaos just now had made these guards of the Liberation Society feel uneasy, seeing that Long Yun was right, the two of them glanced at each other, and one of the guys suddenly fell on the canvas bag on Long Yun's shoulder, and pointed: "What is that?" ”

Oops! Long Yun was secretly shocked in his heart, he didn't do any camouflage just now, he directly stuffed the CI4 bulletproof helmet and modular assault rifle into it, as long as he opened the bag and looked at it, he immediately revealed the stuffing!