Before the banquet starts, or even days before.

Every move of everyone on this cruise ship was shrouded in Chen Yuan's divine sense.

Although he practiced retreat in his room, he did not let his guard down.

After all, Chen Yuan is now the most wanted criminal in various countries, and he needs to be cautious whether he takes the sea route or the air route.

Although he defeated the escort, that battle allowed him to use the natal element.

To be precise, if he encounters a military power like Xia, Russia, and M, Chen Yuan will still be unable to resist such a super army in the case of premeditation on the other side.

Therefore, he must be highly vigilant.

Not long after waiting for the ship, he had already discovered that there was a strong person in the artistic conception of strength on this cruise ship, in addition, there were several extraordinary abilities, as well as an SS-level extraordinary ability.

At first, this did surprise him slightly.

After all, it is rare to see three powerhouses ranked in the dark world on a cruise ship.

You must know that Li Shizhuo, a strong man at the peak of the middle stage of artistic conception, is already a giant.

And that SS-level transcendent ability, if it is divided according to strength, it has reached the level of artistic conception and is enough to be on the forbidden list.

But after a few days of observation, Chen Yuan also knew that these people were not coming for him, so he didn't pay attention to it.

Moreover, he also found the 'fortune-telling' girl he met in the hotel that day.

This also aroused Chen Yuan's interest.

But all this did not disrupt Chen Yuan's cultivation.

Even though the battle in the banquet hall had begun and the killers had begun to move, Chen Yuan still did not move in the slightest.

It wasn't until the SS-level transcendent appeared in the arena and the little bald head seemed to be involved in the battle that Chen Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his body moved, and he disappeared into the room in an instant.

......

Meanwhile.

The gunshots continued to be heard, and the entire hall was surrounded by men in black.

More than half of the nearly 100 billionaires from all over the world have been killed or injured at this time.

And the bodyguards around Baburu are only Li Shibao and the other five people.

"Shizhuo, where is Miss Yan Tianqi?" Baburu looked around and said to Li Shibao with an anxious expression.

Li Shizhuo's expression was extremely solemn, and before he could speak, the gloomy voice came again.

"Mr. Babru, you are dying, and you are still in the mood to take care of others?"

"Tut-tut, worthy of a successful philanthropist. ”

At this time, Li Shizhuo's eyes widened, and he looked directly at the black figure, his face seemed to be a little jealous, and he asked with some uncertainty:

"Beshuon the Clown?"

"I haven't done anything in 30 years, and it's an honor that I didn't expect anyone to know me. ”

The man shrouded in darkness walked slowly, and the whole meeting began to blow a gust of gloomy wind.

Those rich people who didn't have time to escape, when the man walked slowly, they all felt the chilling wind, and their whole bodies began to tremble.

When Li Shizhu heard this, the muscles in his body suddenly tightened, and his eyes looked solemnly at the man who walked out of the dark shadow.

When he saw the man's face, Li Shiluo's face was suddenly full of jealousy.

Everyone looked around, and saw a man who came out of the dark shadow, dressed in a blue, white, yellow and red clown costume, with delicate funny makeup painted on his face, and smiling flatteringly while speaking.

Under the dim spotlight in the center of the hall, the man's colorful makeup and outfit resembled a circus clown.

But none of the people present thought of him as a real 'clown'.

Obviously, the group of killers had a look of fear on their faces when they saw the man appear.

Especially the flattering and funny smile, which brings everyone a feeling of only coldness.

Although the rich people present were frightened by the scene just now, as the elite who fought and survived in the shopping mall, how could they not see with their eyes that this man was the leader of this group of killers.

"Bethhuon, you're going to kill Babulu?"

Li Shizhuo's attention was highly concentrated at this time, staring at the man in the center of the stage.

Originally, he had sensed that there was a very strong person outside, but he didn't panic much.

After all, Li Shizhu is a giant in Qianmen, and he is also a well-known person in the dark world.

If it weren't for the protection of Baburu, he could have escaped at any time.

But in his mind, once this task is taken, there can be no beginning and no end.

This is his principle.

But at this moment, after seeing Bei Xiuen, Li Shizhuo's heart suddenly had no bottom.

Beshuon the Clown.

Became famous fifty years ago and is a well-known superfigure in the killer world.

Chuntian Eagle, who was killed by Chen Yuan in Qingzhou before, the so-called king of killers, was like an ant in front of Bei Xiuen.

After all, he was once the eleventh person on the forbidden list, and he had assassinated three SS-level transcendent abilities, as well as the existence of many martial arts masters and spiritual masters.

Even the dignitaries of the big countries, he has assassinated.

And the strength of Chuntian Eagle is just hovering in the S-level.

The king of his killers is also given by the secular world.

But Beshuen is different, his strength and name are recognized by the dark world.

But in the thirty years since he disappeared, the clown has been brushed down by some new powerhouses.

But even though he hasn't appeared for thirty years, he is still on the banned list.

It can be seen from this that the strength and deterrence of the clown Behuon are terrifying.

"Of course, I'll do something. With a few colored balls in his hand, Beshuon kept spinning them in the air like a circus clown.

"I know that you are from Qianmen, I have a little friendship with that Fang Randao, give you a chance, you leave now. ”

"Otherwise, you don't blame me. ”

Beshuon said with a funny smile.

"This honorable sir, I don't know who asked you to kill me, how much they gave you, I can give you double, I just beg you to let us go. ”

Before Li Shibao could speak, Baburu said in a deep voice.

The black old man, who is already in his sixties, is very calm at this time.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want something you could give. ”

"Besides, as a real killer, how could I not complete the mission. ”

Bethhuon shook his head.

Bablu's face changed when he heard this, and he wanted to speak again.

"I'll give you three seconds, and if you don't leave, then go with him to death. ”

Bei Xiuen didn't pay any attention to him, but looked at Li Shiluo and said.

"Three ......"

"Two ......"

"One ......"

As soon as the words fell, the colored ball in Beshuon's hand shot out instantly.

The colored ball carried a gust of wind and attacked Li Shi.

"Mr. Cover retreats, I'll deal with it here. ”

Li Shizhuo gritted his teeth and shouted at the rest of the bodyguards.

He jumped up, propped up his body protection qi, and slammed his fists towards the colorful ball.

"Boom!"

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(End of chapter)