Elf Dark Insect Master

On the sea, three Gyarados cut through the waves, looking really majestic.

No matter how majestic they were, they were just mounts now, and had to pull ropes around their bodies to pull a yacht behind them.

"Why does it feel like surfing?" Mira's face looked weird. Just now, it was still in the air, but now it became like surfing. Moreover, the whole yacht was used as a surfboard. The three of them had to grab whatever they could on the yacht. Things will not be thrown away by the yacht flying at high speed.

"I think it's fun." Maggie Elle showed a happy and innocent smile. She grew up in Miare and had never played on the beach, let alone surfing, a sport as exciting as surfing.

But when the two of them looked at the last person on the yacht, they didn't see any joy on his face.

Wutong is already controlling his emotions, trying not to create low pressure and bring negative emotions to others, especially to his own people.

However, Mira and Marchielle are not stupid girls. They both know that their boss is in a bad mood right now, and they are sensible enough not to disturb him who is obviously thinking.

Along the way, Wutong hardly rested.

Mira and Maggie's faces were also visibly tired. After all, more than 30 hours had passed, and they could only get some rest when they dozed off when they were extremely sleepy along the way.

"Hold on a little longer. The destination is almost here, the Two-Headed Snake Island. Once you get to the island, you can have a good sleep for a few hours."

Wutong doesn't have much magical power, he just uses the simple power he has to play tricks.

The reason why he knew he was about to reach his destination was because he still used telepathy, his most basic ability.

The elves in the sea are his eyes and ears, communicating with them through telepathy, collecting information and data through communication, and then analyzing the desired clues from the information and data, and determining the destination based on the clues.

It didn't take long for the three of them to see an island that was obviously inhabited.

The yacht no longer needs elves to pull it, and the traffic saved before can now be put to good use.

Wutong was surrounded by people before he even got close in his yacht.

"I'm here to do business, not a suspicious person."

The activity did not want any contradiction. Even though he was quite tired now and at a low energy level, the pirate still used the little remaining mental energy to perform hypnotic suggestion.

The focus was naturally on the captain among them. With the help of the captain whose favorability towards him had greatly increased, Wutong successfully landed on the island.

There was no need for anyone else to lead the way, Wutong quickly found the hotel.

Mira and Maciel, whose eyelids were already fighting, would have fallen asleep on the way if their curiosity about the unfamiliar environment hadn't kept them going until the end.

"Go to sleep for a while."

Wutong did not forget to leave a few elves to protect them, but of course he could not stay and sleep with them.

This time he went out to work. Although he had not been able to get a good night's sleep for more than 30 hours, the special rest method he developed still allowed his brain to maintain enough energy.

It's just that his mental power was consumed quite a lot by frequently controlling the sea elves on the road and communicating with them. Now he only has the usual 0 energy reserve.

However, the energy of this unit of more than 00 people is enough for use. After all, he is still a trainer at heart, relying on the power of elves.

It was still the same, Wutong arrived at the bar first.

Inquiring about information was much easier this time, and we soon had definite and practical clues.

"Carlos' big fat sheep has no background haha."

Wutong couldn't help but laugh, but the pirates nearby subconsciously stayed away. They were too familiar with the madman's smile.

The sea is so big, there will always be a lot of weird accidents, and it is easier to create madmen than on land. Especially in the pirate industry, they are always very stressed.

Who would be willing to work hard as a pirate who murders, sets fire to, and robs merchant ships and moonlights as an elf hunter if he can be cast into a good child and become the second generation of a rich and powerful family, and then work hard every day?

After leaving the bar, not long after, the black-haired young man came to a street.

"Brother, come in and play"

"Handsome guy, I have something nice here."

"Little handsome boy, do you want to play some adult games?"

On this street, there are various women in every shop front, most of them are more enthusiastic to solicit customers, and the handsome Mr. Nan Xia, although he uses makeup to make his fifteen-year-old appearance a little more mature. , but the traces of childishness between the eyebrows that have not really fully opened are still seen through by some young ladies with amazing eyesight.

Wutong walked a few steps and heard the constant calls for customers in his ears. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then quickly took out a mask from his backpack and put it on.

"Hey, the handsome guy in the mask over there, come over and have a chat."

"It started on the street, but people also like the mask trick."

"Don't listen to that little bitch, come in here. Our tool store is the most comprehensive professional store on the street."

Wutong didn't squint his eyes. He didn't look down on buses, nor had he ever ridden one before, but now these sounds were somewhat interfering with his search.

Have

His eyes lit up, and he strode towards the largest store, or building, in the middle of the street.

“Oh, it’s a new face.”

"Regular customers, no need to greet you."

Wutong stuffed a large-denomination bill into the girl's breasts, and then pulled two fingers out softly and smoothly, earning a cute look from the other party.

If you have money, you can say anything.

No one tried to stop this masked man with a calm and calm posture, and one could tell at a glance that he was a regular customer. However, he attracted attention, and most people just thought he was another guy who had seen a lot of shame.

There are also many such masked parties on the Pirate Island, because occasionally some people who are not pirates come here to discuss business or spend money on the Double-Headed Snake Island, but most of them are people who are confident in their strength, and the custom street here is also quite famous.

After a few minutes.

The door was opened, then closed.

After walking a few steps, Wutong saw a large bed.

Above, four people were lying.

Three women and one man.

The three women, some old and some young, some fat and some thin, each have distinct characteristics. Some play the flute, some sit on the lotus, and some push the back. The service is very professional and thoughtful.

The man's eyes were vacant and grinning, his body was in the moment of twitching, and in his open mouth, there was a shining golden front tooth.

A stranger appeared, a young man with black hair, tall and straight, followed by a Sun Eevee with a similar temperament to him, with smooth silver fur and a somewhat cold and aloof demeanor.

"If I make a big deal, I won't be satisfied with three flights. In the past, whenever I did any business with a commission of more than seven figures, I would at least spend a few days and nights together in a holiday beach villa on an independent island. Here, it’s just me and them, sometimes it would be better to gather a dozen or so, in the sea, on the beach, on the sun loungers, on the roof of the holiday cabin, on the big tree house next to it, on the roof of the car, You still have to turn on the engine and listen to the roar of the launch. I said to you, Brother Jinya, your gameplay is really primitive, simple and boring, without any sense of art."

While the black-haired young man kept talking, he began to put on a pair of surgical gloves on his hands, and took out the medical kit from his backpack and placed it at the end of the bed.

The four people had different expressions, but without exception, their bodies were stiff and unable to move.

"Okay, let's play a game called Frankenstein first. This game is mainly based on a certain legendary story. The content is"

The black-haired young man held a scalpel in one hand and surgical scissors in the other. His chest pocket and coat pocket were filled with various surgical tools such as forceps.

He didn't want to be like this, but now his mental strength was insufficient, he was at a low ebb, and the things in front of him were important, so he had to use tools to make up for it.

The screams spread from the crack in the door to the corridor outside. Some people who heard it, including the waiters and thugs passing by, shook their heads, thinking that the big gold tooth was playing a cowardly game again.

Half an hour later, the water in the bathroom gurgled.

After a few more minutes, a young man with black hair who was clean and refreshed hugged Taiyang Ibrahimovic, who had also been forced to take a bath, and his eyes were blinded by the washing. He walked out of the bathroom, pointed his finger in the air, turned on the air conditioner to the maximum, and then threw it away. A towel for Sun Zlatan.

"Wipe yourself."

Not long after, the whirring sound of the hair dryer sounded, and one person and one pet quickly dried the hair on their bodies.

On the big bed, four people, three women and one man, fell asleep side by side with white sheets covering them.

Wutong had already gotten the information he wanted, and also got some information he didn't want. It was only because Da Jinya was too polite or because he was not very clear at the time and just wanted to tell everything he knew in one go. May alleviate the dual torture from body to soul.

"Yang Xue, come on, give me a hug."

Wutong stretched out his hand, feeling unhappy about being forced to take a bath, but Yangxue, who was feeling very happy, swung her tail and turned her head, but she honestly jumped into his warm arms, perfectly interpreting the meaning of tsundere.

He gently stroked Yang Xue's smooth and soft hair on his back with a smile on his lips.

I feel much better now.

First of all, his baby is fine and will be fine for some time to come.

After all, this thing won't be disposed of as garbage.

"Is this batch of goods being targeted because of me, or because I was targeted by this batch of goods, or both I and this batch of goods are being targeted."

Wutong walked out of the hotel. He did not intend to take advantage of the situation to pursue him. He needed a real rest for a while. He needed to sleep for a while, use a deep sleep to restore all his energy, and use the best attitude to regain what he wanted.

He may have to deal with an entire ship rather than a few individuals, so he must adjust his condition.

He can't rest yet, there is one last step before resting.

This step is not very difficult.

About twenty minutes later, we found our target at the pier.

This is a large ship, a merchant ship. It is being loaded with things. It seems that it is almost full and will set sail soon.

"Lai, Yangxue, and Nana, the three of you are still the same as before. Nana will cover, Yangxue you will follow and keep an eye on them, and Lai will be responsible for driving everyone and fighting the main battle."

Wutong released the other two elves, letting all three of them rise into the air.

"I'm going to rest, Yang Xue. If I don't contact you when the alarm time is up, you can call me, otherwise I may oversleep."

Wutong gave them the last instructions, then covered his mouth with his hand and yawned.

"Teleport"

Release Hu Di, return to the hotel, and appear directly in the room.

On the big bed, he moved Maggie Elle and Mira a little away, and then lay down in the middle, holding one in each arm, very arrogantly.

Snapped

With a snap of his fingers before going to sleep, invisible forces moved, the curtains were tightly closed, and the air conditioner was turned on. It was daytime outside, but the house was hidden in darkness.

A cargo ship left the Two-Headed Snake Island and was sailing steadily.

Its length exceeds 20 meters, reaching meters. From some data on the hull paint, we can directly see that the deadweight tonnage is tens of thousands of tons. It is a fully qualified international freighter, with containers neatly stacked on the deck.

The Two-Headed Snake Island is not just a pirate island, it is also a transit island with a good reputation. Thanks to the "island owner" on the island, there are two forces co-ruling one side. One side is controlled by a certain big boss in the alliance, black and white. Sometimes, when some maritime ships pass nearby, they will choose to stay here if they have no choice but to encounter emergencies such as lack of supplies.

Its dock is also sufficient to serve international cargo ships. In fact, there are many pirates who do not plunder every day. Most of them are the appearance of the European Age of Discovery in another world that Wutong knows, but the other way around. They are usually pirate ships, but there are no During the business, I mainly worked as a part-time bulk carrier.

In the restaurant of this freighter.

The restaurant is divided into two parts, one is the dining room for ordinary sailors, and the other is the hall. Walking in, there is a large room with luxurious decoration. The most conspicuous thing is the long table in the middle, and the ceiling hanging above the long table. Next is a big crystal lamp.

There were only three people sitting on the long square table.

"It's really disappointing. I thought there would be some resistance to this mission." The speaker was a blond man in a robe and mask holding a red wine glass in his hand. He was sighing inexplicably with a slender body and elegant movements.

The other one is a person who doesn't know whether he is a boy or a girl. He has smoky makeup, pierced earrings, and dreadlocks. His skin is bronze and his face is clean. He looks like he should be a girl, but the flat chest position makes people suspicious. , at this time, she was holding a game console in her hand, wearing earplugs, gritting her teeth and fighting hard in front of the game console screen. The chair she was sitting on also had the back of the chair facing forward. She rested her chin on it, and then the chair tilted up and swayed. To and fro.

There is nothing surprising at first sight, but if a fighter were here, he would be able to see a girl with such an improper appearance, which actually requires strong body balance control.

"White Ghost, pay attention. Everything is focused on the successful completion of the task. I don't want to lose points. If I save more, I can buy a new wife." The last person to speak was a two-meter-old man with a buzzing voice. Bald head, strong body, strong muscles, and a simple and honest face.

"Shut up, you sun elf pervert." Under the mask of the blond robed man known as the White Ghost, he rolled his eyes and vomited.