With a splashing sound, all eight people were thrown into the sea and sank without ever resurfacing.
Mao Feng's face turned pale with shock. He quickly reached behind his back and pulled out a pistol, pointing it at Zhou Xuan. He shouted in shock and anger, "What...what did you do to them?"
Zhou Xuan spread his hands, indicating, "You saw clearly what I did to them, didn't you? There's nothing to say. They wanted to throw me into the sea, and I was just returning the favor. There's nothing to regret about dying. My attitude towards people has always been: whatever others do to me, I will do back to them."
Mao Feng's face turned ashen. He frantically fired at Zhou Xuan repeatedly, but no matter how he pulled the trigger, no bullets came out of the pistol.
Zhou Xuan said calmly, "Since I dared to come here, it means that everything about you is under my control. There is no need to put up any more futile resistance. The question I asked you is, what exactly are you trying to salvage here?"
Although Mao Feng's eyes were filled with surprise, he unusually calmed down, stared at Zhou Xuan for a while, and then asked in a deep voice, "Who... exactly are you?"
At this point, Mao Feng would never have thought that Zhou Xuan was an ordinary crew member. They might have fallen into Zhou Xuan's trap. Otherwise, how could they have happened to run into their fishing boat in such a vast ocean?
They might be in disguise, waiting for me to walk into a trap. Could they be a spy organization from some country? Only such organizations have the capability and resources to deal with me, right?
Or perhaps it's the "butcher"?
The thought of "butcher" made Mao Feng tremble involuntarily.
The world's most mysterious and famous assassin organization has never failed a mission they've ever taken on. If they've set their sights on you, you're unlikely to escape. This terrifying assassin organization is even more frightening and mysterious than the special operations organizations of those countries.
Although Zhou Xuan had everything under control, he had no idea what Mao Feng was thinking. He had never heard of the name "Butcher," so he had no idea what it was.
"I don't want to tell you who I am. All I want to tell you is, if you don't tell me your purpose and what you're looking for, I'll throw you into the sea without hesitation."
As Zhou Xuan spoke, he tapped Mao Feng's chest with his finger. Mao Feng wasn't stupid; he knew to dodge, but the moment the thought crossed his mind, he felt an incomparably cold aura emanating from Zhou Xuan's finger, like a sharp knife piercing his body. He couldn't help but shiver.
Volume 1, Chapter 473: The Murderous Blade and the Fiery Meteor (Part 4)
Chapter 473 The Deadly Blade and the Fiery Meteor
Mao Feng's mercenaries were all vicious and ruthless, but he never expected that this seemingly ordinary young fisherman would be even more ruthless.
Judging from the way he dealt with himself, it really seemed to be some kind of ancient martial arts secret technique of acupressure, but the extremely cold aura in his body that made him freeze and unable to move was a bit strange.
He had also heard that the mysterious "Butcher" organization possessed assassins whose skills were beyond description. The more Mao Feng thought about it, the more convinced he became that Zhou Xuan was an assassin from this mysterious organization. And what he was looking for was a perfect asset to the assassin organization, a truly powerful addition.
Zhou Xuan, without batting an eye, calmly pushed eight defenseless people into the sea. This silent brutality sent chills down even the spine of Mao Feng, who was used to witnessing gruesome killings.
The cold aura that seeped into Mao Feng's body with Zhou Xuan's fingers froze all of his senses, but strangely enough, he could still think, speak, and move his head, while the rest of his body was completely gone.
Mao Feng's face turned deathly pale, and he asked in a trembling voice, "What...what do you want me to say?"
Zhou Xuan stared intently at him with cold, emotionless eyes, and Mao Feng couldn't help but shiver again. He then stammered, "We...we're here to salvage...to salvage a shipwreck, a cargo ship that sailed from China to Europe more than two hundred years ago, loaded with Chinese antiques..."
Zhou Xuan stared at him with cold eyes, saying nothing more. This Mao Feng could indeed be associated with salvaging shipwrecks, and perhaps he really was looking for such a shipwreck, but his ultimate goal couldn't possibly be the antiques on the shipwreck.
The simplest logic is that, judging from the current equipment and tools on the Mao Feng ship, it's more than enough for detection, but far from sufficient for salvage. The presence of that small submarine further suggests that perhaps they are simply searching for something secret.
Thinking of all this, Zhou Xuan recalled the strange knife diagram that Mao Feng had spent most of his time studying. Perhaps this was the real reason they came here.
Zhou Xuan stared at Mao Feng, his cold and murderous gaze filling Mao Feng with immense fear.
Zhou Xuan was a kind person, but countless things pushed him to the edge of explosion. No matter how kind a person is, there will be a dark side in their heart. Many normal people are the same. The reason why they can live a normal life is that the good side has prevailed and restrained and suppressed the dark side.
Zhou Xuan had experienced too many strange things and suffered too much oppression and pressure. Moreover, he was now in international waters where there was no law, and these people were obviously gangsters who killed without blinking an eye. Since they were such people, he had no reason to be polite. He subdued them and pushed them into the sea. It was like a bone stuck in his throat being pulled out. He felt incredibly relieved, and his blood rushed to his brain. He was extremely excited and had a strong urge to kill a bunch of people to vent his anger.
“A shipwreck? Heh heh…” Zhou Xuan chuckled coldly again and said, “You’re looking for a knife, aren’t you?”
Mao Feng couldn't help but exclaim "Ah!" in surprise, then looked at Zhou Xuan with a puzzled expression, wondering how he knew about this. But then he realized something: could this person really be the "Butcher's" killer? Otherwise, how would he know that he came here to find a knife?
This secret has been passed down through his family for generations and is completely unknown to outsiders. If anyone does know it, it would probably be the legendary Butcher's Organization.
Mao Feng was stunned for a long time in utter astonishment before he said in a trembling voice, "You... how did you know?"
After saying this, Mao Feng's expression undoubtedly confirmed Zhou Xuan's statement: his purpose in coming was for the strange little knife depicted in Zhou Xuan's drawings.
After a moment's thought, Zhou Xuan coldly said, "I'll give you a chance to tell me the secret of this knife. I know the secret. If you lie, I'll throw you into the sea. You'll understand the consequences."
In this area of the sea, on the vast ocean, there are very few passing ships. If he were thrown into the sea, there is no doubt that he would die. Moreover, Zhou Xuan had acupunctured him, and he would have drowned in just a few minutes, let alone wait for rescue.
Mao Feng himself was a ruthless and cold-blooded man, but he was powerless to resist Zhou Xuan. Talking to him about being ruthless was useless. This man seemed to not care about his identity or background, or the consequences of killing him. Now he was certain that if he didn't tell the truth, this man would definitely throw him into the sea. He was even more convinced that this man was the top assassin in Tu's hands. Otherwise, he wouldn't have such mysterious and terrifying skills. He had more than twenty very capable people under his command. Even those so-called special forces soldiers wouldn't fare much better in front of them. But those eight men just now were powerless against Zhou Xuan. They didn't even know how they were subdued. Then they were all pushed into the sea, leaving no trace of their bodies.
Mao Feng shivered, then struggled to speak, "I...I really...I really came to find that knife. That knife is...is...called 'Fire Meteor'."
"Fire Meteor?" Zhou Xuan murmured to himself. The name was obviously very unfamiliar to him. However, he had just told Mao Feng that he knew everything about it, so he did not show any surprise or astonishment on the surface. He just stared at him calmly, waiting for him to explain in detail again.
Mao Feng swallowed hard, trying to move his body and limbs, but he couldn't move an inch. Even moving a finger was impossible. He felt despair and looked at Zhou Xuan's cold eyes, feeling immense fear. He had no choice but to speak again.
"The Fire Meteor Blade is said to be one of the most deadly weapons in the world. I'm not entirely sure just how deadly, but I've heard that anyone who obtains it will die a violent death. From its discovery to its last appearance, the Fire Meteor Blade has only appeared about a dozen times. From its first appearance more than two thousand years ago to its last appearance more than two hundred years ago, each appearance has triggered a major bloodbath. More than two hundred years ago, a Western European merchant accidentally obtained it from a Chinese merchant, and then lost it in the sea on his way back to his country. The Fire Meteor Blade sank to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean along with that ship."
Zhou Xuan narrowed his eyes, pondering. Mao Feng's words were definitely exaggerated. He spoke of water in a vague way, but that part was still believable. However, the secrets of the Fire Meteor Blade were certainly more than that, and Mao Feng knew more than that. Should he press him further to get him to reveal more?
Zhou Xuan's silence only made Mao Feng more afraid. Although he was a ruthless man, in his area, everyone, regardless of their background, would give him face because of his powerful family. Therefore, no one dared to treat him like this, which allowed him to develop an arrogant personality. However, Zhou Xuan did not care about his background at all. Just the fact that he pushed Mao Feng's mercenary into the sea showed that he was not afraid of Mao Feng's family's revenge. That's why Mao Feng was so scared and believed that he was the super assassin in Tu's hands.
If Zhou Xuan is one of Tu Shou's men, then these actions explain why he is not afraid of Tu Shou's family. Tu Shou naturally wouldn't be afraid of any organization or family.
Mao Feng licked his lips, took a few breaths, and then said, "I...I want to drink some water first, is that alright?"
Zhou Xuan knew this guy was definitely trying to play tricks. He wouldn't give up unless he showed him some more powerful methods, so he chuckled and said, "Alright, go ahead. Come back and tell me everything after you've had your water."
After saying that, he stared at Mao Feng and said calmly, "But I'm warning you, if you break your promise and try to run away, then you're doomed. There's no going back, and I'm not going to bother with you anymore."
Mao Feng nodded quickly and said, "No, no."
But Zhou Xuan noticed his eyes darting around and realized that this guy was definitely not someone who kept his word or kept his promises. So he ignored him and turned to look at the sea outside the ship's side.
Mao Feng was puzzled. How could he move around if his acupoints weren't released? But just as he was thinking this, he felt a warmth in his hands and feet, as if he could feel something again. He was overjoyed and gently moved his hands and feet. Sure enough, he could walk and move around again, and he had returned to normal.