731: Chapter 731 "So it turns out I've been living in a peaceful and prosperous country all along!"

The passengers in the distance snapped awake, letting out a series of screams.

The next second.

A bullet struck Ye Chen in the chest.

Everyone expected that the following scene would be one of flying flesh and splattered blood.

However.

A bizarre scene unfolded...

The moment that bullet tip struck Ye Chen's skin, it was as if it had hit an indestructible alloy steel plate, and it was forcefully deflected away.

The bullet tip tumbled a few times in mid-air before falling onto the deck, finally coming to a stop at Young Master Mu Qingshan's feet.

The entire scene fell into a deathly silence.

A silence like death.

The hand holding the Desert Eagle belonging to Young Master Mu Qingshan began to tremble violently.

He looked down at the deformed bullet tip at his feet, then raised his head to look at the spot on Ye Chen's chest where he had been shot.

The clothes had a small hole, revealing the bronze skin underneath.

There wasn't even a red mark on that skin.

Let alone a wound, not even a trace was left behind.

"This... how is this possible?!"

Young Master Mu Qingshan's pupils shook violently, his face written with disbelief.

The Desert Eagle in his hand was a large-caliber pistol; one shot could kill a cow!

It hit Ye Chen, and it didn't even break the skin?

The bullet was even deflected?

Is he even human???

Ye Chen looked down at his clothes, which had been pierced by the bullet, and frowned slightly.

"My girlfriend bought me this piece of clothing; it's very expensive."

He raised his head and looked at Young Master Mu Qingshan, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

"You compensate me."

Young Master Mu Qingshan was completely stunned.

The Desert Eagle in his hand was still emitting wisps of smoke, the temperature of the barrel having not yet dissipated.

He had lived for twenty-eight years and had seen arrogant people, but he had never seen anyone this arrogant.

Someone aimed a gun at his chest and shot him, yet his first reaction wasn't anger or fear, but to ask for compensation for his clothes?

Young Master Mu Qingshan's mind went blank: "You... what kind of monster are you?!"

Ye Chen looked at him and spoke indifferently.

"Who I am is not important; what's important is that you just shot me with a gun."

He stepped toward Young Master Mu Qingshan.

Young Master Mu Qingshan gazed at Ye Chen as if gazing at an ancient ferocious beast.

He wanted to run.

But his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't take a single step.

He wanted to fire his gun.

His finger was on the trigger, but it felt as if it had been welded shut; he couldn't pull it no matter what.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he didn't dare to.

That shot just now had proven that this man's body couldn't even be pierced by a bullet.

What difference would firing another shot make?

Young Master Mu Qingshan's mental defenses completely collapsed.

The Desert Eagle in his hand dropped to the ground, his legs went weak, and he fell directly to his knees.

"Don't... don't come over..."

He knelt on the ground, frantically shrinking backward, his buttocks scraping a mark on the ground, his face full of fear.

Those Bodyguards who were still wailing on the ground just moments ago, seeing their young master in this state, all turned ashen-faced, not even daring to wail anymore, shrinking on the ground and trembling.

The passengers on the deck who were hiding in the distance and peeking were also completely dumbfounded at this moment.

Someone rubbed their eyes, thinking they were hallucinating.

Someone opened their mouth wide, their jaw almost hitting the ground.

Others directly took out their phones and started filming frantically, muttering to themselves: "Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! Is this even human?"

Qian Duofu stood to the side, looking as if he had been struck by lightning, dumbfounded as a wooden chicken.

Just a moment ago, he had thought this young man was bragging, talking about being a Deputy Team Leader of the Dragon Kingdom, and saying he was going to follow them to the Pirate Island.

And now?

A person who could take a bullet with his bare body, saying he was a Deputy Team Leader of the Dragon Kingdom—could that be fake?

Even if it were fake...

That is still not an ordinary person!

Qian Duofu's scalp felt numb.

Just at this moment.

"Wooo—"

A piercing alarm bell suddenly exploded over the entire cruise ship, and the red alarm lights began to flash frantically.

The passengers on the deck were stunned for a moment, and then the chaos erupted.

"What's going on? Why did the alarm ring?"

"Could it be a fire?"

"Fire my ass! If there was a fire, wouldn't there be smoke?"

Terrified discussions rose one after another, and some people started rushing toward the cabins, the scene turning chaotic for a moment.

Ye Chen frowned slightly and turned his head to look at Night Owl: "What's the situation?"

Night Owl's expression darkened slightly.

"This is a pirate alarm."

"According to international maritime conventions, this alarm rhythm means they've discovered..."

"A pirate ship."

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, then a strange expression appeared on his face.

"So exciting?"

"We've only just left the Dragon Kingdom's territorial waters, and we've already encountered pirates?"

To be honest.

He had only ever seen pirates in the news before—Somali pirates, Malacca pirates—and always felt that was something from another world.

Now, it's actually happening, and he's encountered them in person.

Ye Chen rested his hands on the railing, gazing at the place where the sea and sky met in the distance, and suddenly sighed.

"I used to think that in this prosperous age, these things had long gone extinct."

"So... it turns out I've just been living in a land of peace and prosperity all along."

Yi Yue: "..."

Night Owl: "..."

Good grief!

Why does it feel like he's being sarcastic?

At this moment, someone on the deck shouted: "Over there! There's a ship over there!"

Everyone's gaze turned in unison.

On the sea in the distance, three gray-black speedboats were heading toward the cruise ship at an extremely fast speed.

The speedboats were not flying any flags, and their hulls were rusty, but their propulsion systems had clearly been modified, making them more than twice as fast as ordinary speedboats.

There were over a dozen people standing on each speedboat, all wearing mismatched camouflage uniforms, holding various types of rifles.

The bow of the leading speedboat even had a heavy machine gun mounted on it.

The passengers on the ship were completely panicked.

"Pirates! They really are pirates!"

"Oh my god! Are we going to die?"

"Help! Someone save me!"

...

Everyone inside the entire ferry was panicked.

Some people started running frantically toward the cabins, some crouched in corners trembling, and others sat slumped on the deck, their faces as pale as paper.

Just at this moment.

A middle-aged man wearing a white captain's uniform rushed onto the deck with a few crew members.

His face was livid, and he was holding a megaphone, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"All passengers please pay attention! All passengers please pay attention!"

"Return to your cabins immediately! Lock the doors and windows!"

"Repeat! Return to your cabins immediately! Lock the doors and windows!"

The captain's voice echoed through the megaphone.

He was an old seaman who had been sailing for decades, having seen storms, heavy rain, and even pirates.

But previously, it had always been in news reports or on ocean-going cargo ships.

A luxury cruise ship encountering pirates...

This was his first time encountering such a thing.

Those passengers who were still scurrying around on the deck became even more panicked upon hearing the captain's call.

Some people squeezed desperately toward the stairwell, some ran downward, scrambling and crawling, not even bothering to pick up their shoes when they fell off.

Qian Duofu stood next to the barbecue area, the fat on his face trembling.

He looked at the pirate ships getting closer and closer, then looked at Ye Chen, who was leaning against the railing without moving, and felt completely numb.

"Little... little brother, why aren't you running yet?"

"The captain said to return to the cabins!"

Ye Chen turned his head to look at him and smiled: "No rush, let's watch first."

Qian Duofu's mouth twitched several times.

Watch?

Watch what? Watch how the pirates kill people?

He wanted to say something, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and just stayed behind.

Because...

The way Ye Chen just took that bullet was too heaven-defying!

Maybe he could perform something even more heaven-defying?

Before long.

The number of people on the deck grew fewer and fewer.

In less than two minutes, the deck was empty.

Only Ye Chen, Yi Yue, and Night Owl remained.

Night Owl stood beside Ye Chen, gazing at the pirate ships getting closer in the distance, and spoke expressionlessly.

"Three speedboats, fifteen to twenty people per boat, equipped with light weapons, and one heavy machine gun."

"This configuration doesn't look like regular pirates; it looks more like a ragtag group."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow: "A ragtag group? Then they've got guts, daring to hijack a luxury cruise ship?"

"Luxury cruise ships are large targets with many passengers and plenty of spoils."

Night Owl said indifferently, "And the security forces on such cruise ships are usually very weak; a few security guards and a few water cannons simply can't stop armed pirates."

"As long as they successfully board the ship and control the captain and passengers, the shipping company will have no choice but to obediently pay the ransom."

Ye Chen nodded thoughtfully.

"So that's how it is."

"However..."

"Their luck today is not very good."

Upon hearing this, Night Owl had a strange look on her face.

Indeed.

Their luck isn't just not very good; it's terrible...

To be targeted by Ye Chen, this group of people can consider themselves unlucky.

Ye Chen glanced at Night Owl: "Hmm? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing," Night Owl shrugged, "I just think... someone is starting to act inhuman again."

"Am I that kind of person?" Ye Chen said displeased.

Night Owl sneered: "Aren't you? You know what kind of drugs you used to control me back then, don't you?"

Ye Chen was speechless.

He hadn't drugged her at all.

It was entirely because she herself had killed her own ex-wife, causing the aftereffects of the Houtu Inheritance to transfer onto her.

He had at least been merciful enough to tell her how to turn those aftereffects into "motivation" for cultivation!

This woman, she's burning the bridge after crossing it!