733: Chapter 733 I'll give you ten million!

Hearing this, two pirates immediately walked toward Ye Chen, reaching out to grab his arms.

Ye Chen didn't move.

He just smiled.

The smile was light and faint, but it made Scar feel a sudden, inexplicable jolt in his heart.

"You don't like the look of me?"

Ye Chen casually tossed the bamboo skewer in his hand, stood up, and brushed the charcoal ash off his pant legs.

"Well, I don't like the look of you either."

"Night Owl."

"Throw him off."

Night Owl gave Ye Chen an annoyed roll of her eyes.

This guy was certainly handy at ordering her around.

But she didn't refuse.

After all...

she had been wanting to stretch her muscles anyway.

Scar was stunned for a moment, then laughed in extreme anger: "Just her? She wants to throw me..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his pupils suddenly constricted.

Because Night Owl had abruptly raised her leg.

Scar only felt a blur before his eyes, and a sharp, fierce gust of wind rushed toward his face.

The next second.

A black boot kicked him in the chest.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, Scar's body violently curled into the shape of a shrimp. His feet left the ground, and he flew backward.

Then, he flew past the stairwell, past the railing, and finally fell into the sea.

Water splashed everywhere.

The entire scene fell into dead silence.

The remaining dozen or so pirates stood blankly in place, guns still raised, but each of them looked as if they had been hit with a paralysis spell, not daring to move an inch.

Good grief!

With just one kick, their boss had been sent flying?

Scar was struggling desperately in the sea, choking on several mouthfuls of seawater, and screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Shoot! Open fire for me!"

The pirates on the deck finally snapped out of it and their fingers began to press down on the triggers.

However, Night Owl was faster than them.

Her figure vanished from where she stood again, weaving through the dozen or so pirates like a ghost.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The dull thuds were as dense as firecrackers. Not a single one of the dozen or so pirates was still standing.

They were all lying on the ground, wailing everywhere.

Night Owl retracted her leg, brushed off her pant leg, and walked back to Ye Chen's side with an expressionless face.

"Finished stretching."

"Hmm, you've recovered well!" Ye Chen praised. "Could you please go and take care of the rest? Consider it doing a good deed."

Qian Duofu was squatting on the ground, completely dumbfounded.

Originally, he thought it was already incredibly badass that Ye Chen could take bullets.

But he never expected... that the woman beside him was also this badass?

A single person took down a dozen fully armed pirates?

The most absurd part was... that young man actually told her to go and take care of the other pirates?

So, in the eyes of others, this was a completely hopeless situation, but in the eyes of Ye Chen and his group, it was just an everyday occurrence.

It wasn't even as important as eating skewers?

However, Ye Chen tossed the finished skewer aside and whistled at Night Owl: "Hey... why don't you just take care of that group downstairs while you're at it!"

"You only know how to make me work."

Night Owl glanced at Ye Chen and turned to walk toward the stairwell.

Qian Duofu was still squatting on the ground, watching Night Owl's back disappear into the stairwell, still unable to recover from his shock.

Ye Chen sat back down in his chair, picked up a skewer of chicken gizzards, and took a bite.

"It's cold."

He held up the chicken gizzards toward Yi Yue, "Yue Yue, help me heat this up."

Yi Yue smiled slightly: "You, really, when is it, and you're still thinking about food."

"Heaven and earth are vast, but eating is the most important thing." Ye Chen said matter-of-factly.

Yi Yue shook her head, took Ye Chen's chicken gizzards, and started to reheat them.

...

Downstairs, a commotion erupted.

The two hundred or so passengers squatting on the deck watched with wide-eyed astonishment as a black figure wove through the crowd.

That's right!

Weaving!

No one could clearly see the figure's movements.

Night Owl's movements were clean and efficient, without a single flashy flourish.

One punch, and a pirate fell to the ground.

One kick, and another pirate was sent flying.

Those fully armed pirates were like paper dolls in front of her, not even having the chance to pull the trigger.

"Monster... this woman is a monster!"

Skinny Monkey was scared out of his wits and turned to run.

Before he had run two steps, his collar was grabbed by a slender hand.

Night Owl lifted him up with one hand and walked to the railing like she was carrying a little chick.

"Don't... don't! Please, don't..."

"Splash!"

Before Skinny Monkey could finish his words, he was already in the sea.

In less than five minutes, not a single one of the forty-some pirates was still standing on the deck.

Some were lying on the deck wailing, some were hanging on the railing unable to move, and even more were struggling in the sea.

Night Owl stood in the center of the deck, looking around to confirm there were no fish that slipped through the net, then clapped her hands and turned to walk toward the upper deck.

Behind her, the two hundred or so passengers were deathly silent.

Everyone watched as that cold figure disappeared into the stairwell, and for a long while, no one spoke.

...

Upper deck.

Night Owl walked back to the barbecue area and sat down in a chair.

Ye Chen handed her a freshly grilled beef skewer: "You've worked hard."

Night Owl glanced at him, took the meat skewer, and took a bite.

"It's alright, not too tiring."

Yi Yue smiled slightly and handed her a skewer of grilled chives.

Just then, "Clatter, clatter, clatter—" A burst of hurried footsteps came from the stairwell.

Everyone looked toward the sound.

They saw Young Master Mu Qingshan emerge from the cabin, walk a few steps to stand in front of Night Owl, and speak.

"Woman, I see you can fight."

"Five million! I'll give you five million, from now on, follow me and be my Bodyguard!"

"As long as you nod, the money will be transferred immediately!"

The passengers hiding in the distance and secretly watching all widened their eyes.

Five million to hire a Bodyguard?

This young master of the Mu family is truly wealthy and arrogant!

However, Night Owl looked at him, expressionless.

In those cold, piercing eyes, there was no excitement, no mockery, not even a ripple of emotion.

She just looked at Young Master Mu Qingshan like that, as if she were looking at a dead man.

Young Master Mu Qingshan felt creeped out by her gaze, but he still toughed it out: "What? Not enough? Then ten million!"

Night Owl finally spoke.

"Take that ten million of yours and go buy yourself a grave."

As the words fell, Young Master Mu Qingshan's face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

Night Owl, however, had already ignored him and continued eating the lamb skewers.

Young Master Mu Qingshan stood there, looking as if he had been struck by lightning, completely stunned.

He offered ten million to hire someone as a Bodyguard, and the other party not only didn't appreciate it but also told him to save it to buy himself a grave?

What the hell kind of move was this?

He turned around abruptly, wanting to lash out, but saw Night Owl sitting beside Ye Chen, eating meat skewers quietly, as if nothing had just happened.

And that young man was currently looking at him with a smile.

Young Master Mu Qingshan felt a chill down his back and swallowed all the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He gritted his teeth and slunk back into the cabin.

Soon, the captain, accompanied by several crew members, rushed onto the upper deck, panting.

He walked quickly to Night Owl, stood still, and then bowed deeply.

"Lady! Thank you! Thank you for saving everyone on our ship!"

Night Owl said indifferently: "It was just a casual effort."

The captain straightened up, his face full of sincerity.

"Lady, may I ask your honorable name?"

"I must report this to the company and award you the title of Honorary Passenger, along with a bonus..."

"No need." Ye Chen interrupted him. "If you really want to do something, just handle those pirates on the deck so they don't scare the other passengers. Also, continue on, we're in a hurry."

The captain was stunned for a moment, then nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, yes! I'll go handle it right away! I'll go handle it right away!"

Saying this, the captain took the crew members to deal with the aftermath on the deck.

Those pirates who had been knocked unconscious were dragged away one by one, tied together in a string with ropes, and piled up on the deck at the stern.

In less than an hour, everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Only those passengers who had been squatting on the deck trembling for half a day were still immersed in the daze of having survived a disaster.

The cruise ship set sail again.

The captain announced to all passengers over the broadcast: "Dear passengers, please note that the pirate incident has been properly resolved. Please rest assured, the ship will continue to sail according to the original route, and it is expected that there will be no delay in arriving at the destination."

After the broadcast ended, the atmosphere on the ship gradually relaxed.

However, whenever everyone passed by the upper deck, they would unconsciously look up at those few people by the railing.

In their eyes, there was nothing but awe.

Ye Chen was completely oblivious, took three more lamb skewers from the barbecue area, handed one to Yi Yue, and took a bite of one himself.

"This chef's skills are really good. Later, I'll ask the captain if we can poach him."

Night Owl's mouth twitched: "Is that all you care about?"

"What do you know?" Ye Chen said with a serious face, "A good chef is harder to find than a Heaven Realm expert."

Night Owl was speechless.

Fortunately, it was dinner time.

Ye Chen clapped his hands: "Let's go, let's go eat."

Yi Yue and Night Owl followed him downstairs.

When they passed the second-floor deck, Young Master Mu Qingshan happened to come out of the cabin and bumped into the three of them head-on.

His expression stiffened, and he subconsciously stepped aside, but the resentment in his eyes could not be hidden no matter what.

Ye Chen glanced at him, said nothing, and walked past him while holding Yi Yue's hand.

Young Master Mu Qingshan stood in place, his fists clenched, making a creaking sound.

The Bodyguard behind him leaned in: "Young Master, that kid..."

"Shut up."

Watching the direction where the three disappeared, Young Master Mu Qingshan gritted his teeth, "I've already had people investigate his background. Once I find out, I'll settle the score with him."

The Bodyguard nodded hurriedly, not daring to say another word.