739: Chapter 739 The essence of music is frequency!

"A... a little bit?!" Qian Duofu's mouth twitched several times.

That's what you call a little bit?

There were at least a hundred sharks on the sea surface, their dense dorsal fins looking like a moving black forest, sealing off the entire sea area.

This is what you call a little bit?

Wait!

Is that the point?

The point is...

Holy crap!

This Mr. Ye, actually! Actually! Actually! Can really summon sharks!

What kind of concept is this?

He swallowed his saliva and asked tremblingly: "Mr... Mr. Ye, how did you do that?"

Ye Chen glanced at him and smiled.

"Music knows no borders."

Qian Duofu was stunned: "Huh?"

Ye Chen leaned against the railing, his gaze falling on the sharks still swimming on the sea surface, and said lightly.

"Do you know what music is?"

Qian Duofu shook his head desperately.

Although he was a nouveau riche businessman and had heard plenty of music, those were all singing or playing instruments; he had never heard of music being able to control sharks.

Ye Chen continued.

"The essence of music is frequency."

"Different frequencies correspond to different creatures."

"As long as you find that frequency, you can establish a connection with them."

He paused, raised his hands, curled his fingers, and made the same gesture as before.

"The sound I just made is a type of frequency."

"It can travel very far in the ocean, the sharks can receive it, and they understood it."

Qian Duofu's brain exploded with a buzz.

Understood?

The sharks understood?

He stuttered and asked: "You... you mean, you used music to talk to the sharks?"

"Something like that." Ye Chen nodded. "But it's not talking; it's establishing a kind of resonance."

"When your frequency matches their biological frequency, they will treat you as one of their own, or rather, treat you as... their king."

Qian Duofu was completely bewildered.

Treat the sharks as one of their own?

Be the king of the sharks?

The look he gave Ye Chen had already changed from worship to awe, and from awe to fear.

What kind of monster is this man?

He can take bullets with his bare body, and now he can control sharks with music?

Is he even human?

Yi Yue stood to the side, listening to Ye Chen's explanation, and a flash of realization crossed her eyes.

Although she didn't understand cultivation, she understood music.

The feeling Ye Chen spoke of was something she had vaguely experienced when playing the piano.

When her fingers touched the keys, and the notes flowed from her fingertips, she sometimes felt that those notes were not just sounds, but something that could touch the soul.

It's just that she had never thought that such a thing could be used to control sharks.

Night Owl stood before the helm, and the hand gripping the steering wheel finally relaxed.

A complex light flashed in her eyes as she looked at Ye Chen.

This man could always surprise people.

No, not a surprise.

It was a shock.

"Let's go."

Ye Chen clapped his hands, picked up the bowl of fish soup that had gone cold, and took a sip.

"Keep moving forward."

"Don't waste time."

"We have sharks paving the way for us."

Night Owl withdrew her gaze and gripped the steering wheel again.

The yacht continued forward, passing through the sea surface stained red by the sharks, and sailed toward Thor Island.

On the sea, those sharks swam along both sides of the yacht like loyal guards, escorting this small white boat toward the island occupied by pirates.

Qian Duofu lay on the railing, watching those black dorsal fins close at hand, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

"Mr... Mr. Ye, they won't attack us, right?"

"They won't." Ye Chen didn't even raise his head. "I told them we are friends."

Qian Duofu swallowed his saliva and asked cautiously: "Can... can you tell them to stay a little further away from us? I'm a little... scared."

Ye Chen glanced at him and smiled.

"Boss Qian, didn't you just say that even if it were hell, you would follow me to explore it?"

Qian Duofu's face stiffened, and he gave two dry laughs: "I... I did say that, but there aren't this many sharks in hell..."

Yi Yue pursed her lips and smiled, shaking her head.

This Qian Duofu is a hero in words, but a coward at heart.

On the deck of the Ocean Princess.

One-Eyed Dragon finally came back to his senses.

He turned around abruptly, grabbed Er Gou by the collar, and lifted him off the ground.

"What exactly is the background of the people on that boat?!"

Er Gou was trembling with fear and stuttered: "I... I don't know, Boss! I... I only know they came down from this cruise ship!"

One-Eyed Dragon suddenly released Er Gou's collar, and near-maniacal rage erupted from his single eye.

"Everyone! Get ready for me!"

He turned around and roared at the pirates on the deck who were also dumbfounded.

"Blow that ship to pieces for me! Blow it up!!!"

"I don't care what his background is! I don't care what kind of sorcery he has!"

"Today, he must sink!!!"

He had no feud with the people on the speedboat.

But... he felt fear of the unknown.

Therefore.

It must be eliminated.

The pirates' eyes were full of fear.

The scene just now was simply too terrifying.

Over a hundred sharks, three speedboats, a dozen accomplices, they vanished without even creating a splash.

Now they are asked to deal with that monster who can summon sharks?

Isn't this sending them to their deaths?

"What are you still standing there for?!"

Seeing his subordinates unmoved, One-Eyed Dragon's anger grew, and he grabbed the collar of the nearest pirate, spraying spittle all over his face.

"If you don't act now, I'll blow your head off first!"

The pirate was so scared his face turned pale, and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Boss! I'm going! I'm going right now!"

He turned and ran, waving at the other pirates as he ran.

"Quick! Everyone get ready! Load your guns and cannons! Aim at that yacht!"

The pirates finally moved.

Some rushed to the heavy machine guns mounted on the railing, some shouldered rocket launchers, some picked up rifles, and others ran into the cabin to drag out two small mortars that were originally placed on their own speedboats.

In less than two minutes, a dozen heavy machine guns, four rocket launchers, two mortars, and dozens of rifles were all aimed at the white yacht on the sea.

One-Eyed Dragon stood at the bow of the ship, raising his right hand high, his eyes full of ferocity.

"Aim—"

The pirates on the deck held their breath, fingers resting on the triggers.

"Fire!!!"

One-Eyed Dragon's hand dropped violently.

"Da!"

"Da da!!!"

"Da da da!!!"

The heavy machine guns fired first, bullets pouring out like a rainstorm, covering the white yacht in an overwhelming manner.

The rocket launchers followed closely, dragging orange-red exhaust flames, cutting through the night sky, and heading straight for the yacht.

The mortars also roared, the shells drawing parabolas in the air and falling toward the yacht.

The sound of rifle fire was as dense as firecrackers, and the bullets wove into a net of death in the night sky.

The entire sea surface was lit up by the gunfire.

On the white yacht.

Seeing the bullets and shells coming in an overwhelming tide, Qian Duofu was scared out of his wits.

"It's over!"

He dived into the cabin, hugged his head with both hands, and crouched in the corner, trembling.

Night Owl stood at the helm, gripping the steering wheel with both hands, her brows furrowed.

She didn't dodge.

Because she knew, dodging was useless.

The range covered by those bullets and shells was too large, and there was no way for this yacht to avoid them all.

After all.

The bullets were just too dense!

She subconsciously turned her head and looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen stood at the bow, holding Yi Yue, facing the overwhelming firepower, motionless.

The sea breeze blew his white T-shirt, flapping loudly.

His expression didn't change at all.

"Sometimes, I don't want to show off, but I have no choice..."

As soon as the sigh fell.

"Boom!!!"

The sea surface exploded violently.

Dozens of sharks leaped out from under the sea surface simultaneously, their massive bodies drawing silver-black arcs under the moonlight, acting like moving barriers, blocking the front of the yacht.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff—"

The bullets hit the sharks, blood splattering.

But those sharks seemed not to feel pain, leaping out of the water one after another, using their bodies to block all the bullets.

Rocket shells hit the sharks' bodies, exploding with a bang, flesh flying everywhere.

But more sharks surged up from under the sea, filling the gaps.

Shells fell on the sea, blasting up columns of water several meters high.

But the shark school still didn't retreat; they were like they had gone crazy, desperately leaping out of the water, desperately using their bodies to block those lethal fires.

In just over ten seconds.

The sea surface had already been stained red by the sharks' blood.

At least twenty or thirty sharks had been killed by bullets or blown to pieces by shells, their remains floating on the sea, shocking to the eye.

But the remaining sharks not only didn't run away but became even crazier.

They seemed to be driven by some force, completely surpassing biological instinct, disregarding life and death to execute their mission...

Like dead soldiers!

The most ridiculous part is.

One shark died, and a whole group quickly emerged.

So much so that.

The sharks didn't decrease but increased, with more and more shark schools surging over.

That scene...

Was simply incredible!!!