Chapter 3649： I wanted to send a rose at her funeral

Chapter 3649 I wanted to send a rose at her funeral

at the same time.

The high seas are under extreme weather, with black clouds overwhelming.

The sea looks dark and extremely dangerous in the absence of light, and the visibility at sea level is less than 100 meters. Even experienced sailors dare not take it lightly when sailing in such ghostly weather.

The sea was very stormy, most of the guests were hiding in the cabins, and there were only a few scattered figures on the deck.

A man in black, black trousers and a hood is holding a bottle of beer, leaning on the railing and looking at the sea level, drinking leisurely.

Not far from him were two crew members complaining about the extreme ghost weather.

"...the dark clouds are getting lower and lower, so there will be no thunderstorms at night."

"With the wind and the waves, it would be terrible if there was thunder and rain again. I hope God will not let us be so unlucky!"

"Hey. We are lucky. A few days ago, someone took down a large pirate organization on the high seas with iron and blood. Otherwise, this kind of ghost weather is the easiest way to run into that thing~! At least we don't have to worry about running into pirates this time... "

"You said who was the person you were looking for when there was a lot of trouble in M ​​state... I heard from my cousin from far away that a big person blocked all inbound and outbound planes and air routes for 10 hours that day. The terminal was inexplicably unsealed again."

"It's all about big shots, how can we civilians know?"

…

The young man drinking with his hands on the railing lowered his head and let out a chuckle from his throat, and suddenly said as if mocking: "They are here to arrest people."

Several crew members who were chatting while avoiding the wind and waves in the corner immediately spotted him.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering why this man would come to drink on the deck in such a ghostly weather?

Seeing that no one spoke.

The young man turned around, revealing the young and gentle face under the hood, with a smile on his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "But that man ran away."

"?"

What the **** is this man talking about!

The young man didn't care if they could understand or not, as if it was just for talking: "The man also cleaned up the pirates on the high seas, and gave the big man you called a loud slap in the face!"

"Hey." He suddenly laughed as he spoke, looking very happy: "Good fight! I've wanted to do this for a long time. Unfortunately... not the time yet. She happened to slap me this time, counting I should also thank her for letting me out, but I couldn't thank her in person, and I couldn't offer a bouquet of flowers on her grave to thank her."

According to his original plan, Qiao Nian was already dead.

He should dress up and present a beautiful flower to this legend at the funeral, it must be a delicate rose.

Because only burning red is suitable for someone like Qiao Nian, pale chrysanthemums are not suitable for her, and a pure color like white is not suitable for the dirty blood flowing on her body!

It's a pity that he failed to realize his plan, but let the other party notice the trace...

But so what?

This game has just begun, and it is too early to say who will win and who will lose.

"Who are you?" A crew member dared to ask.

The young man watched a small fish in the sea being swallowed by the black waves. He raised his eyelids and looked over, saying his name: "SEVEN."

While everyone was still looking at each other, he suddenly dropped the beer in his hand without interest, turned around and walked towards the cabin...

(end of this chapter)