Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1867 - 1745: You Fell Into My Trap_2

"Haha, this is awesome, this is the true Divine Weapon!"

"Even a broken sword is so impressive, if this sword were complete, it would defy the heavens."

"But even just this broken sword is amazing enough."

Song Yun was ecstatic, he wrapped the broken sword in cloth and put it away, then followed the yacht’s underwater lights and swam towards the yacht.

Splash.

Song Yun surfaced and climbed onto the yacht.

Wang Jiu saw him coming up and breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Song, you scared us to death; we almost thought you wouldn’t make it. Did you find the thing?"

"Alas, it seems like it can’t be found."

Song Yun shook his head, not revealing the truth.

"I’ll take a shower and change clothes first, let’s return now."

Song Yun said to Wang Jiu and then walked towards the cabin, returning to his room.

After showering and changing clothes, he closed the door and carefully examined the black broken sword in his hand.

The sword faintly emitted a black glow; he felt a spark at the heart and decided to name it Black Light Sword.

Moreover, since the sword is a treasure, he can’t be boastful about it. He planned to make a sheath when he returned to Yanjing, to keep it with him, and won’t expose it unless absolutely necessary.

After playing with the Black Light Sword for a while, Song Yun put the sword away and left the cabin.

Wang Jiu asked the sailor to start the ship, standing on the deck enjoying the sea breeze.

Seeing Song Yun come out, he said: "Mr. Song, don’t be too dejected about not finding the item."

Song Yun smiled and said: "I’m fine, coming here was just to fulfill a wish."

Wang Jiu said: "Right, this vast ocean; dropping something in and wanting to find it is almost impossible. By the way, Mr. Song, what job do you do, seeing your amazing diving skills earlier?"

"I’m a diving instructor." Song Yun bragged.

The two chatted, and before they knew it, the yacht had arrived at the port.

By now, it was dark outside, the port was quiet, and the yacht slowly came to a steady stop by the side.

"This is your reward."

Song Yun took out fifty thousand yuan from his bag and handed it to Wang Jiu.

Wang Jiu was surprised: "Wasn’t it agreed to be thirty thousand, why is there an extra twenty thousand?"

"The extra twenty thousand is a bonus from me, thank you for chatting with me." Song Yun smiled and forcefully placed the money in Wang Jiu’s hand.

"Thank you"

Wang Jiu, holding the money, was somewhat excited, continually thanking Song Yun.

He called over the two sailors: "Xiao Dong, Xiao Luo, come, fifteen thousand each for you."

"Brother Jiu, we don’t want the money; your daughter needs the money for her treatment, you should keep it."

"Yes, get your daughter treated first."

Xiao Dong and Xiao Luo did not take the money from Wang Jiu.

Song Yun asked curiously: "Old Wang, what’s wrong with your daughter?"

"Nothing much." Wang Jiu laughed dryly but clearly looked worried.

Xiao Dong quickly said: "Brother Jiu’s daughter has polio and can’t stand up; he’s been raising money for her treatment."

Song Yun thought for a moment and said to Wang Jiu: "Old Wang, do you have a POS machine?"

"Why?" Wang Jiu looked puzzled.

Song Yun said: "I’m going to swipe 500,000 for you; you take it to treat your daughter."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiu, Xiao Dong, and Xiao Luo were all stunned.

After regaining his senses, Wang Jiu waved his hand: "We’ve only just met, how can I take so much money from you? Besides, you’ve already given me fifty thousand; that’s a lot."

Song Yun chuckled: "I’ve had a very pleasant trip, and I’m very grateful to you guys; this 500,000 is also part of the reward you deserve."

"But..."

"Enough, don’t decline, give me an account, I’ll transfer it to you now."

"No..."

"What’s with the no, if you’re not willing, I’ll just go get cash now."

Song Yun patted Wang Jiu’s shoulder and laughed: "Old Wang, don’t mind; as a rich guy like me, you should seize the opportunity to extort me, hahaha..."

Wang Jiu looked at Song Yun’s cheerful demeanor, feeling a rush of emotion in his heart.

He wanted the money for his daughter’s treatment.

Yet he couldn’t bear to gain from Song Yun’s generosity without merit.

After a moment of silence, he said to Song Yun: "Alright, I’ll write an IOU for you; I’ll pay you back when I have money in the future."

"Okay, okay."

Song Yun didn’t refuse either, just tearing up the IOU would suffice, especially since Wang Jiu couldn’t find him.

Wang Jiu turned around and headed towards the cabin, intending to fetch pen and paper.

At that moment, a cruise ship docked nearby suddenly charged towards them.

Clang!

The cruise ship rammed directly into the ship Song Yun was on, and Wang Jiu jumped up in anger: "Damn, who’s crazy here, the ship is damaged, the boss will surely fire me."

Speaking thus, Wang Jiu walked towards the adjacent cruise ship, followed by Xiao Dong and Xiao Luo.

They were familiar with most of the port staff and intended to reason with them.

With the two cruise ships close together, they leapt across in a single bound.

Then, a man emerged from the cruise ship, dressed in a suit, his face appeared ghastly pale under the night, resembling a zombie, startling the trio.

"Who are you? How do you steer the ship? Just started working here? Haven’t seen you before?"

Wang Jiu fired off a barrage of questions.

The man glanced at Wang Jiu and walked over.

Wang Jiu shouted: "What do you intend to do?"

The man said nothing, suddenly grasping Wang Jiu’s throat and squeezing hard.

Crack.

The man with the ghastly pale face squeezed Wang Jiu’s throat until it caved in, his entire neck shrunk markedly.

Before Wang Jiu realized what was happening, he was already dead.

The man casually tossed Wang Jiu aside, he crashed against the cruise ship’s railing and fell into the sea, the fifty thousand yuan bills from his pocket scattered, floating on the surface.

"Damn, you actually knocked out Brother Jiu."

"I’ll fight you to the death."

Xiao Dong and Xiao Luo hesitated briefly, then flew into rage, unaware that Wang Jiu was dead, they charged at the man.

"Don’t go, come back quickly."

Song Yun’s expression changed, knowing Xiao Dong and Xiao Luo weren’t a match for that man, he hastily shouted to stop them while charging towards the cruise ship.

Although Xiao Dong and Xiao Luo heard Song Yun’s words, they paid no heed, only wanting to avenge Wang Jiu.

"Useless!"

The man looked indifferent, sneering disdainfully as he sent both hands forward and gripped Xiao Dong and Xiao Luo’s throats.

In the same manner, he crushed their throats and tossed them into the sea.

Watching the three corpses floating on the surface, Song Yun’s face darkened.

The man was ruthless, killing without a blink, Wang Jiu and his two companions were just ordinary folk, yet they were murdered so mercilessly.

Song Yun looked at the man and asked coldly: "Why did you kill them?"

The man sneered: "Just some worthless rubbish, useless alive, of course I kill them when I want! What, you want revenge? Is it worth it for a few ants?"

Song Yun’s gaze grew colder, he asked gravely: "Who are you?"

The man looked at Song Yun and replied in a condescending tone: "My name is Qinghu, remember it well, or you wouldn’t even know who killed you."

Song Yun asked again: "What brings you here?"

Qinghu replied: "You killed our envoy, Guy. You are the enemy of Poker, therefore, you must die!"

Poker’s people!

Song Yun’s heart skipped a beat, he scrutinized the man.

If he could kill Guy, the opponent surely wouldn’t send mere cannon fodder to die but would find someone similar or equal to him.

Song Yun shouted coldly, drew the Seven Kills Ghost Dagger, and attacked Qinghu.

"Foolish!"

Qinghu sneered, coming at Song Yun barehanded, flicking his fingers at Song Yun’s dagger.

To him, Song Yun’s skills were nothing special, easily beatable.

As Qinghu’s fingers were about to flick Song Yun’s dagger, Song Yun suddenly changed his move, twisting the blade towards Qinghu’s fingers.

"Ah! You’re not the level stated in the data, you’ve actually broken through!"

Qinghu’s expression shifted, hurriedly retracting his hand, but he was still a beat too slow, losing his index finger to Song Yun’s blade.

A segment of finger fell onto the deck, Song Yun kicked it into the sea, smiling at Qinghu: "Sorry, you’ve fallen for it."

Qinghu then realized Song Yun had intentionally held back his strength to lure him into the trap.

"Song Yun, I will definitely kill you."

Qinghu cursed, not rushing to attack but instead showed a hideous expression, turned and jumped where the finger fell, plunging into the sea.

A silhouette swam towards the depths, followed by Song Yun diving in.

He wouldn’t let Qinghu off, this person was powerful, surely high-ranking in Poker; once captured, Song Yun could interrogate information about Poker.