Otherworldly Merchant

That's a huge claw!

It seems to be treading on the ice, but the ice is already filled with cracks like spider webs. How can it withstand this repetition?

A loud bang broke the big ice sheet and the little iceberg sank.

When it reappeared, it finally revealed who it was, a giant turtle the size of a trolley.

At the sight of the turtles, all the mercenaries shouted with joy.

A wave was deafening.

Many mercenaries had gauze strapped to their heads - apparently they had been hit by a boat by this turtle, but at this point they forgot the pain, waving their arms together and shouting out loud.

As soon as he heard the cry, Karov was more excited, as if he had added a little strength and pulled harder.

The ice between the hull and the tortoise has been completely broken. The tortoise sinks to the surface of the water, but it cannot escape. It can only wave its claws so hard that a giant wave can be lifted and the sky is laid to the boat.

But the temperature here is over 30 degrees below zero, and the water freezes to pieces as soon as it boards the ship. On the entire lower deck, it was blank and turned into a white castle.

Karov's arm had been wrapped alive in the chain into an iron roller, but he was still rolling.

The tortoise was being pulled closer and closer, more than twenty meters from the boat's side.

Rising waves propelled the boat's starboard waves, and several bold mercenaries shouted with great excitement, rushing down, turning the giant whale hunting rifle on the deck, aiming at the giant turtle.

“NO!” As soon as the whale shooter started, Pike rushed out of nowhere, yelling down from the boat building, banging his foot and kicking it in the head.

The giant gun fired and drove the tail of the wire into the river.

Pike kicked the bullet in the head a few points, rubbed the tortoise into the water and raised a wave wall.

Pike roared at the mercenaries with outrage and ran to Karov.

The two had a heated argument, and Pike pulled a gold card out of his arms and threw it on the ground angrily.

Karov picked it up and looked at it with joy, then loosened his arm, wrapped the chain around his arm, pulled the tortoise to unravel, and burst onto the deck.

The tortoise surfaced, looked far away, made a thundering noise, and turned his head and sank to the surface.

The mercenaries disappeared as soon as they saw their prey, and they were all excited. A few guys were still angry and whispered something, but given Pike's identity, nobody dared to do anything about him.

Karov laughed and wiped a big beard, took a vodka handed over by a worshipper, and as soon as it was irrigated, he threw an empty bottle out for dozens of meters and smashed it into the river, leaving with great joy.

Without the buzz, the mercenaries gradually dispersed, and those injured did not feel the pain until then, with their teeth grinning over the wounds that had just blown up because they were so excited, they went to the infirmary.

The tortoise insertion is over, and it also shows me Karov's true strength.

Liu and I looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

In front of the outsiders, we didn't say anything, but we both knew that Karov's suspicion had been dismissed - whether the molester, the murderer, or the mystery man had nothing to do with him.

From what I've just seen, the only reason this guy has so much strength is because he's studied giant spiritual skills.

The most obvious feature of cultivating giant spiritual kung fu is that when eating harsh force, red light bursts and cold air do not invade the whole body.

Those who can practice this method at the same time must be as innocent as their hearts.

Different hearts, forcibly disguised, are likely to lose their virtues or even die from a burst of muscle pulses.

And as the work continues to deepen, the temperament becomes more pure, quick and unstoppable.

With the strength he had just dragged the tortoise, he was almost at its peak, and now he can't say what a mole he is, it might even be hard to tell a lie.

The air on the river was extremely cold, and the newly burst water was tied with another layer of ice. Everyone slowly dispersed, and Liu and I went back to the room.

I packed all my apps and carefully picked out some of the more convenient and practical things to put in a small backpack.

After all, this time the destination is far underwater and it is not always convenient to carry too many things.

Another moment later, Li Mingham knocked on the door and told me that he had reached the waters, and William invited everyone to come to the conference room to discuss the specific plan.

Built on the top floor of an icebreaker, the conference room is much more spacious and luxurious than the restaurant.

A whole row of large photo frames embedded with various colored tassels hang on the wall.

The portraits there, from black and white to color, the first ones, were all paintings. Everyone looks alike, with identical golden hair, light blue deep eye sockets, and should be the ancestors of the Williams.

It seems that their family has indeed been plagued by this nightmare for a long time.

Everyone knows that the waters are approaching, and they're about to enter the ruins, so they're all here faster, less time, and they're all here.

William also briefly suggested three topics for discussion.

Firstly, how to break open the entrance to the relics, that is, the prohibition of access to the bottom of the water at all times, and how to keep the passage open so as to ensure a smooth return of the underwater group.

Secondly, how to deal with sudden-onset crises? As you can see in the video, when you approach the giant steps, the sturgeon will suddenly go wild, and what should we do about it, and what should we do about other dangers?

Thirdly, how do we rescue and assist? In the unlikely event of an unmanageable special situation in the underwater group, how can the support group rescue it?

These three questions are brief and direct to the point of gravity.

Moreover, he once again made the most solemn offer and expressed the hope that everyone would work together, which was the most powerful team their family had ever formed, and he would never hope or believe that this time it would fail.

He didn't say it clearly, but everybody knew it. What he's really trying to say is, don't hide anybody, show them all your strength and skill! If exploration fails, no one gets any benefit.

And if so many experts from all walks of life still fail, how many times do you have to come back for nothing?

With his voice falling, everyone's opinions were much more than the last two dances. It could be that the ruins of sight were right in front of him. Everyone did not want to waste this extremely rare opportunity.

Everyone was discussing it with great enthusiasm, and Li Minghan suddenly hurried in and whispered something in William's ear.