On the Water Snake Gang's black treasure ship, the river wind howled.
A patrolling gang member leaned against the ship's rail, bored out of his mind, smacking his lips as he chewed on jerky. His gaze swept casually over the fog-shrouded surface of the water.
The next second, a phantom-like figure emerged without a sound from the shadows behind him.
"CRACK!"
With a deeply suppressed snap, the gang member didn't even have time to let out a gurgle of warning before his neck was brutally twisted and broken by an irresistible force.
Su Yu, expressionless, caught the man's limp, collapsing body and gently laid it flat on the deck. Then, with a shift of his feet, his figure once again melted into the night like a ghost.
In less than the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, Su Yu had silently eliminated all five lookouts on deck, cutting them down like weeds.
