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Two hours later, the smuggling boat docked at the coast.

Several Coast Guard patrol boats approached quickly. The bright lights pierced through the dark night and shone on the dilapidated fishing boats.

"This is the Coast Guard."

"The fishing boat ahead has stopped for inspection.”

"I repeat, stop the fishing boat ahead for inspection.”

After a few warnings, the fishing boat did not respond. It still docked there quietly.

"Let's go up and take a look."

The squad leader on the patrol boat, Jobson, frowned and signaled to the nearby team members.

The patrol boat slowly approached, and several fully armed coast guards boarded the boat.

"Captain, there's no one on the ship.”

A moment later, a coast guard looked at the empty fishing boat, his hand holding the walkie-talkie trembling.

"Impossible!"

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Exclamations from Coast Guard members 0.02

Exclamations from Coast Guard members 0.02

Exclamations from Coast Guard Captain Gipson 1

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Upon hearing the system notification, Lu Cheng, who was walking in a dark alley, paused in his tracks and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

After leaving the smuggling ship, he went to the famous Hell's Kitchen to recruit a few capable subordinates.

After all, he didn't have any identity information when he was dressed in Marvel, so it was inconvenient for him to do things.

"Let's go find Mrs. Gao first."

Thinking of the trading location that the captain had mentioned, Lu Cheng continued to walk forward.

Compared to the Upper East Side, Hell's Kitchen was filled with desolation and decadence.

A gorgeous woman in revealing clothes leaned against the street lamp, smoking a low-quality cigarette in her mouth. The dim yellow light was weak, attracting a group of buzzing insects.

A few vagrants in ragged clothes hugged wine bottles and squatted in a dark corner. Their gazes were filled with malice as they looked at Lu Cheng, but they did not dare to go forward.

"The Blood Strike Marquis 'appearance is very intimidating.”

Lu Cheng felt the malicious gazes around him and smiled nonchalantly.

He had the appearance of the Blood Strike Marquis. He had pale skin, white hair, blood-red lips, a white belt, a red and black jacket, and a simple and enchanting crown. He looked demonic and domineering.

These hyenas, who were very sensitive to danger, clearly sensed this and did not dare to go forward.

After going around in circles, Lu Cheng arrived in front of an ordinary and even slightly dilapidated hidden factory.

"Who are you?"

"What are you doing here?"

The guard at the factory entrance looked at Lu Cheng warily, his hand quietly touching his bulging waist.

"Looks like this is the place."

Lu Cheng tilted his head and smiled devilishly.

......

"What about the people who work for me?"

On the second floor of the factory, Mrs. Gao leaned on a walking stick and said in a gloomy tone.

Jason didn't contact me."

"Perhaps the wind and waves were too strong tonight, and his ship had an accident.”

The middle-aged man kneeling in front of Mrs. Gao's voice was trembling, and his back was covered in cold sweat.

Having worked for Madam Gao for many years, he knew that this seemingly weak old woman was not only very powerful, but also very vicious.

"I'll give you one more chance."

"If you fail again, you'll be like those workers, crippling your own eyes.”

Mrs. Gao narrowed her eyes slightly. Her expression was calm and even kind, but the words she said were very cruel.

"Yes... Yes."

"I'll contact them immediately."

The man kneeling on the ground quickly nodded.

"Wait a minute."

Mrs. Gao suddenly turned her head.

"We'll do it later. There's an unwelcome guest in the factory.”

As she spoke, Mrs. Gao turned around and walked out with her cane.

......

On the first floor of the factory.

Lu Cheng walked in leisurely.

"Who are you?"

The guards in the factory picked up their submachine guns and aimed at Lu Cheng, who had suddenly barged in.

However, before they could pull the trigger, the ice extended from their fingers to their bodies, turning them into lifelike human-shaped ice sculptures.

When Madam Gao, who had just come out, saw this scene, she gripped the walking stick in her hand tightly and looked at Lu Cheng with a solemn expression.

"Who are you?"

"Blood-robed Marquis, Bai Yifei."

Lu Cheng looked at Madam Gao, who was so weak that she looked as if she would fall if the wind blew.

To be honest, he was not very satisfied with this old guy who had lived for hundreds of years and still relied on the underworld to raise money for drug trafficking.

However, there was no other way. Hell's Kitchen only had these kinds of goods, so they could only be tall and short.

Exclamations from Mrs. Gao 15

"Blood-robed Marquis Bai Yifei?"

Madam Gao looked at the retro clothes on Lu Cheng in shock and bewilderment. This made her think of the Qi Refinement Warriors of Kun Lun.

However, Lu Cheng's temperament and style were clearly different from those self-righteous Qi Refinement Warriors.

"I came to the M Nation this time to do something, and I just happen to be lacking a few errand boys.”

Lu Cheng took out a ferocious Gu worm from his pocket.

Hearing this, Mrs. Gao's face darkened and she shouted at the blind workers,""Stop him."

After saying that, he flew out and fled.

"You want to run?"

The corners of Lu Cheng's mouth curled up.

Countless icicles that were dozens of meters tall suddenly protruded from the ground and surrounded Mrs. Gao in disbelief.

Lu Cheng's toes touched the ground and he flew to stand on the icicle. He looked at the panicking Madam Gao and said in a teasing tone," You can't run.”

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