Douluo: The Demon Swordsman of Tianshui Academy

Breathing in the air mixed with a slight fishy smell, Meng Qiu looked at the scenery of Hanhai City with great curiosity.

In his previous life, he was a mainlander and traveled through time before he had the chance to go to the seaside.

After traveling through time, I have been staying in Tianshui College. The farthest place I have been to is the Far North, but I have never been to the seaside.

This should be his first time to come to a real coastal city like this.

At the dock, fishermen walked down from their fishing boats with nets full of catches, with bright smiles on their faces.

Merchants purchased labor at the docks to load goods onto ships.

During this period, Douluo Continent and Sun-Moon Continent were still unaware of each other, but the residents living on the islands on the sea were also good customers.

These merchants would take things that were not available on the islands, exchange them for some rare specialties on the mainland, and then sell them at high prices.

The profits are terrifying.

Of course, the risks involved are definitely not small.

After all, the sea is unfathomable, and powerful soul beasts abound.

Even a Titled Douluo cannot guarantee his absolute safety.

Because of this, even though the profits are huge, not many people are engaged in this kind of trading.

Mengqiu walked towards a boat of sailors that had just docked.

Seeing Meng Qiu coming, the sailors looked him up and down.

Seeing that he was dressed luxuriously and not very old, there was a hint of malice in his eyes.

"Sir, are you going out to sea?"

There was a fierce light in the sailor's eyes.

Meng Qiu had no doubt that if he were an ordinary person, once he got on the boat and went out to sea, he would be eaten by these jackals, tigers and leopards until not even a bone would be left.

But unfortunately, he is not an ordinary person.

Meng Qiu looked at the sailor chief and said calmly, "I want to make a deal with you."

The sailor chief heard this and smiled: "Tell me about it."

Meng Qiu pointed to the big ship behind him and took out a gold card from his pocket:
"Three hundred thousand gold soul coins, and this ship belongs to me."

Three hundred thousand gold soul coins, this is definitely not a small amount.

All these sailors combined may not be able to earn this amount in their entire lives.

As soon as Meng Qiu said this, the sailors' expressions instantly became greedy when they looked at the gold card in his hand.

The sailor leader wanted to reach out to take the gold card in Mengqiu's hand, but Mengqiu turned his wrist and let him take nothing.

The chief sailor pretended to be embarrassed: "Sir, this is probably not enough..."

People are greedy, and those who have to walk on the edge of a knife all year round in pursuit of wealth are even more so.

Three hundred thousand gold soul coins was a lot, more than the value of the ship, but they wanted more.

"Forget it then." Meng Qiu put away the gold card, turned around and prepared to leave.

He is rich, but he is not a sucker.

There are plenty of boats here, just buy one from someone else.

But how could the sailor chief let the fat sheep right at his fingertips escape?
He gave a look, and the sailors around him understood what he meant and blocked Mengqiu's way.

"Sir, this business is not up to you to do or not."

A cruel smile appeared on the sailor's ferocious and rough face.

The sailors also smiled maliciously.

At this moment, Meng Qiu seemed like a lamb to be slaughtered in their eyes.

Meng Qiu's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled faintly: "So, you are planning to force the sale?"

The sailor leader smiled grimly: "Isn't this obvious?"

He couldn't wait to slaughter the fat sheep in front of him.

This man must be a young man from some wealthy family, he must have a lot of valuable things on him.

As for whether he would be retaliated against by the family behind him, the sailor leader was not worried.

At worst, they won’t come here anymore.

It is extremely difficult to find them in the vast ocean.

But Mengqiu did not show the panic expression he expected.

Meng Qiu raised a meaningful smile: "If that's the case, then I'm relieved."

The next moment, as the soul ring on Meng Qiu rose, the smiles on the faces of the sailor chief and the sailors gradually disappeared, and they became frightened and panicked.

"Soul, Contra!"

Looking at the eight soul rings lingering on Meng Qiu's body and feeling the terrifying power, the sailors' faces turned pale.

They could never have imagined that such a young man could be a powerful Contra-level warrior.

Meng Qiu smiled:
"Now, let's get back to business."

"What do you think we should do?"

At this time, the sailor chief had completely lost his arrogance.

He said repeatedly: "Three hundred thousand, just as you said, three hundred thousand gold soul coins!"

Meng Qiu shook his head, stretched out his left hand, and gently drew a line in the air.

"what--"

A shrill scream.

One sailor was cut in half, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Seeing this scene, the other sailors turned pale.

The sailor's legs were trembling, and there was something warm and wet between his thighs.

Passersby nearby saw such a bloody scene and fled.

"One hundred thousand, sir, one hundred thousand gold soul coins!" the sailor leader said hurriedly.

Meng Qiu shook his head again without saying a word, and just lightly drew a line in the air again.

There was another shrill scream.

Another sailor's head was separated from his body.

The sailor chief was completely frightened and knelt on the ground trembling:
"No money, no money, sir, I will give you this ship directly."

Even a desperate criminal who lives on the edge of a knife is no different from an ordinary person when he can actually see his own death.

"How can this be possible? We agreed that this is a business, so we must follow business methods."

"How about a gold soul coin?"

Mengqiu threw a gold soul coin onto the ground.

"Okay, sure, sure!"

The sailor leader picked up the gold soul coin on the ground and nodded in response.

At this time, money doesn’t matter anymore, the only thing that matters is saving your life.

After all, if you lose your life, everything else is meaningless.

"Let's go." Meng Qiu waved his hand impatiently.

The sailors seemed to have been pardoned and crawled away into the distance.

Meng Qiu looked at their backs as they fled in a panic, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Three, two, one."

There was a sound of finger snapping.

The escaping sailors were completely unaware that a layer of frost was gradually spreading upwards from under their feet.

A moment later, all the sailors turned into ice sculptures.

Their panic-stricken and desperate expressions were clearly visible through the frozen surface.

Mengqiu walked to the ice sculptures and lightly touched them with her finger.

One, two, three...

The ice sculpture shattered, and the sailors trapped inside it turned into flying ice chips.

The gold soul coin just now returned to Mengqiu's hands again.

He smiled faintly: "I'm sorry, I regret it."

Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

Meng Qiu, who was well aware of this truth, had no intention of letting any of them go from the beginning to the end.

(End of this chapter)