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Chapter 251 Jiang Ying, the Federation's Number One Assassin!! (Updated 35 times out of 2 words)

The sea breeze was blowing on the top deck.

The exterior of the "Heart of the Ocean" viewing restaurant features a huge curved floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall.

It was the vast sea, its last rays of light fading, a tapestry of deep blue and inky black, like a giant, unfurled silk.

The restaurant was brightly lit, with soft jazz music playing in the background.

The air was filled with the aroma of top-quality seafood grilled and mixed with spices.

Fang Qingyu and his four companions sat in a prime spot by the window.

The huge round table was now piled high with all sorts of delicacies.

"This! And this! Two of these too! Oh, and one roast suckling pig, please! Hurry up!"

Chu Kuanglan pointed at the menu, ordering food with great enthusiasm, his fingers tapping rapidly on the screen, his eyes shining, as if he wanted to bring every single dish with a picture on the menu to the table.

The waiter next to him was well-trained, with a professional smile on his face, his fingers flying across the ordering tablet, showing no sign of being surprised by Chu Kuanglan's "arrogance".

On this ship, they were clearly already used to all kinds of gourmet diners.

Wei Banmeng sipped her chilled juice, watched Chu Kuanglan's performance, and shook her head helplessly. However, she also had a delicate French-style baked lobster and a pan-fried foie gras in front of her, so she obviously didn't intend to neglect her stomach.

Lu Jiuyuan, on the other hand, was more practical, focusing on a plate of top-grade Wagyu beef grilled meat piled up like a small mountain.

Jiang Wei sat on a specially made high chair next to him, her short legs not reaching the ground, swaying gently in the air.

A thick dessert catalog was spread out in front of her, and she poked and dotted on it with her little finger.

"This, this, and this. I want double portions of all of them."

She ordered cakes, puddings, and ice cream tarts of various shapes and colors, her voice soft and calm.

The waiter quickly took notes without raising any questions.

Soon, the whole golden and crispy roast suckling pig that Chu Kuanglan ordered was carried up by two waiters. Its aroma instantly overwhelmed the other dishes, attracting the attention of diners at several nearby tables.

Chu Kuanglan cheered, grabbed a knife and fork, and pounced on the attack. His movements were bold, and the sound of cutting and sizzling oil dripping from the knife and fork seemed a bit out of place in the quiet restaurant.

However, that's all there is to it.

Although the restaurant was full of people, it was surprisingly quiet.

They spoke in hushed tones, as if whispering.

There is no other reason.

Those who are qualified to dine in the top-floor restaurant on this ship are almost all second-tier grandmasters or chosen ones of equal strength!
A powerful aura flowed through the restaurant like an invisible tide.

Each person's eyes carried the sharpness and composure of someone who had been through many battles, and every move they made exuded power.

No one will make a loud noise or cause chaos here.

Even Chu Kuanglan's hearty eating voice was quickly drowned out by the restaurant's soft background music and the whisper of the distant waves.

As Fang Qingyu peeled the crab meat, his gaze seemingly casually swept across the restaurant.

My gaze lingered on a few spots.

Wei Banmeng keenly caught his gaze, put down her juice glass, leaned forward slightly, and whispered in a voice only they could hear:

"At the third table on the left back against the wall, do you see that old man in the gray old-fashioned mandarin jacket, resting with his eyes closed?"

Fang Qingyu nodded slightly.

The old man's aura was as deep and calm as an ancient well. He sat there, seemingly one with the chair beneath him, yet he also exuded a sense of solidity and weight.

“That’s Li Cang.” Wei Banmeng’s voice carried a hint of solemnity. “A veteran grandmaster who has been famous for over thirty years. His ‘Immovable Mountain Force’ has extremely terrifying defensive power. It is said that he once withstood a direct hit from a third-tier life ghost without dying. He is aloof and does not like socializing, but his strength is unfathomable.”

“By the window to the right, there’s a middle-aged man in a fine suit, holding a glass of red wine and flirting with a blonde beauty.” Wei Banmeng’s gaze shifted to another spot. “‘Silver Fox’, a well-known civilian martial artist in the Federation, and a top-notch intelligence broker. His strength is around the mid-second tier. He is extremely skilled in mental charm and tracking stealth. He has a complex background and is both righteous and evil.”

"besides."

Wei Banmeng's gaze fell on a small group that had just entered the restaurant. The leader was a middle-aged officer with one eye, wearing a dark blue combat uniform and with a cold, stern face.

"'One-Eyed Wolf' Horton. Deputy brigade commander of the Federation's 'Ice Blade Brigade,' a true combat-ready officer who crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. He has a fiery temper, is extremely strict in disciplining his troops, and has an extremely elite 'Ice Wolf Commando' under his command. His eye was gouged out by a second-tier peak 'Frost Shadow Demon.'"

Wei Banmeng, as if reciting a familiar story, pointed out several of the most conspicuous and dangerous people in the restaurant.

Chu Kuanglan forgot to chew the roast suckling pig in his mouth while listening, and Lu Jiuyuan also stopped eating, his sharp eyes sweeping over the people Wei Banmeng mentioned.

Fang Qingyu listened calmly, silently noting down the information.

This ship is indeed a place where hidden talents reside.

Dinner ended in an atmosphere that appeared calm on the surface but was actually rife with tension.

The five people walked out of the restaurant and came to the open-air area on the top deck.

Night had completely fallen, and the ship's lights were reflected on the sea like a galaxy, outlining the massive silhouette of the ship.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty and cool scent, swept over us, dispelling the warm aroma of the food in the restaurant.

In the distance, there was an endless, dark ocean, so deep it was unsettling.

The waves crashed against the hull, producing a deep and eternal roar.

"This is the ocean."

Chu Kuanglan leaned on the railing, gazing at the dark sea that had swallowed all the light. Unusually, he didn't shout or yell; his voice carried a hint of shock and inexplicable awe.

Lu Jiuyuan stood silently to the side, his sharp gaze seemingly trying to pierce through the thick night and see the secrets of the ocean depths.

Wei Banmeng had her hands in her trench coat pockets, the sea breeze ruffling her hair, her cool face reflecting the ship's lights, her eyes somewhat vacant.

Fang Qingyu stood at the very front, holding onto the cold railing, gazing into the distance.

Qingjian City also has a sea, but it is an inland sea, a harbor.

It was a long time since he had faced the vast, unfathomable ocean directly.

An indescribable sense of ease, accompanied by the salty taste of the sea breeze, quietly crept into my heart.

at this time.

At the horizon where the sky meets the sea, the last embers of the setting sun, swallowed by the horizon, seem unwilling to remain silent and suddenly burst forth upwards!

Like a furnace being overturned, it instantly ignited the western sky and the inky sea below.

Fiery orange-red, magnificent purple-gold, and deep indigo.
Countless indescribable and magnificent colors are splashed, blended, and merged wildly between the sky and the horizon.

The sky is burning, the ocean is boiling!
My entire field of vision was completely filled with this apocalyptic splendor!

On the deck, everyone who came out to enjoy the breeze and the sea, whether they were just talking in hushed tones or lost in thought, seemed to be frozen in place.

His gaze was fixed on the most magnificent and breathtaking scene in the world.

Wei Banmeng's cool eyes reflected the glow of the sunset.

It shimmered with a mesmerizing light.

Deep within Fang Qingyu's pupils, which were like molten gold, was clearly reflected the blazing fire, as if lava were flowing within it.

Beside him.

Jiang Wei's small body had somehow ended up standing in front of the railing.

The sea breeze ruffled the stray hairs on her forehead.

Those clear red eyes were now staring unblinkingly at the burning horizon.

Her small face remained expressionless, but deep within her pupils, reflecting the crimson sunset, seemed to flicker with an extremely subtle, almost imperceptible, emotion.
at a loss.

……

The next morning.

Fang Qingyu and his four companions arrived on time at the super-large comprehensive training ground located in the middle of the ship.

It was still early, but the place was already bustling with people.

The vast space is divided into multiple functional areas.

The facility includes a strength testing area, a high-speed moving target range, a combat zone, a weapons training ground, and even a dedicated meditation room.

The alloy floor reflected the bright lights from the ceiling.

The air was filled with the smell of sweat and ozone mixed together, along with the low hum of colliding energy and the operation of machinery.

At this moment, there are already over a hundred people in the training field.

Just as Fang Qingyu had predicted, more than 90% of them exuded a powerful aura that was difficult to completely conceal, typical of second-tier grandmasters or chosen ones.

The remaining few at the first level were mostly young people with refined auras and sharp eyes, clearly having come to train with their elders or teams.

When Fang Qingyu and his group of five walked in, they immediately attracted a lot of attention.

There is no other reason.

They are too young!

Fang Qingyu, Wei Banmeng, Lu Jiuyuan, and Chu Kuanglan all looked to be in their early twenties, with Jiang Wei being even younger than a child.

In this training ground, which is mainly composed of people in their thirties and forties, and even some in their fifties and sixties, they stand out conspicuously.

"Look, those little children."

"Tsk, so young and already at the second level? Is he the darling of some powerful family or martial arts school?"

"That little girl is also at Tier 2? Are you kidding me!"

"Shh, keep your voice down. That young man with black hair leading the group... I think I've seen his photo in an internal bulletin. He's Fang Qingyu, the captain of the special team for Project Hidden Dragon!"

"Hiss, it was him! The one from Black Pine Pass?!"

"No wonder."

Whispers of conversation rose like mosquitoes among the crowd, and curious, scrutinizing, surprised, and even slightly wary gazes focused on the five people like searchlights.

Fang Qingyu remained expressionless, as if he hadn't heard the discussions.

His gaze swept across the area and quickly locked onto a relatively empty corner of the training field.

"go there."

The five walked straight over and put down their equipment bags.

Chu Kuanglan stretched his limbs, looking at the muscular and imposing figures around him. Far from being intimidated, he grinned, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit: "Hey, this place is awesome!"

Lu Jiuyuan silently drew his long, narrow battle sword.

Begin with basic sword-wielding warm-up exercises, the blade whistling sharply as it cuts through the air.

Wei Banmeng then walked towards a comprehensive physical fitness testing device, preparing to undergo a basic scan of her physical condition.

Fang Qingyu went directly to a row of specially made super-heavy force testing piles.

These test stakes are entirely black, forged from multi-layered composite alloys, and their surfaces are covered with alternating old and new fist marks, palm prints, and deep grooves from sword cuts.

Fang Qingyu took a deep breath, lowered his waist and stood at attention. Dark golden dragon scale patterns instantly appeared on his right fist, and his blood and qi surged into motion!

Breaking through the Nine Hells!

boom--! ! !
A dull and heart-pounding noise!
The superalloy test post, which was half a meter thick, was as if it had been hit hard by an invisible giant hammer, and suddenly dented inward, leaving a terrifying fist-shaped mark several inches deep with charred and twisted edges!
The violent power was compressed to the extreme within the fist imprint, causing the test post to tremble violently and emit a piercing metallic groan. Its surface was instantly covered with spiderweb-like fine cracks.

This terrifying punch instantly drowned out most of the noise in the training ground.

Countless gazes, filled with astonishment and disbelief, instantly focused on Fang Qingyu and the groaning test stake in front of him.

The power of one punch is so terrifying!
Is this really the kind of power a young man in his early twenties could unleash?!
The murmurs in the corner fell silent.

Fang Qingyu slowly withdrew his fist, ignoring the gazes around him, and was preparing to adjust his state, trying to integrate the Bone-Eating Thunder and Crimson Calamity Fire into his fist energy at a deeper level.

at this time.

A middle-aged man, dressed in a sharp dark blue suit, with a refined demeanor and a perfectly measured smile, parted the crowd and walked straight toward them.

His goal is clear.

Fang Qingyu.

"Captain Fang Qingyu, hello."

The middle-aged man stopped in front of Fang Qingyu, bowed slightly, his posture very humble, and his smile sincere and warm. "Excuse me for disturbing you. I am Shen Zhou, head of the Arctic Affairs Department of Deep Blue Heavy Industry. It is a great honor to meet you on this ship."

Deep Blue Heavy Industries?!
Fang Qingyu suddenly stopped moving.

Her molten gold eyes instantly lifted, looking at the man in front of her who called himself Shen Zhou.

People from DeepBlue Heavy Industry?

Previously, when they were fighting for the Thunder Source Essence in the Abyss.

Donald and his men helped him by stopping many of the native second-tier cultivators from the Abyss.

Upon realizing this, Fang Qingyu's indifference vanished instantly, replaced by a hint of surprise.

He stopped training, stood up straight, nodded to Shen Zhou, and said in a calm tone, "Mr. Shen, hello. Deep Blue Heavy Industries. I remember you."

Shen Zhou's smile grew even brighter.

Fang Qingyu's lack of xenophobic reaction clearly relieved him.

He handed over a simple yet high-quality business card with both hands. The card was made of dark blue metal and contained only Shen Zhou's name, a dark blue heavy-duty snowflake-shaped logo, and an encrypted communication frequency band.

"Captain Fang, the Arctic front is a complex environment with various forces deeply entrenched. Our Deep Blue Heavy Industry has stable industries and channels in several strongholds on the Arctic front, and we have always been committed to providing support to the heroes fighting on the front."

Shen Zhou's voice was sincere and clear.

"If you and your team have any needs in the Arctic."

"Whether it's urgently needed equipment, rare materials, cutting-edge intelligence, or some 'trouble' that's not easy to handle, you can contact me anytime through this frequency. Deep Blue Heavy Industries is happy to provide some convenience for a pillar of the Federation like you."

Fang Qingyu looked at the business card handed to him, and then at Shen Zhou's sincere and eager eyes.

Without hesitation, I reached out and took the dark blue metal business card.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen. Please give my regards to Mr. Donald. I will contact you if needed."

"I will definitely bring it to you!"

Seeing Fang Qingyu accept the business card, Shen Zhou's eyes flashed with joy, and his smile became even more enthusiastic. "Mr. Donald often mentions you and speaks highly of your achievements at Black Pine Pass. Then I won't disturb your training any longer. Have a pleasant journey and good luck in your martial arts!"

Shen Zhou bowed slightly again, nodded amicably to Wei Banmeng, Jiang Wei, Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan beside him, and then turned and left decisively without any hesitation.

however.

Shen Zhou's back and forth, especially the scene where Fang Qingyu accepted the business card, was quite remarkable.

It was like throwing a huge stone into a calm lake.

This instantly stirred up a huge wave of discussion.

Those representatives of various forces who were originally observing, hesitating, or self-assured, as well as lone strongmen and even liaisons of certain strongholds, all lit up instantly.

Fang Qingyu, the captain of the special team of Project Hidden Dragon and the invincible figure in the Federation, doesn't seem to be as unapproachable and unyielding as rumored.

He accepted DeepBlue Heavy Industry's business card!

what does this mean?
This means that he is not completely averse to contact.

This means opportunity.

Almost as soon as Shen Zhou's figure disappeared at the edge of the crowd.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Several figures, like sharks that have smelled blood, instantly surrounded Fang Qingyu from different directions at an extremely fast speed!

"Captain Fang! It's a pleasure to meet you! I am the logistics director of 'Rock Fortress.' This is my business card. We at Rock Fortress desperately need top-tier combat power like you."

"Captain Fang! I am the liaison officer of the 'Eagle's Nest' rapid reaction force. Our Eagle's Nest possesses the fastest airdrop support and the most flexible theater intelligence network."

"Captain Fang! Look at our 'Edelweiss'! Although we are not large in scale, we have the Federation's top-notch medical team of chosen ones and the most comprehensive post-war compensation system."

"Captain Fang! I'm 'Blood Wolf'! I specialize in tracking and assassination! Interested in a big job together? The target is a 'Frost Lord' at its peak second tier."

In an instant!
Fang Qingyu was surrounded by seven or eight people with a fierce aura, speaking rapidly, and overflowing with enthusiasm to the point of fanaticism!
Countless business cards of different materials, printed with different logos and contact information, and metal sheets were handed to him like snowflakes!
Invitations and cooperation intentions poured in like a tidal wave.

The noise instantly engulfed the area.

Fang Qingyu felt as if his scalp had exploded instantly.

A rare hint of helplessness flashed deep within his molten gold eyes.
"Sorry! I'm training!"

Then he turned his head, his gaze piercing through the crowd, precisely locking onto Wei Banmeng and the other two, his voice booming like thunder amidst the noise:
"You guys keep training!"

After saying that, he didn't give anyone a chance to react.

Thunderclap and Shadow.

hum.

A flash of purple and blue lightning disappeared in an instant.

Fang Qingyu's figure vanished like a ghost from the densest center of the encirclement in an instant.

Only a faint afterimage remained, along with a swirling vortex of air created by the violent speed.

"What about people?!"

"Holy crap! They got away?!"

The crowd that had been blocking the way was stunned. They stared at the empty space and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Fang Qingyu's true form had already appeared near the exit of the training ground.

Without pausing, he walked straight outside.

Behind him, Jiang Wei's small figure seemed to have foreseen the future. The moment he activated his movement technique, she also took a few steps and caught up with him.

Fang Qingyu didn't even look at it, and simply stretched out his hand naturally.

Jiang Wei also tacitly placed her small hand into his warm palm.

Two figures, one tall and one short, quickly disappeared at the exit under the astonished, regretful, and bewildered gazes of countless people in the training field.

All that remained behind was a chaotic "battlefield".

And Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan, who were overwhelmed by enthusiasm and looked utterly hopeless.

……

As if fleeing from the noisy training ground, Fang Qingyu pulled Jiang Wei along and took the high-speed elevator straight to the top floor.

The elevator doors opened, and the spacious observation deck on the top floor was instantly revealed.

The view here is superb, unobstructed in all 360 degrees, and the sea breeze is even more crisp and refreshing, dispelling the restlessness brought by the view below.

There were already some people on the platform, standing in twos and threes, gazing into the distance and talking in hushed tones.

Fang Qingyu, holding Jiang Wei's hand, wanted to find a quiet corner to take a good look at this vast sea.

However, when his gaze swept across a railing near the bow of the ship in front of the platform...

But my steps involuntarily stopped.

There, a slender figure in a white dress stood quietly.

The sea breeze blew, blowing her long, smooth hair and light skirt, outlining her graceful curves.

Beneath the skirt were a pair of slender legs encased in delicate, glossy white stockings, gleaming softly in the sunlight.

Even just from behind, he exudes a cool and aloof air.

That silhouette.
A hint of doubt and familiarity flashed in Fang Qingyu's molten gold eyes.

He subconsciously, with a hint of uncertainty, softly called out:
"Miss Su?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the sea breeze.

Upon hearing the sound, the white-clad figure slowly turned around.

The golden rays of the setting sun fell perfectly on her exquisitely beautiful face, making her skin appear as smooth as jade and her features as exquisite as a painting.

It was Su Wanqing!
Upon seeing Fang Qingyu, there was no surprise in her clear eyes, but rather as if she had expected it. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, forming a charming smile with a hint of playfulness and slyness.

"What a coincidence, Captain Fang."

Su Wanqing's voice was like a clear spring, with a hint of teasing, "I can't believe I ran into you here."

Fang Qingyu led Jiang Wei forward, looking at the successor of the Su family with even greater confusion: "What are you doing here?"

Su Wanqing blinked her large, expressive eyes, her smile growing even brighter.

With a tone that suggested it was perfectly reasonable, she retorted, "If you can come, why can't I?"

Before Fang Qingyu could press further, she dropped her joking expression and explained naturally, "The Jiang family and my Su family are old friends. We have some business and resource exchanges, and our relationship is quite good. So every year, our Su family sends people to Liuli Guang City, partly to maintain the relationship and partly for training."

She paused, her gaze falling on Fang Qingyu's face with a meaningful look.

"However, in previous years it was always the uncles or elders of the clan who went. This year, I heard that Captain Fang, you're also going to Liuli Light City, so..."

Su Wanqing drawled out the last syllable, her eyes sparkling.

"I came by myself."

Fang Qingyu listened to her half-explanation and half-joking words, and seeing the slyness in her eyes, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

That reason is plausible.

He then stopped worrying about why Su Wanqing was there and instead asked a question that had been bothering his team for a long time.

"By the way, Miss Su."

Fang Qingyu looked at Su Wanqing and asked, "I have something I'd like to ask you. Do you know who the current city lord of Liuli Guang City is?"

There is no information about the city lord of Liuliguang City on the Arctic APP.

They went to ask Yan Shouzheng.

The old man only said that they would know when they got there, without specifying anything further.

That's why they've all set off now.

They didn't even know who the lord of the city they were going to was.

And this problem arose.

Fang Qingyu keenly noticed that the people around him who had been talking in hushed tones or quietly watching the sea seemed to stiffen almost imperceptibly.

Although they didn't turn their heads, their attention was clearly drawn to it.

Some people even had a slight twitch at the corner of their mouths, as if they wanted to laugh but were holding it back.

It seemed as if Fang Qingyu had asked a very interesting question.

Su Wanqing's smile became even more meaningful.

She looked at Fang Qingyu, her red lips parted slightly, and she slowly uttered two words:

"Jiang Ying".

The name is crisp and melodious, yet it possesses a peculiar penetrating power.

Fang Qingyu raised an eyebrow slightly.

Jiang Ying?

Have not heard.

He was preparing to continue asking about the specifics of Lord Jiang Ying.

But then Su Wanqing's clear eyes narrowed slightly, like a crescent moon, with a hint of mischievous anticipation, and she added another sentence.

He also has a nickname.

Fang Qingyu instinctively asked, "What nickname?"

"The Federation's Number One Assassin!!"

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