What are you doing, Mr. President? I'm just an extra!

The waves were still roaring, and the deck was full of water.

It was a mixture of expensive red wine, sunscreen, and spilled ice.

Su Feiyan didn't care about her image at this moment; her semi-transparent sun-protective shirt was already soaked through and clung tightly to her body.

Not only was he not embarrassed, but he was also extremely eager to have sex with her.

The edges of the black high-cut swimsuit were faintly visible, like forbidden lines drawn with ink on the snow.

She wiped the seawater off her face, and her first reaction was not to straighten her clothes, but to look at Gu Qingcheng and Shen Weilan.

"Are you alright?"

His voice trembled slightly, but he remained calm.

The cockpit door was forced open.

Lu Li stumbled out, his face pale and covered in sweat.

He looked like he was terrified.

He gripped the cabin door, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.

That look in his eyes was filled with despair and helplessness.

"Mr. Su..."

"Was that... a missile?"

"I just wanted to earn some pocket money, I never intended to risk my life!"

However, the next second.

The familiar yet irritating voice echoed in the minds of all three women simultaneously.

【call--】

[I'm exhausted.]

[Luckily, I've practiced. If I'd been 0.1 seconds later going around that drainage ditch bend, we'd all be eating at Haidilao.]

This absolutely has to be classified as a top-level work injury! If Su Feiyan doesn't give me more money, I'm going to the labor bureau to report her for employee abuse!

Su Feiyan: "..."

Gu Qingcheng: "..."

Shen Weilan: "..."

It's hard.

The fist hardened.

Su Feiyan's lips twitched, and she was about to curse when a muffled thud suddenly came from the stern of the ship.

"Thump—!"

It was as if a huge rock had crashed onto the deck, causing the entire yacht to tremble three times.

Immediately afterwards, the roar of the motor grew louder as it approached.

Before anyone could react, with a sharp "whoosh," a grappling hook gripped the yacht's gilded railing.

The steel cable taut, and a figure leaped into the air, like a black owl, landing steadily on the deck.

The newcomer was a bald, burly man with a face full of scars; his black tactical vest was stretched taut by his muscles, as if it were about to burst. He held a black tactical dagger in a reverse grip, with dark red rust still remaining on the blood groove.

A system notification sounded in Lu Li's mind.

[WARNING! Hostile target detected!]

[Codename: Shadow Assassin. Ye Fan's top henchman.]

[Characteristics: Strength S-level, Intelligence C-level, a typical case of being all brawn and no brain.]

[Master-level combat techniques are temporarily available for trial.]

Ying Sha shook the water droplets off his bald head, his gaze sweeping over the trembling Shen Weilan like a venomous snake, ignoring the pale-faced Gu Qingcheng, and finally locking onto Lu Li, who was still "breathing".

"Kid."

Hoarseness.

"Your driving skills are pretty flashy, aren't they?"

"He can drift to dodge RPGs? I missed a rocket launcher!" He closed in step, the dagger twirling deftly between his fingers. "Do you know how expensive those things are? Fifty thousand US dollars each on the black market! That's enough for me to spend a month on young models at a club!"

The palpable killing intent instantly lowered the surrounding temperature to freezing point.

Su Feiyan's face turned pale; it was the fear that living beings instinctively feel for death.

But the next second, she did something that no one expected.

She subconsciously took half a step forward, directly blocking Lu Li's path.

"stop!"

She shouted sharply, her voice trembling, but her aura was overwhelming, like a lioness protecting her cubs: "No matter who you are, do you want money? The Su Group has plenty of money. I'll give you as much as you want, but don't touch my people!"

Lu Li behind him was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the trembling yet stubborn back in front of him, he narrowed his eyes.

【Ouch?】

This rich woman is someone I can date.

[She really goes all out when something's going to happen; I'd call this move absolutely brilliant.]

Although it's pretty useless, this guy's a professional assassin; money won't help.

Upon hearing her inner thoughts, Su Feiyan nearly choked with anger.

I'm risking my life to protect you! What are you doing commenting on this "absolute genius"?!

In order to maintain his persona and to fully embody the "salted fish" persona, Lu Li took action.

He reached out and tremblingly grabbed Su Feiyan's arm, peeking his head out from behind her shoulder like a frightened young wife.

"Big...Big Brother!"

Let's talk this out! Don't use a knife! We live in a society governed by law!

Lu Li's teeth chattered, his face full of sincerity: "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. Look at my delicate skin, it's definitely not tasty! Look over there... that one in lace, so fleshy! She looks like she was raised on cute treats!"

Shen Weilan's eyes widened, and she almost burst into tears of anger: "Brother-in-law, are you even human?! I'm just voluptuous! Not just fleshy!!"

Shadow Assassin was completely enraged.

Is this some kind of child's play? This spineless coward who pushes women away whenever there's trouble, does he even deserve to be Su Feiyan's man? Does he even deserve to make the Dragon King treat him like a formidable enemy?

"Get out of here!"

Shadow Killer roared and stomped his foot, creating a shallow dent in the alloy deck.

He shot up like a cannonball, his speed so fast that he left a trail of afterimages.

The dagger went straight for Lu Li's throat; there were no fancy moves, just pure speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

"Ah—!" Gu Qingcheng and Shen Weilan screamed and covered their eyes.

Su Feiyan's pupils contracted sharply. She tried to pull Lu Li away, but found that her legs were too weak to obey her commands.

It’s over.

That was the only thought in her mind.

However, at this critical moment, there was not a trace of fear in Lu Li's eyes, which were hidden behind sunglasses.

There was only a calm as deep as a still pool, and a hint of disdain.

[Tsk.]

The lower body is unstable, and the center of gravity is too high.

[Your knife grip is too stiff. Are you here to kill someone or slice a watermelon?]

[Full of flaws, is this what they call an ace assassin? That's it?]

Lu Li's brain simulated thirty-six counter-attack plans within a millisecond.

Dislocating tendons and bones? That's too cruel; it's not good for scaring the flowers and plants.

They also have to make it look convincing; even if it's an accident, it has to be an accident that conforms to the laws of physics.

The dagger was only ten centimeters from the throat.

The cold air was even stinging my skin.

"Holy crap!!!"

Lu Li suddenly let out a scream more agonizing than a pig being slaughtered. The scream was high-pitched and loud, filled with an infinite longing for this wonderful world.

Then, his right foot "just happened" to step on the bottle of coconut oil that had just been spilled.

My foot slipped.

chirp-

This slip, seemingly clumsy, was actually incredibly skillful.

He leaned back due to gravity, his upper body almost touching the ground as he barely avoided the deadly blade.

Using the momentum of falling backward, Lu Li's right leg, like a spring compressed to its limit, kicked out smoothly.

The power of the Ancient Sacred Body subtly erupted at this moment.

"Get out of here!"

Lu Li silently recited in his heart.

The gleaming leather soles whistled through the air as they struck Shadow Killer's unsuspecting chin from below.

"Click—"

A sharp, teeth-grinding crack.

The Shadow Assassin, who was originally unstoppable and charging forward, seemed to have collided head-on with a high-speed train.

His entire face instantly deformed, and his facial features even shifted.

Before he could even scream, with that vicious grin still on his face, his body had already drawn a perfect parabola in the air, flying five meters away.

"Bang!!!"

A loud bang.

It flew backward like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the gaps in the hard metal railings of the yacht.

The force was so great that his upper body was completely wedged between the steel pipes, like a human-shaped doll hanging on a clothes rack.

The dagger clattered to the ground.

The person became completely still. Only their two legs twitched slightly outside, and an unidentified liquid was faintly seeping from their trouser legs.

silence.

Only the sea breeze blew by, ruffling Su Feiyan's messy hair.

Lu Li plopped down on the ground, still in the "slide tackle" position. He quickly realized what had happened, covered his head with his hands, curled up into a ball, and peeked out through his fingers, his whole body trembling.

"I was so scared... I was terrified!"

"Waaaaah... Did I just kick something?"

"Is he still alive? I didn't mean to!"

"The ground is so slippery! How can this coconut oil be so slippery! I told you not to litter! This is what they call littering killing people!"

Su Feiyan was stunned.

Shen Weilan stared in disbelief through her fingers.

Gu Qingcheng forgot about the cold and opened her mouth into an "O" shape.

This... will work?

What kind of foot slip is this? How could it kick a 200-pound strong man more than ten meters away and get stuck in a steel plate that can't be pried out?

That's some kind of superhuman kick!

Just as they were still questioning their existence, Lu Li's ultimate Versailles-like inner voice rang out once again.

[Phew...was that a bit over the top?]

[I held back 90% of my strength just now, but this guy's chin is definitely shattered into a QR code.]

[This "salted fish slide tackle" move may be a bit old-fashioned, but it's the culmination of twenty years of experience. Can you stop it?]

You're welcome, please call me Young Pioneer.

Su Feiyan: "..."

She looked at the man on the ground, who was holding his head and whimpering, and the muscles at the corners of her eyes twitched wildly.

Just then, a sudden cell phone ring broke the silence.

The sound came from the Shadow Slayer pocket embedded in the railing. An old Nokia phone slid out and fell onto the deck.

The screen was lit up, and the note on it contained only two words.

—"Dragon King".