Super Ship: Matchmaking starts with black and white stockings sisters

Stop the ship.

Yu Weiwei suddenly spoke.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.

The hundreds of small boats around them, paddling like stray dogs, instantly lost their rhythm.

"Goddess...stop...stop the ship?"

The man closest to the camera had his face covered in blood; he had been slashed by the pirates while fighting for the oil drum.

He stared at Yu Weiwei, trembling, his eyes filled with terror.

"The black mist behind us is about to catch up!"

"And that sea monster was still lingering nearby..."

"Staying here is tantamount to waiting to die!"

The crowd began to stir.

Fear is the most primal human instinct.

Even these die-hard fans who had been brainwashed by Yu Weiwei began to fight back fiercely with their will to survive when faced with certain death.

"I said."

Stop the ship.

Yu Weiwei suddenly turned her head.

Those usually tender and affectionate peach blossom eyes were now surging with a chilling light.

She slightly raised the fan in her hand.

A strange purple light flashed across the feathers on the fan.

The crowd, who had just been wailing, now seemed to have their throats gripped by an invisible hand.

The man who had led the questioning suddenly became dazed.

next second.

He seemed to have forgotten all his fear, even the black tide behind him.

"Yes... I'll listen to the goddess."

"There must be a reason why the goddess tells us to stop."

"Stop the ships! Everyone stop the ships!"

He waved his arms wildly on the small boat and roared at the people behind him.

Hundreds of small boats came to a stop on the turbulent sea.

It resembled a giant array of floating corpses, rising and falling with the waves.

Yu Weiwei snorted coldly.

She was waiting for someone here.

She was waiting for the person who could help her get revenge.

It's simply impossible for her and her "fans," who are only good for being cannon fodder, to take down Qin Yu, that tough nut to crack.

Qin Yu's firepower is too fierce.

That heavy machine gun was a meat grinder.

She needs stronger firepower to restrain her, and fiercer wolves to tear her apart.

And in this sea area.

Besides Qin Yu, there was only one wolf left.

Time passed second by second.

The black fog drew ever closer on the horizon, like a bulldozing wall, slowly swallowing up the light.

"They're here."

Yu Weiwei squinted her eyes.

At the edge of her vision, a massive fleet was breaking through the waves.

That wasn't a chaotic "disc array" like hers.

Instead, it is a standard attack formation.

In the middle is a heavily modified catamaran, its hull painted black and covered with white skeletons.

Top of the mast.

A flag with a blood-dripping skull painted on it fluttered wildly in the wind.

That was the embodiment of malice.

That's a synonym for killing.

Zhang Nanhai's fleet.

"alert!!"

The outer escort ships on Yu Weiwei's side let out a scream.

Although they were all brainwashed men, their instinctive fear made their legs go weak when faced with these real sea pirates.

That black fleet was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, they rushed within 500 meters.

"Whoosh—!"

A sharp sound.

A large crossbow bolt, with barbs and a rope attached, pierced through a small boat surrounding Yu Weiwei.

"ah!!"

The man on the boat screamed as the nail pierced his thigh.

Blood instantly stained the wooden board red.

"That pink-clad lady up ahead!"

"A good dog doesn't block the way!"

"Get the hell out of my way if you don't want to die!"

A rough and aggressive voice came from the loudspeaker of the flagship across the street.

Those were Zhang Nanhai's men.

His tone was full of murderous intent and impatience.

They were also fleeing for their lives.

Whoever blocks your way is the enemy.

Yu Weiwei didn't panic.

She straightened her skirt, which had been ruffled by the wind, and her face once again displayed that alluring smile that could melt your bones.

She picked up the megaphone.

Her voice was sweet and delicate, drifting away on the sea breeze.

"Oops~"

"Isn't this Brother Nanhai's ship?"

"Why are you so angry?"

"Little sister, I've been waiting here for so long, just to see my brother!"

The other side remained silent for a few seconds.

They seemed to be bewildered by the sickeningly sweet voice.

Followed by.

A man stepped out from the deck of that black flagship.

He was lean and wiry, with a scar across his face that ran from his brow bone to his chin, and his eyes were as sinister as those of a hyena lurking in the shadows.

Zhang Nanhai.

The second-ranked team after the server merge.

His nickname is "Dragon King of the South China Sea".

He toyed with two iron balls in his hand, his gaze coldly sweeping over the pink floats and boats in front of him.

"Yu Weiwei".

Zhang Nanhai sneered, his voice hoarse as if sandpaper was rubbing against a tabletop.

"The succubus ranked fourth."

"What's wrong?"

"Instead of staying in your loving embrace, you've come here to block my path?"

"I don't have time to flirt with you."

"The Kuroshio Current is right behind you. If you don't want to be crushed to dust, you'd better get lost."

Although Zhang Nanhai was a womanizer.

But he valued his life even more.

Moreover, he was very wary of this woman.

A woman who can raise such a large force in the apocalypse with just her words and a fan is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

Yu Weiwei smiled.

Laughing quiveringly.

Her ample bosom made the pirates on the opposite ship's eyes nearly pop out of their sockets.

"Brother Nanhai is really clueless about romance."

"They've brought you a gift."

"A gift?"

Zhang Nanhai glanced around warily.

What nice gift could you possibly have?

"What else do you have besides that ship full of useless men?"

"I have information about Qin Yu."

Yu Weiwei's smile faded.

These three words were uttered.

The iron bladder that Zhang Nanhai was spinning in his hand suddenly stopped.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Qin Yu..."

Zhang Nanhai's eye twitched slightly.

That name.

It was a thorn in his side.

Although he didn't show himself directly during the battle that night, he could see it clearly from a distance.

Qin Yu's firepower, Qin Yu's methods, and Qin Yu's flying drone.

This instilled a deep sense of fear in him, the former "overlord".

But more.

It's jealousy.

Why does that kid get such a nice ship?

Why does that kid have a heavy machine gun?

What information do you have about him?

Zhang Nanhai narrowed his eyes, a hint of greed creeping into his tone.

Yu Weiwei knew that the fish had taken the bait.

She waved her hand, signaling her men to move the boat a little closer.

"Brother South China Sea".

"Just now, I was following right behind Qin Yu."

"That arrogant man has completely belittled you."

He said you're a rat in the gutter.

"They say your ship is just a pile of junk."

"And you also said..."

Yu Weiwei paused, observing Zhang Nanhai's expression.

"He also said that once he's in a better mood, he'll turn around and strangle you, you little rat."

"Take all the supplies from your ship and use them as toilet paper."

"Bang!"

Zhang Nanhai kicked over the ammunition box next to him.

"fart!!"

"That little bastard! He's gone too far!"

Zhang Nanhai knew, of course, that this was a provocation tactic.

But he couldn't control himself.

The kind of person he is most concerned about is face and status.

On this sea, he has always been the boss.

Until Qin Yu appeared.

"Did he really say that?"

Zhang Nanhai stared intently at Yu Weiwei.

"Why would I need to lie to you?"

Yu Weiwei sighed, revealing a wronged and pitiful look.

He also humiliated me.

"They stole my oil and killed the people I wanted to win over."

"Brother South China Sea".

"We are in the same situation now."

"If Qin Yu doesn't die, we'll always be second or third."

"We can't even get a sip of soup."

Do you know how big his ship is?

Do you know how much supplies are piled up on his deck?

"That's a steel behemoth spanning two thousand square meters!"

"That shipload of steel alone is enough to upgrade our ships ten times over!"

"There's still oil."

"He wouldn't even give us a single drop that he poured into the sea."

Every single word.

They were like knives, precisely stabbing into Zhang Nanhai's greed.

Two thousand square meters!

Steel hull!

While everyone else was still piecing together wooden planks, this was practically an aircraft carrier!

Zhang Nanhai's breathing became heavy.

Greed overwhelmed reason in their eyes.

"What do you want?"

Zhang Nanhai asked coldly.

"Join forces."

Yu Weiwei uttered two words.

"I have hundreds of fearless men under my command."

"I can send them as the vanguard to wear down Qin Yu's ammunition."

"My fan can distract the women on his boat."

"And you."

"You have ships, ballistae, and real warriors."

"Our two families have merged into one."

"Even if he were made of iron, we could still chew him up!"

"After it's done."

"The ship is yours, the heavy machine gun is yours."

"I just want that man on his ship... to let me vent my anger."

"And those women, they're yours to deal with."

this condition.

It looks so tempting.

Zhang Nanhai is a ruthless man.

He knew the principle that fortune and wealth are found in danger.

Qin Yu is indeed strong.

But if, as Yu Weiwei said, they really use sheer numbers to overwhelm the enemy, they might still have a chance of winning.

more importantly.

If he doesn't kill Qin Yu, he'll be killed by Qin Yu sooner or later.

Strike first to gain the upper hand.

"snort."

Zhang Nanhai sneered, a cruel glint appearing on his sinister face.

"OK."

"I'll take this deal."

"but."

He pointed at Yu Weiwei.

"You better not try anything funny with me."

"If I find out you're trying to use me as a pawn..."

"I'll cut off your pretty face and feed it to the fish!"

Yu Weiwei was not angry.

Instead, her smile widened even more.

"How could that be?"

"She now sees you as her only support."