The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.
Chapter 733 Private Collection
"Bang!!"
The cabin door was smashed open, and Chen Gou, along with the door, fell to Song Feng's feet.
"Brother Dog, what's wrong with you...?"
Chen Gou had a bruised and swollen face, looking like he had been beaten badly. He lay on the ground crying.
"Brother Mang, Brother Mang is going to kill me!"
Song Feng turned his head and saw five people standing outside the damaged hatch.
The burly man with a broad back and thick waist, wielding a large axe, and a full beard, whose face looked like he had mixed Black and White ancestry, was the "Mang Ge" that Chen Gou was talking about.
Mang Ge walked in.
The cabin wasn't big to begin with, and with Mang Ge being two meters tall, it felt even more cramped after he came in.
Song Feng calmly asked, "Brother Mang, you've come all this way to meet us, so why are you turning against us with swords drawn?"
"That's what Mang Ge said in a cold voice."
"That guy surnamed Chen is dishonest. Did he tell you that he didn't get a piece of the stone dust from the statue?"
But I overheard him using a multi-functional phone to contact a buyer, wanting to sell the half-pound of stone statue ash he had.
Do you really think I don't want any payment for picking you up?
We agreed that if we could get the stone statue, I would only need one-tenth of it.
If I can't get it, so be it. When I, Brother Mang, travel the world, I'm all about one word—righteousness!
But this kid, while claiming he didn't find a single gram, actually hid half a pound of it in the shrink capsules inside his shoes!
Today, there is only one language left on Earth – Chinese.
Mang Ge was speaking in Chinese, of course.
Because the world was unified in the early years, people supported each other after major disasters, and people from different places lived together, so there was more mixed blood.
People of pure Asian descent like Song Feng and Chen Gou are now rare among ordinary people at the bottom of society.
Song Feng looked at Chen Gou.
Chen Gou stood up shakily, looking around nervously.
Song Feng understood.
"Brother Dog, since Brother Mang wants it, just give it to him."
Chen Gou sighed and stood up.
"Brother Mang, you're not giving me time to explain! You just start beating me up right away, really..."
"Brother Mang snorted."
"Enough with the nonsense! You won't listen to reason, so don't blame me for being ruthless! Hand over all the ashes from the statues, and I won't kill you!"
Chen Gou explained.
"After I got the ash from the statue, I tried firing it in the hold the next day."
This stuff is just a bunch of calcium carbonate; it doesn't contain any growth-promoting substances at all.
"Nonsense! The Song Dynasty stone statue has remained unweathered and uncorroded for thousands of years. How could that be possible without some kind of life-giving substance!"
"I also think it's strange, but this pile of ashes really doesn't have any spirit!"
I can't have made this trip for nothing; I need to at least earn back the boat tickets for myself and my brother Song Feng.
I contacted a gangster brother in the metaverse, thinking of having him take over my business.
At this point, Chen Gou said to Song Feng.
"Brother, it's not that I'm hiding anything from you, but while you were unconscious for over ten days, I already finalized my business deal. Anyway, this thing is pretty useless, so I might as well find a sucker to sell it to and make some money, what do you say?"
Although he hadn't known Chen Gou for long, Song Feng still had a good idea of what kind of person he was.
It's not surprising that he would keep what he got for himself.
In truth, all the expenses for this trip were paid by Chen Gou, and Song Feng didn't care how Chen Gou dealt with what he got.
But now, Mang Ge's axe is eager to be used, and Song Feng does not want to be implicated.
"I don't want to be a peacemaker, but Brother Dog, if you can't beat Brother Mang, don't force yourself. Hand over the stuff. In this world, the strong always reign supreme."
Seeing that Song Feng couldn't help him either, Chen Gou could only shake his head and sigh.
"What a loss! What a loss! I've lost a huge amount of money on this trip, sigh..."
Chen Gou reluctantly pulled a retractable capsule from the sole of his shoe, threw it forcefully, and a ceramic jar appeared, containing some broken stones and powder.
They were still wet. It is estimated that when Chen Gou was rescuing the unconscious Song Feng and bringing him ashore, he accidentally saw the fragments of the Song Gua stone statue that had fallen into the sea due to the struggle between various parties.
After obtaining the fragments of the Song Gua stone statue, Mang Ge raised his large axe and said.
"You two, jump into the sea."
Chen Gou was taken aback, then said angrily.
"Brother Mang! That's not fair of you! I've given you everything, why do you still want me dead!"
Song Feng felt most wronged.
"What does this have to do with me?"
Mang Ge smiled dismissively.
"I said I wouldn't kill you, not that I wanted to keep you on my ship. As for you, it's still over a month's journey back to the Chinese Empire. You're not one of our own, and I wouldn't feel comfortable leaving you on board! Alright, all of you, get off! Don't force me to ask you to get off!"
At this moment, the ship is sailing in the middle of the vast Pacific Ocean.
If you jump into the sea from here, there may be no islands for hundreds or even thousands of nautical miles around.
That would be a dead end.
Chen Gou was still pleading with Mang Ge for mercy.
Song Feng had already taken the spear in his hand.
"Since that's the case, we have no choice but to fight for our lives!"
As the spearmen thrust out, Song Feng's spear moved swiftly, his feet darting about, managing to strike extremely tricky angles even in the narrow cabin.
Brother Mang is just as his name suggests; he has no special moves, only recklessness, smashing the spearhead of Song Feng's spearman with a single axe blow.
Song Feng possessed innate superhuman strength, while Mang Ge developed his strength through the acquired eighth-level spiritual martial arts realm and specialized power-type techniques.
The two clashed weapons, the force of which shattered windows, wooden bed boards, wooden tables, chairs, and other items.
The four people standing at the door wanted to go in and help, but the cabin was too small to accommodate more people.
Song Feng sheathed his spear, raised the handle, and thrust his spear back. The mang brother had just exerted his strength in the front but had not yet exerted his strength in the back, so he had no time to react and was stabbed in the left shoulder by Song Feng's spear.
"ah!!!"
With a roar, Song Feng channeled his power throughout his body, pushing the spearman and forcefully shoving Mang Ge, spear and all, through the broken doorway.
Just when it seemed that Mang Ge was about to be pushed into the sea by Song Feng.
Mang Ge used a spinning axe technique, throwing the giant axe in his hand.
Song Feng had no choice but to dodge.
The giant axe whizzed past Song's cover and returned to Mang Ge's hand.
Chen Gou followed him out and stood next to Song Feng, giving him a thumbs up.
"Brother, you're amazing! A fifth-tier cultivator fighting an eighth-tier cultivator and still managing to make him suffer! I'm really impressed with you! Here, quickly eat this Nine Oxen Two Tigers Pill of mine, this stuff will give you a short-term power boost!"
Song Feng glanced at Chen Gou's pills.
This guy claims to be skilled in alchemy.
He showed himself many pills along the way, but he was reluctant to take even one himself.
They're not stingy now.
Mang Ge had five men on his side, and they had already surrounded the two of them.
Song Feng felt that he had no choice but to try and see if taking drugs could help him break through the encirclement.
Just then, a burst of rousing rock music began to play.
"♫Oh—you, you, you want to dance? You, you, you want to dance…"
As soon as the song started, apart from Song Feng, the other six people on the boat, including Chen Gou and Mang Ge, suddenly started dancing on the spot, for some unknown reason.
"Ugh! Why do I have to dance?!"
"Why is my body not obeying my commands?"
"Stop! Stop!"
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