After retiring from the Navy, I became a doting husband.

Zhelu strolled leisurely, seemingly very relaxed, but the murderous aura emanating from his body was uncontrollable.

Joel did not speak.

Surrendering was out of the question. She knew what kind of people these former comrades were; they only knew how to kill and complete missions, and they would never give her a way out.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Zheluo looked Joel up and down: "You were once the best among us, but now you've become a little woman, trying to live the life of an ordinary person?"

"With your hands covered in blood, it's impossible for you to leave the organization."

Zheluo said in a deep voice, "Actually, I arrived two days ago. I'm very curious about what kind of man you married."

"Well, the result is really disappointing... You actually married an ordinary retired navy man, who only knows how to forge iron."

"Most importantly, he is a married man."

"Hahaha, Thorn Princess, Thorn Princess, you, the organization's ace assassin, actually married an ordinary man, and a married man at that! It's unbelievable!"

His laughter was filled with grief and sarcasm, and the others joined in, all showing mocking and speechless expressions.

They had assumed that the stunningly beautiful Thorn Princess would find a good husband to marry, but instead, she ended up marrying a retired junior naval officer who was not only an unknown swordsmith but also a married man.

Isn't that being a mistress?

"You're meddling too much."

Joel remained calm in the face of ridicule.

"Let's do it!"

At Zheluo's command, the other three launched their attack before he had even finished speaking.

In the blink of an eye, a lightning-fast attack enveloped Joel, and the three of them displayed even greater power.

"A thousand fingers snatch!"

Thousand Hands' centipede form can unleash both iron blocks and finger guns simultaneously, and the finger guns' firing speed is dozens of times faster than others, making it practically a human machine gun.

Furthermore, his attacks also carried the poison of martial arts.

Hama's toad form has amazing defensive capabilities. Despite his big head and thick neck, he is a cook with immense strength and explosive power. He also has countless pustules on his body that can burst, which he can actively or passively detonate. In addition, he can spray venom from his mouth.

He was like a mobile Venom fortress.

Ah Hu's gecko form greatly increases his speed and stamina. He is as swift as the wind, and his tail is like a long whip, carrying a deadly poison. Every time he uses the Tempest Kick technique, he will shoot out two Tempest Kick slashes, one of which is infused with gecko poison.

Indeed, not only has the three greatly increased their attack power, but their attacks are also highly poisonous, causing instant death to ordinary people upon contact.

Even so, they still couldn't defeat Joel.

At this moment, Zhelu shouted, "Yor, aren't you going to ask where Hei Ji from the Five Poisons Sect went?"

Zheluo said calmly, "You know Hei Ji. She's always been very curious about men, so she plans to play with your man herself. I wonder how long that man can last."

Suddenly, Joel's face hardened with murderous intent, and his breathing became slightly disordered: "If you dare to touch him, I will kill you all!"

rub!

Zhelu made his move, locking onto the opponent's heart with lightning speed and thrusting out his sword.

Die!

Princess Thorns...

Chapter 92 Don't accept what's offered to you

The iron block was spinning at its maximum speed.

Martin, his muscles taut, veins bulging, and his entire body flushed red from the heat of his blood, poured all twelve bottles of golden oil—the golden oil seized by the Black Cat Pirates and the golden oil he bought at the auction—into the bathtub.

His iron block has reached its peak after rigorous training, and he is only half a step away from breaking through. These golden oils will be the opportunity for him to break through.

After doing all this, he took off his clothes, gasped for breath, and plunged into the liquid gold, breathing only through a straw.

A cooling sensation immediately spread across my skin, followed by the tickling and itching from mosquito bites, then turned into pain, and finally into excruciating pain.

Martin gritted his teeth, circulated his qi and blood, and continued to maximize the iron block, keeping all his muscles in an iron block state.

He felt like a hairy crab being put into a steamer, or someone had placed him in a dark, scalding pot, with the rising steam constantly scorching him until he was unbearably hot.

He desperately wanted to use a pair of pliers to pry open the dark, boundless steamer lid above his head, but unfortunately, his body felt as if it were bound, and he couldn't move at all.

Under the constant influence of the steam, he felt his heart begin to pound violently, his body gradually became hot and burning, and his bones ached terribly, as if he had been forged in a furnace.

Finished!

This time it will definitely turn into a fragrant red-shelled hairy crab.

Is it because they love eating crabs?

Is God going to turn me into a crab and stew me in a pot?

In a hazy state, Martin, whose body was burning with heat, felt a gentle, refreshing flow coursing through his body, reaching every part of his limbs and bones, bringing him comfort and relief. The pain in his body was also gradually subsiding.

He slowly opened his eyes at some point, immediately climbed out of the bathtub, stretched in the sunset, and looked around: "How did I fall asleep while in so much pain?"

What does it taste like?

As his nostrils twitched, he frowned involuntarily. Looking down, he saw that the bathtub he was in was filled with black liquid.

Its face and hair were covered with a layer of grayish-black mud, which gave off a faint fishy smell and was very unpleasant.

"How disgusting! What are these things?" Martin's skin crawled with goosebumps.

When did I fall into a cesspool?

Wait a minute, could this be the legendary transformation?

Thinking about it is useless; I should just wash this filthy thing off first.

Martin immediately began to wash off the foul-smelling filth from his body with water.

The filth dissolved in water and resembled silt and impurities, not disgusting feces. He scrubbed himself with shower gel four or five times to make sure there was no odor on his body before drying himself off, changing his clothes, and leaving the bathroom.

"What the heck! Is this me?" Martin was startled when he stood in front of the mirror outside the bathroom door.

The person in the mirror has fair skin, red lips and white teeth, delicate features, and eyes as bright and clear as cold stars. This is basically an upgraded version of myself, and I feel at least ten years younger.

Martin could even clearly sense that his five senses had been enhanced, and his physique seemed to have been strengthened as well. The feeling of ease throughout his body was as if his physical attributes had been directly increased by 10 points.

The humidity in the air, the fragrance of grass and trees outside the window, the sound of the breeze rustling through the leaves, the insects crawling on the tree trunks in the distance—all these can be clearly perceived, giving a feeling that everything is under control.

My perception attribute has also increased by at least 10 points.

"The martial arts masters in wuxia novels have superhuman senses and can detect the slightest movement around them. Can I actually do that?"

Martin didn't use Observation Haki; his perception was simply enhanced.

It's important to know that perception and Observation Haki are closely related. Now that perception has improved so much, one's Observation Haki will definitely improve as well.

When Martin unleashed his Observation Haki, he frowned.

He sensed something was wrong; there was someone in the room who shouldn't be there.

As soon as I stepped out of the room, I heard unusual shouting.

"Help! Help!"

It was a woman's voice, but the sound was so faint that it was impossible to hear clearly.

Martin tiptoed up the stairs and then pushed open the bedroom door.

A woman dressed in black was lying face down on the bed, her whole body convulsing. Suppressed, painful sighs seemed to be drawn out bit by bit from the depths of her soul, spreading throughout the room and weaving a dark blue tapestry of sorrow.

What is this person yelling about?

"Hey! Who are you?"

Martin asked.

The woman turned around, her black gauze dress showcasing her exquisite figure to the fullest, her alluring form resembling a water snake.

The black gauze dress revealed a graceful neck and clearly visible collarbone, her waist was slender and boneless, and her long legs made her appear tall, slender, alluring and captivating.

The other person turned around and gave him a flirtatious smile.

"Miss, what's wrong...?"

Martin glanced at her and immediately recognized her as extraordinary, for she was incredibly alluring.

Bright red lips, and dressed like that?

Are they here to go to war?

In such springtime light, any man's heart would inevitably race.

"Do I look pretty? I don't know why, but I feel really lonely tonight. Come in and keep me company."

The woman fiddled with her long, curly black hair with one finger, licked her red lips, and walked towards Martin.

"Miss, it's a bit chilly, please put on some clothes."

Martin looked wary and stared directly into the other person's eyes.

"Don't worry, it's just the two of us here. Come in and sit down, chat with your sister for a while."

The woman said coquettishly, her eyes revealing a hint of spring and a pleading look.

Martin remained motionless, as if his feet were rooted to the spot.

"By the way, is your wife prettier, or am I prettier?"

"Your wife must have something special about her to be interested in you. Come on, let me see for myself."

The beautiful woman gently breathed on his ear again, her cheeks flushed, as if she could no longer restrain herself.

“I’m worried you won’t be able to handle it. Do you know those moves like Monkey Climbing a Tree, Ten Thousand Mile Poisonous Dragon, Mad Dragon Ascending to Heaven, Eighteen Subduing Dragon Hands, and Pegasus Meteor Fist?” Martin suddenly asked.

The beautiful woman paused for a moment.

“Never heard of you? You’re such a dud, you’re probably only worth 50 Berries. I’m out of luck, if you do the above, I’ll give you an extra 10 Berries, how about it?” Martin asked, counting on his fingers.

"I don't do that kind of work, and your price is unavoidable..." The beautiful woman frowned slightly, seemingly a little unhappy.

Martin scoffed, "How about this, 100 Berries for the whole night, are you in?"