Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 562: Unexpected Changes

Unfortunately, unexpected events are never expected.

Before old Bunin had time to enter the cabin, the water surged into waves and spread far away.

Chu Zihang and the other two emerged from the sea and met Vincent von Ludwig's gaze.

"They're not dead! They're not dead!" exclaimed Vincent von Ludwig.

Old Bunin turned around and froze in place.

He looked shocked and stunned, then quickly turned into ferocious.

He put Christina down, took out the pistol in his arms, and pointed it at Chu Zihang and the other two on the sea.

"The old fox is anxious." Chu Tianjiao sneered.

Old Bunin looked ridiculous and pulled the trigger. The bullet was blocked by Murasame, and the speed of the bullet was just as ridiculous in Chu Tianjiao's eyes.

Susie threw out the scalpels and with precise control, the two scalpels hit old Bunin and Vincent von Ludwig's chest, avoiding the vital parts.

Another hand helped Christina untie the restraints.

"Damn it, why didn't you die in there!" Old Buning opened his mouth and blood gushed out.

Vincent von Ludwig didn't know what crime he had committed. He felt innocent and was stabbed for no reason.

Christina quickly threw the rescue equipment into the sea and led the three people back to the huge icebreaker.

Old Bunin pressed the intercom and gave the order to the staff in the cabin to kill the enemy.

"Son, leave those small fry to your father." Chu Tianjiao stroked the side of the boat, "This boat is really nice! It looks like it is worth a lot of money."

"This is my ship! Mine!" Vincent von Ludwig shouted frantically.

No one cares about this kind of thing.

Chu Zihang came to Old Bunin, squatted down and did some simple inspections.

"You can still live, but you need timely medical treatment." Chu Zihang's notice sounded like a threat.

Old Bunin glared at Chu Zihang fiercely, gritting his teeth and asking, "Why didn't you die?"

"Those things can't kill us." Chu Zihang said, "If we hurry up, you'll let us die in that explosion."

"Yes." said old Bunin.

Chu Zihang said calmly, and Lao Bunin answered calmly.

Chu Zihang's calmness is like the ice in the Far North, filled with chill.

There was a fire hidden in old Bunin's calmness, scorching hot and unbearable.

Old Bunin was also confused. He asked, "How did you escape? Impossible. Those monsters couldn't hold you back for long! You couldn't even handle our pursuit!"

"I never said that was surrender." Chu Zihang recalled his first encounter with Old Bunin: "I just didn't want to cause any more trouble."

Su Si remained silent, she was very aware of Chu Zihang's habits.

When he was in college, Chu Zihang would easily encounter problems when performing tasks. It was not that he did not complete the tasks, but that he completed them too quickly and perfectly.

Killing and fighting seemed to be Chu Zihang's instinct. He would ignore the arrangements of the academy and use his own simplest and most direct method to go straight to the result of the mission.

Facing Old Bunin's pursuit that day, Chu Zihang had been restraining himself, running away if he could, and not considering counterattacking.

Susie once said to Nuonuo: Chu Zihang is a rare knife. He will use the back of the knife to face familiar people without hurting anyone. He will point the blade at every enemy and there will only be blood.

Along the way, Susie slowly realized that the knife had a scabbard.

The blade is still threatening, but only after being unsheathed.

"What kind of monster are you..." Old Bunin was scared. He had only ever been afraid of one person, and that was his boss.

It was a kind of fear of the unknown. I didn't know how powerful the boss was. I only knew that I couldn't deal with him and that the other party could take my life at any time.

At this moment, he was equally afraid of Chu Zihang, that unknown.

He had no idea what kind of monster Chu Zihang was. He thought he was the one in control of everything, the cat.

"I have given you what you wanted, you can go find your partner," said Old Bunin.

Chu Zihang heard a noise followed by several gunshots.

Looking towards the cabin, Chu Tianjiao was wiping the rain from the village and smiling against the door.

Behind him were old Bunin's men, lying quietly in various places.

"Son, I've got it done here." Chu Tianjiao took out a cigar, "Good stuff, authentic Cuban stuff."

Christina didn't know what happened, she clearly didn't blink.

In just a moment, Chu Tianjiao was able to take care of all the minions and also loot cigars from them.

"If you had given it to me earlier, I would have left earlier." Chu Zihang said to Old Bunin, "I am rarely curious."

"I have nothing to be curious about..." said old Bunin.

Chu Zihang shook his head, "I'm curious about your boss."

"Do you really want to... help me?" Old Bunin suddenly felt a little regretful and a little sorry.

Maybe he shouldn't have set up such a plan, it seemed like a farce.

Obviously, the problem could be solved smoothly, but he instinctively didn't trust these guys.

In the eyes of the old fox, there is no trust in the world. Only when your life is held in the hands of others will you know what "obedience" means.

For example, Vincent von Ludwig.

But in this case, that kind of emotion is not called trust. Old Bunin did not trust Vincent von Ludwig, he trusted himself.

People don't trust tools, and people don't trust people.

"It's not really a help." Chu Zihang stood up. "There are too many things to figure out. I have a friend who once heard from another friend that the starting point of the story is Black Swan Harbor, and you can find the answer by heading north."

"What does this have to do with me?" asked old Bunin.

"I need to confirm whether it has anything to do with you." Chu Zihang said.

"Don't you care about your friends? Now that I've lost, it's up to you where you want to go." Old Bunin didn't beg. He calmed down again: "I hope you can spare my life. I don't want to die yet."

"I don't want you to die. You are more useful alive. There are many things to clarify." Chu Zihang asked: "Is the information at the auction true?"

"Yes." Under the current circumstances, there was nothing for Old Bunin to hide any longer.

The loser is a tool. He always thinks this way because he always wins.

Now that he has lost, he still admits it.

Right and wrong, good and evil, are not as important as his sincerity this time.

"I have long since found out about the three guys you are looking for. One is wandering on the Arctic ice field, one is drifting on the sea, and the other is a princess. She has already left Russia," said Old Bunin.

"Why didn't you tell us earlier?" Susie asked. "You've been acting?"

"That's right. I have been acting, trying to get you here to attend this auction. This is my only chance, the only one." Old Bunin stared at the night sky.

He found the brightest star.

"According to the plan, you will die together with the guys who attend the auction." Old Bunin smiled helplessly. All the plans emerged in his mind, and every detail was clear.