Davis and others had no reaction at all, and they felt a sword light flashing in front of them, and several places on their bodies were chilling at the same time.

They couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, not knowing what was going on.

After a while, Davis and others felt a heart-wrenching pain coming from their wrists and ankles, and then blood lines slowly appeared on their hands and feet.

The Biyou Fairy Sword was so sharp that it didn't feel it when it passed through Davis and others' wrists and ankles. Moreover, the wound was very thin. It took a long time before the blood began to slowly seep out of the wound under the pressure.

Davis was the first to let out a pig-killing scream. At this time, he found that his body had regained freedom, and the invisible binding force suddenly disappeared.

But his hands and feet were completely unable to use any force, and he couldn't even hold the heavy pistol and fell to the ground with a click.

The other men were in the same situation, and the guns in their hands fell to the ground one after another.

But after all, they were the ones who were licking blood at the edge of the knife. They were more tough than Davis. Davis was already rolling on the ground in pain.

In just a moment, Xia Rufei's Biyou Fairy Sword had cut all the muscles of Davis.

Charlie was stunned. He was already convinced that the young Chinese man in front of him was the legendary Eastern God! Otherwise, how could he have such immortal methods? In the face of such absolute combat power, the speed of the guns was completely inferior to that of the Eastern God! There was also the elusive weapon of the Eastern God. He just saw a vague light that seemed to be a sword light, but it flashed in the night sky and disappeared immediately.

Could this be the legendary sword immortal? Charlie couldn't help but have the idea that when he was learning Chinese, he had read the legend of the Shushan Sword Warrior, and he was fascinated by the legendary description of the flying sword.

Taking the enemy's head thousands of miles away is so domineering!

Xia Rufei's face was still calm and gentle. He said lightly: "Charlie, they no longer have any ability to resist. What they want to deal with is up to you."

Xia Rufei and Charlie met by chance, but he felt that he could fall into such a thing by just resting in a sea. It was also a kind of fate, so he saved him casually.

If Charlie's compassion was flooded and he decided to let Davis go, he wouldn't have any objection.

If Charlie is really willing to spare Davis' life, Davis's tendons and feet will even have hope to take them back. After all, the Biyou Fairy Sword is really too sharp, and Xia Rufei's operation is even more subtle, so the incision can be said to be very flat and does not hurt other places. As long as a good surgeon is found in time for surgery, it is unlikely to recover completely, but at most it will be a little inconvenient to move, and it will not be possible to take a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

Of course, if Charlie really made such a choice, Xia Rufei would be somewhat disappointed with him, but he was just disappointed.

After Xia Rufei said this, he stepped on the Biyou Fairy Sword that Charlie could not see at all, and prepared to leave with the sword.

Seeing that Xia Rufei seemed to be leaving, Charlie hurriedly shouted: "Sir God, please stay!"

Xia Ruofei had already driven the Biyou Fairy Sword and flew a few meters towards the sky. He heard this and stopped the flying sword, turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Charlie hurriedly said, "Sir God, Davis has several accomplices on duty in the cockpit. They have guns in their hands. If you are not busy with me, I will definitely not be their opponent. The so-called saving people to the end, sending Buddha to the West, and asking God to help me!"

Xia Rufei couldn't help but smile and said, "Your Mai is pretty good! You even know how to send Buddha to the West. But... if you are talking about the five people in the cockpit, then you don't have to worry. They are now like Davis, and they have no ability to resist. They can be said to be slaughtered by you."

Xia Rufei's mental power can cover at least fifteen kilometers. Although this yacht is one of the best large-sized yachts in the world, its total length is only 160 or 70 meters. After Xia Rufei's mental power swept, he already knew exactly what the entire yacht was going on.

Before he arrived, Davis had killed all the crew, bodyguards and other staff on the yacht. The ones who stayed were naturally Davis' accomplices, and those guys were chatting in the cockpit, but they could not escape Xia Rufei's detection. Compared with the two, the identities of these people have been confirmed.

So, when Xia Rufei released the Biyou Fairy Sword just now, he first cut off the tendons of Davis and others' hands and feet, then drew a graceful arc and flew directly to the cockpit as usual.

This is not a problem for Xia Rufei.

Although he was unable to take the heads of a sword fairy like the legendary sword fairy, it would be no difficulty to accurately control the position more than 100 meters away within the coverage of his mental power.

This was only done by Xia Rufei in one thought, and the speed was very fast. Moreover, it was located at both ends of the yacht from here and the cockpit, which was more than 100 meters away. The sounds could not be heard there, so Charlie was not aware of it.

Of course, Charlie believed Xia Rufei's words without doubt. After hearing this, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide and murmured: "Remote Flying Sword Control... Is the master the legendary sword immortal?"

Xia Ruofei couldn't help laughing and said, "You know a lot! But I'm not a sword fairy... Okay, I've been staying here for a long time, so I'll leave the rest to yourself!"

After saying that, Xia Rufei thought about it, and the Biyou Fairy Sword carried him away from the yacht quickly.

Charlie hurriedly pulled out his pocket and shouted: "Sir God, this is my contact information. Please accept it! Charlie is unforgettable to save his life! I hope he will be honored to be able to serve God and share his worries in the future!"

Charlie was thinking that this Oriental Sword Immortal probably looked down on things like money, but if the God of God has some troubles in the secular world that he doesn't want to deal with, then he will have the chance to share the worries of the God of God.

From Charlie's perspective, it is absolutely a rare opportunity to establish a certain connection with such a magical Eastern immortal. What's more, he received such a great favor today and even his life was saved by the gods. He also hopes from the bottom of his heart that one day he can repay the gods in an appropriate way.

However, after Charlie found that after he finished speaking, the figure of the immortal had become very small. It was obviously flying to such a distance in an instant. He had to try hard to open his eyes to see the figure flying in the air with a little bit of faint moonlight.

Charlie held a business card made of pure gold in his hand and stood in the cold wind feeling lost.

At this time, an invisible force came, rolling up the business card in his hand and flying towards the direction where the gods left just now.

At the same time, the voice of the god just now came from Charlie's ears: "I have accepted your business card. If you need it, I will contact you."

Charlie suddenly changed from extreme loss to ecstasy, and he quickly shouted: "Yes! Thank you, Lord God! You...you go slowly..."

He really didn't know what to say in the end, and when he was in a state of excitement, he finally put the word "slow walking".

The immortal no longer heard any sound, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

Flying in the air, taking objects from the air, flying long-range swords... all these magical methods shocked Charlie's heart.

Before today, he never thought that the magical immortals in Chinese myths and legends actually existed in reality.

Seeing all this with his own eyes today is really beyond his understanding.

Charlie stood in front of the deck railing, stood in the direction where Xia Rufei disappeared for a while, then calmed down and turned to look at Davis.

Davis' pain was slightly relieved at this time, mainly because his desire to survive was very strong, and he had no time to care about the pain of his wrists and ankles.

As soon as Charlie looked over, Davis quickly showed a pitiful expression and begged: "Charlie...Brother! Please let me go! I...I have become a useless person and can no longer pose a threat to your status. For the sake of our brothers, you..."

Those big men didn't dare to speak at all. They knew that their lives were in Charlie's hand, and the most effective way was naturally to beg for mercy. As long as Charlie was willing to let Davis go, they would naturally have hope of survival.

Apart from that, there was no other way. Although they were as strong as cows a few minutes ago, although the powerful large-caliber pistol was right at their hands, they didn't even have the strength to hold the gun. After the tendons broke, it was impossible for them to raise the gun, let alone aiming and shooting.

It can be said that they are now completely lambs to be slaughtered.

Charlie stared at Davis with a weird smile on his face, and he asked faintly: "Brother's fight? Davis, have you ever thought about our brother's fight, have you ever thought about our parents in heaven when you point this pistol at my forehead and pull the trigger?"

Charlie said as he walked over and squatted down and picked up Davis' gun. He played with the gun in his hand and glanced at Davis with a playful look.

Davis begged in tears: "I... I am really obsessed with the ghosts, I'm confused for a moment! Charlie, please don't bother me, just... just treat me as a fart and let me go!"

Charlie couldn't help laughing. He pointed Davis' forehead with his pistol and said, "You can bend and stretch, really deserve to be my good brother! Why didn't I see it before? Oh! By the way, you always act without any intention in front of me, and your temper is very hot. You can burst out with just one disagreement. You are completely like a brainless rich second generation... Which one is the real you?"

Davis couldn't help but lose his words. He did pretend very well before, so that Charlie was basically unprepared for him.

If he had followed his previous character, even if he was pointed at the head by a gun, he would not have said such a humble word to beg for mercy.

Charlie stood up and picked up a rope from the deck that they used to tie the body just now, and there were several left.

Davis quickly moved his body in vain, trying to stay away from Charlie, and he shouted, "Charlie, what are you going to do?"

Charlie said while easily tied Davis' legs together and tied them to the deck railing, "Don't be afraid, even if you want to kill you, it's not now..."

After saying that, Charlie did the same thing and tied up the big men.

They had no ability to resist at all, and could only watch Charlie tie them up like rice dumplings.

Charlie picked up two pistols from the ground and said, "Please wait patiently, I'll go to the cockpit to take a look."

After saying that, he walked step by step towards the cockpit on the other end of the yacht. While walking, he removed the silencer from the pistol and threw it on the deck.

While walking onto the third deck through the gangway, Charlie turned around and smiled at Davis. This smile made Davis creepy and couldn't help but have a cold war.

After a while, Davis and others heard a few dull gunfire sounds coming from the direction of the cockpit.

Each shot seemed to hit their hearts, making them tremble all over.

Especially those big men, they were even more depressed. It was obvious that Charlie had shot all their accomplices who were left in the cockpit, so it would definitely be their turn next.

If Davis, as Charlie's brother, still has the chance to make a life, then these big men, as the murderers who slaughtered so many crew members, their identities are the same as those on duty in the cockpit. Since Charlie killed the people in the cockpit, there is no reason to leave them behind.

After a while, Charlie's figure appeared on the three decks.

In the eyes of Davis and others, Charlie was simply the embodiment of Satan at this time. Maybe it was the fear in his heart, or maybe it was the reason why Charlie had just killed someone. In short, Davis and others, Charlie seemed to have a bit of bloody smell of blood on his body now.

Charlie walked down the gangway with brisk steps and arrived at the second deck.

"Mr. Charlie, spare your life..." One of the big men could not control the fear in their hearts and couldn't help but beg for mercy.

Charlie didn't say anything, and raised his hand and shot him, and simply killed the man who begged for mercy first. The shot was very accurate. The man just groaned and then there was no sound.

"It seems that the membership fee I paid at the Shooting Club is not in vain!" Charlie said with a smile.

Then, in the desperate eyes of the remaining men, Charlie shot them all one by one.

"How similar this scene!" Charlie sighed, "Half an hour ago, that's how you treated the innocent staff, and the cute Heatherine..."

After saying this, Charlie turned his attention to Davis...
Chapter completed!