"Uncle Pi, look at what you said? Why don't I miss Brother Shi and the others?" Xiang Ye quickly defended, "How much have they helped us!"

"Just know!" Mr. Pi's face darkened, "We ordinary dust-fighters can't help them. The only thing they can do is not to cause trouble for them."

"That's right, you have to believe Boss Wang and the others. When they come back, let Brother Shi speak up for us!" Aunt Deng said and stuffed a piece of cake into his mouth.

Wang Mu hurried to the hall of "The Legend of the World".

However, Wang Mu did not stop for much and hurried to the secret room on the underground floor.

"I didn't expect that the matter would be so big this time!" Wang Mu's face was also gloomy.

He quickly walked to a corner of the secret room and carefully moved an inconspicuous vase open.

Behind the vase, there was a red button.

Wang Mu pressed the button decisively, and at the same time, a dark grid popped up on the wall next to him, with a very retro hand-cranked phone on it.

Wang Mu picked up the receiver, shook it twice, then lowered his voice and said, "Transfer to the South China Sea line to me."

"The system voiceprint confirms! It is being transferred for you!"

After a while, a low-key man asked in a voice: "Who is it? You can actually call this secret line? Do you know, I haven't gone to sea for many years."

"What are you pretending to be like? I haven't seen you in recent years, but you dare to show off your character to me?" Wang Mu shouted to the phone.

"Oh, who do I think it is? It turns out to be you, the iron cock!" A hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone, "By the way, you shouldn't just talk to me when you call this special line!"

"Old Zheng, I remember you owe me a favor. Now it's time to pay it back!" Wang Mu said seriously.

There was a silence on the other end of the phone. After a while, Lao Zheng, who was speaking in Wang Mu, finally spoke out: "It must be a very difficult thing to ask you to use favors."

"That's right, if it's an ordinary thing, your invincible fleet shouldn't be required to take action!"

"But Lao Wang, I remember I told you that I have already put my horse in Nanshan and swords and guns into the warehouse. If it is too dangerous, I will have the power to refuse the Tao."

"Yes, you do have this right. But Lao Zheng, you must not save those children."

"What kind of kid?"

"Our children who are 'repeated and different from each other'!"

"What? Are the employees you mentioned are in danger?"

"That's right."

"Then you just need to contact the union for help. Mu Yuzi from the special team is not very familiar with you."

"You can only deal with the enemies you encounter this time."

"Is it the guy from the sea?"

"Have you heard of the 'Ghost Fleet'?"

"What?'Return to the Tomb' fleet in the Caribbean region? Lao Wang, did you actually let me go there thousands of miles?"

"No, they are in your South China Sea area now. The situation should be very critical, so I can only find you. You can't stand by and watch!"

"Haha, since it is the future of 'against fate', then I, the elder, have no choice." Lao Zheng also said loudly, "Send me their coordinates, and I will lead the troops there myself."

"Personally?" Wang Mu was also excited, "Okay, Lao Zheng, I really want to give it to you this time!"

At the same time, in an office inside an island base in the South China Sea, an old man with a hairy hair lowered his phone.

"Okay, you 'Ghost Fleet' is actually here to our South China Sea to do something. Do you really think my Invincible Fleet is so famous?" Old Zheng snorted coldly and pressed the button on his desk.

A loudspeaker immediately popped up, and many heroic sounds came from it at the same time.

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"Commander Zheng, what are you asking?"

"There are all. Within ten minutes, I will draw out the most elite ships to form a special fleet. We are going to have a fight with the "Ghost Fleet"!"

"yes!"

After assigning the task, Lao Zheng also turned around and looked out the window.

"Is the 'Ghost Fleet'? I dare to touch my 'Gone with the World'? Then I will let you ghost disappear completely in this sea area!"

A few hours later, the night was already deep.

On a small island in the high seas, the lighthouse flashed in the night, radiating light, guiding the passing ships.

After a while, a fleet of ships with skeleton flags slowly approached.

The searchlights on the lighthouse also illuminated the way forward for them, and the fleet accelerated towards the direction of the lighthouse under the guidance of the flagship.

At this time, in the commander-in-chief of the island base, Gio, the captain of the "Ghost Fleet", was holding a glass of red wine, while tasting it, and looking at the night view outside the window.

At this moment, the door was pushed open.

Hart also saluted Gio.

“Report to the Chief…”

"Hart, needless to say, is that guy Heslaw back?" Geo also interrupted Hart.

"I am worthy of being the captain. I just heard the message from the lighthouse. The Fusluo fleet, which had been reinforced before, has returned."

"It's just Fusro's fleet?" Gio frowned slightly, "Can it be that Heslau's original fleet has been wiped out!"

"Sir, there is indeed this possibility." Hart reported, "According to my statistics just now, the elite ships in the dock are no longer there. The rest are just new ships that are under maintenance and have not yet been put into the water."

"Haha, it seems that my judgment is correct." Geo smiled, "I really didn't expect that this Heslau had emptied his family's fortune in order to seize the treasure. I wonder if they have gained something this time?"

"Sir, what should we do now? Do we need to greet them?"

"Hart, how are the important areas of the base?"

"We have all been controlled by our people. The thorns who disobey orders have also been disarmed by us."

"It's done well, I'm really my best assistant." Geo also patted Hart on the shoulder.

"Sir, this is just my duty."

"Where is that Dust Ferry Union ship?"

"We have locked the ship at the deepest point of the dock, and now I have sent people to be on duty there. I will not let anyone other than our fleet approach you."

"Have Jennas gone up?"

"Of course I went up, that mechanical maniac seemed to be very interested in the black technology on the ship!"

"I think that guy will definitely go up and study it." Geo said seriously. "I didn't expect that there would be ships that could become submarines. In the future, our "Ghost Fleet" should be able to add some new battleships."

"If we own such a ship, our fleet will indeed be more powerful."

"Okay! I'll change my clothes."

"Sir, are you going to?"

"Since Heslaw is back, I will naturally go and see him!"

"Sir, do you need to go there in person?"

"Anyway, Heslau is also the original owner of this base. And if he knows the current affairs, there is no need for us to break up with him, do you think so?"

"The chief is more thoughtful."

"Then let's go! I'll come and meet this legendary Viking powerhouse for a while!"

More than ten minutes later, at the port of the base, the flagship of the Fusrow fleet had already stopped there.

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At this time, Heslau, who had been arrogant before, curled up in a wheelchair. His face looked very pale and he coughed several times from time to time.

Fusrow walked to Heslaw and said in a deep voice: "Sir Heslaw, we have returned to the port."

"Is that so? I finally got back here, but now this base must have been occupied by people!" Heslau said coldly.

Heslau's voice was not high, but he was full of energy. It was obvious that the injury without his body did not cause much trouble to him.

"I just contacted the captains of several areas." Fu Siluo whispered.

"How about it?"

"Everything is lost!"

"All of it?" Heslau sneered, "Okay, you Gio, what a good way! Has he occupied the entire base just in just a little while?"

"Sir, what should we do now?"

"Fusro, don't worry, we just follow the plan. Now we have to learn to be patient." Heslau said, and the man leaned back into the wheelchair again. "Now you push me out! In any case, the former owner of my base will still show his face."

"Yes! Sir, please rest assured. I will definitely find an opportunity to take back the base." Fu Siluo also swore secretly.

A few minutes later, when Fusloe appeared on the deck with Heslau's wheelchair, he saw that on the dock of the port, Gio was already waiting there with the "Ghost Fleet".

"What a big battle! It's worthy of being our ace fleet that "returns to the tomb." Heslau looked at Gio and others, and closed his eyes, "Fusro, push me down!"

"Okay, sir!" Fu Slo said, slowly pushing Heslao off the board.

Gio saw Heslau, who was lying in a wheelchair from a distance, and was also suspicious.
To be continued...