Late autumn.

In the hazy drizzle, the sky is slightly gloomy and the quiet sea surface is separated by a long time before you can occasionally hear the sound of the wind and sobbing.

Clang, clang.

Amid the heavy impact of the rails, a sea train with only four cars was like a sharp sword flying arrow, piercing through the silence in the autumn rain and heading towards the east.

The orange-yellow warm lights were lit in the carriage, and the barbecue stove under the light was sizzling with oil smoke, and the meat was filled with fragrance. A group of people were gathered at the table to eat and drink. The atmosphere was lively and cheerful.

Double glazed windows separate the cold autumn atmosphere, and inside and outside the carriage are like two worlds.

"There are barbecue and wine, and beauty... and rain! It's so good, so good!".

A thin man like a thin monkey swallowed the barbecue with satisfaction, raised his wine glass and stood up, laughing,

"Come on, Captain Heck, I'll give you a cup. If you hadn't been decisive and courageous, you would have chosen to go to the branch below to be a colonel before going to war with Charlotte Lingling this time, so how could we live now!"

"Just coincidence."

Heck, who was sitting opposite, had a fat head and ears, and was wearing a brand new Navy Colonel uniform that was almost burst. He raised his wine glass casually, touched the edge of the thin monkey man's glass slightly, and said reservedly:

"I have been planning the matter of release for more than a year. The grandsons of the personnel department don't know how much filial I have eaten. They have delayed it until now to get things done, and they just avoided this war."

"Hmph, it seems that they took care of me specifically and asked me to accept this favor in the future."

"Hey, why do those bad people do? No matter what, you are now the colonel of Branch 78."

The thin monkey man knew that he had slapped the horse's legs and quickly laughed and flattered him in another direction. "When you arrive at the branch a few days later, you will be the boss there! The entire island has to listen to you, and you can have whatever you want. Isn't it ten or a hundred times better than being a grandson in Marinfando?"

"Of course."

This sounds much more comfortable. Colonel Heck showed a hint of lust and sneered:

"Or why would I do that with such great effort? Anyway, I don't have much room for promotion to stay at the headquarters. It's better to go to such a small place while I'm still young and enjoy life."

When he said that he was excited, he couldn't help but reach out to touch the young girl leaning against him.

The latter moaned, crawled into Heck's arms with charming face, gently rubbed the fat belly with his fingertips, drawing circles.

This little slut!

Heck was seduced and his desire surged, but he was worried that all the gang of slutty followers he brought were present, so he could only suppress it.

He had already made up his mind that when he arrived at the branch base, his first thing he did was to close the door and deal with this bitch first!

With the thin monkey man taking the lead, the other followers also stood up to toast, and the flattery and flattering words in their mouths were all the same, which made Colonel Heck feel more and more happy, no longer worried about the little things in his lower body, and he laughed and drank happily.

The atmosphere in the carriage became more and more lively and cheerful.

...

in this case.

No one noticed that there were four figures on a huge reef several kilometers away outside the window, looking through the rain screen in silence at the sea train that was getting closer and closer.

The drizzle enveloped the entire sea, but it bypassed them, as if there was an invisible barrier above, blocking the cold rain.

"Do you do it now, Master Vito?"

A strong man, who was over five meters tall, spoke, and his voice was as rough and powerful as his strong chest, as if suppressing the terrifying power that made people feel thrilling.

"No hurry."

A low and magnetic voice came from the front. The man called Master Vito, whose blue eyes were withdrawn from a distance, and he smiled indifferently with a cigar in his mouth.

"The price of meat has been rising recently. I finally baked it, so I have to let people eat a few more bites..."

“It’s not good to waste.”

Compared to the strong man's extremely oppressive body, Vito's height is much normal.

He was about two meters tall and thirty-six years old, and was the most charming time for a man. He had blonde hair meticulously combed it into his back, and his chin was covered with carefully-treated short beards. He was so handsome that he was a little distorted, almost like a palace noble who walked out of the oil painting.

But the black suit and white shirt he wore were not buttoned, the smooth muscle lines, and the scarred chest were far from the elegant aristocratic temperament, but instead added a bit of the unique slutty taste of mature men.

"yes."

The Wumi strong man nodded silently and stopped asking more questions. Obviously, he had trust and obedience to Vito that came from his bones.

Next to the strong man, there were two figures.

The left side was wearing a black robe and a hood, revealing the face of the handsome young man who was covered by half.

The boy's head was slightly lowered, and his right hand played with a delicate dagger, allowing him to fly up and down his fingertips, but the man remained silent from beginning to end, as if he was in another world in the shadow.

The other is a girl with a delicate face, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with long silver hair almost as wide as her waist, and was simply tied behind her head by a light golden ribbon.

She was carrying a giant sword that was thicker than her waist and stood quietly behind Vito. Her blue eyes were clear and clear, and she could not see any impurities, like sea water without dust.

"Hehe, I can't bear to bear the barbecue? In my opinion, you can't bear to bear the cigar in your mouth, right?"

The charming and lazy woman's voice sounded, but the silver-haired girl carrying a giant sword still stood still silently. Obviously, this was not what she said.

Ruthless.

Vito's suit swayed behind. The ragdoll cat, which had been hidden inside, crawled out and lazily lay on the shoulder of the former. It glanced at the cigar that had just been sucking for a few seconds and said:

"After all, the old man left you with the inventory. There are not many, so it is used as a thought, but the cigar has to be completely rooted at once. At most, it can be stored in the box. Keep it for the next time..."

"Talk too much."

Vito shook his shoulder impatiently. The cat caught off guard and fell to the ground. He screamed and rolled around the potholes for a few times, covered in rain. When he raised his head, his little face felt aggrieved.

"Bad young master, stinky master, bullying people again..."

It mumbled angrily, shook its wet little head hard, but did not climb onto Vito's shoulders. It was not for another reason, but the latter had a cleanliness obsession.

Not serious, just minor.

However, if you climb up with a muddy body, you will still be kicked into the sea by the handsome blonde man with disgust.

The rain is getting heavier.

"It's almost done..."

He slowly exhaled a breath of smoke and glanced at the sea train that was about to speed through the front. Vito finally took his gun from behind, pressed it against his right shoulder, and aimed at the front of the car in front.

Instead of shooting immediately, he bit the cigar and turned his head slightly and took a hard breath.

The tobacco burned wildly, and the sea breeze happened to blow, and the whole section of long and complete ashes disappeared like white ghosts, with the faint bitterness and spicyness, disappearing in the cold autumn rain.

"Comfortable."

Vito narrowed his eyes with pleasure, took off the cigarette butt in the corner of his mouth with his free left hand, and flicked his fingers forward casually. At the same time, he no longer looked at the scope, and pulled the trigger with his right hand.

Bang!

The fire was dazzling, and the smoke splashed. The copper bullets that came out of the bore were so fast that it was difficult to see clearly. They just broke through the cigar butts that had just begun to fall in front of them, forming a three-point and one-line force with the muzzle train. They penetrated the rain curtain in a blink of an eye and disappeared from sight.

The cigarette butts that were still burning completely collapsed and turned into countless pieces of tobacco, which were all spilling.

The sound of rain was bleak, and the sea trains in the distance were still speeding forward.

"Not hit?"

The little Ragdoll cat felt strange and subconsciously looked up at Vito.

"No hurry."

The latter took out an ordinary cigarette from somewhere. As soon as he took out the lighter, the steam engine suddenly burst out from a distance. It was still clearly audible when the rain screen that was thousands of meters apart.

The ghost on the sea was flying on the track, and slowly stopped its pace.

Bang!

Vito then lit the smoke and took a sip. He looked up at the dispersed smoke, just like a seagull flying by in the distance. He dusted the ashes and said with a smile:
Chapter completed!