I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 2013 Hijacking
As soon as he finished speaking, the sky suddenly darkened, dark clouds gathered, and strong winds blew. Then, a huge lightning bolt came down from the sky like an angry dragon out of the sea, with a deafening roar, and smashed down fiercely.

The giant lightning bolt hit the fish-headed man squarely. In a flash, the fish-headed man was enveloped in dazzling blue light, as if pierced by thousands of sharp swords at the same time. His figure twisted and struggled in the lightning, but in the end he was unable to withstand the destructive force.

Such a huge impact made everyone present hold their breath. Although the fish-headed man was usually arrogant, he was very strong at this moment. He didn't say a word and was directly turned into ashes by the giant lightning. The air was filled with a pungent smell of burning, which made people want to vomit.

This sudden scene not only frightened the people around, they stared with eyes wide open, mouths wide open, but could not say a word. Even Chen Manni, who was standing nearby, was trembling with fear, she covered her mouth tightly with both hands, fearing that she would scream in fear.

A living fish-headed man was chopped into ashes right next to her. How scary! Chen Manni's heartbeat quickened, and beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead. Her mind was blank, and only the horrific scene kept replaying.

"Hurry, catch them and bring them into the cabin!" A fish-headed man was the first to come back to his senses from his shock. Fear flashed in his eyes, and he pulled Chen Manni into the cabin without saying a word.

Chen Manni staggered a few steps and almost fell. Although she was very reluctant, the fish-headed man was incredibly strong and she could not resist at all. She could only be passively taken into the dim cabin.

The captain and the fat man witnessed this scene. Although they were indignant and wanted to take this opportunity to resist, they had no spiritual power in their bodies, just like ordinary people facing a strong enemy. They could only watch helplessly as they were caught by the fish-headed people like chickens and thrown into the cabin one by one. The cabin was suddenly crowded with people, and the atmosphere was depressing and tense.

Strangely enough, the lightning that struck from the dark clouds in the sky seemed to have completed some mysterious mission. Not long after the lightning, the originally dense dark clouds began to gradually dissipate. The dark clouds on the horizon seemed to be gently brushed away by an invisible hand, revealing the long-lost starry sky and a hazy moon.

"What's going on? Have the clouds dispersed?" A fish-headed man poked his head out of the small window of the cabin half-doubtingly, carefully observing the situation outside.

"No matter whether they disperse or not, let's get out of this damn place!" another fish-headed man shouted impatiently.

There was a slight tremor in his voice. Obviously, the scene of their boss being turned into ashes by a bolt of lightning had left him with a deep psychological trauma, making him full of fear of this place.

The cabin was suddenly filled with noise, and the fish-headed people began to get busy, preparing to leave this place.

"Who among you can drive a boat?" A sharp voice suddenly sounded, and a man with a pointed fish head turned his gaze to the imprisoned fat man and others, with a questioning gleam in his eyes.

Tiger, Fatty, the Captain and the others looked at each other, secretly thinking of countermeasures. They knew that this was a rare opportunity, and if they could grasp the opportunity well, they might be able to find a chance to escape.

At this time, the fat man gritted his teeth, swallowed his saliva, mustered up the courage to stand up, twisted the corners of his clothes with his hands unconsciously, and said with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice: "I... I am the captain."

As he said this, his eyes flickered, as if he was expecting the other party to be convinced immediately, but also afraid of seeing more doubt from those strange looks.

"You are? You don't look like it!" The pointed-mouthed fish-headed man narrowed his scaly eyes and looked him up and down vigilantly, as if he wanted to see through every inch of the fat man's skin to find any clues that were inconsistent with the identity of "Captain".

"Resemble, of course!" At this time, another fish-headed man with a rounder head interrupted. Its voice was a bit honest, but also mixed with a bit of teasing.

The guy shook his round head, as if trying to recall something. "What's that saying? A big head and thick neck means he's either a boatman or a cook!"

After saying this, the guy even patted his equally strong neck to show his sympathy, because he was promoted from a cook to a sergeant.

"Yes, yes, either a boatman or a cook, I am the boatman!" The fat man echoed repeatedly, with a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.

At the same time, in his heart, he had already used an invisible whip to whip these ugly fish-headed people tens of thousands of times, cursing why they were so difficult to deal with.

The pointed-mouthed fish-headed man didn't seem to be moved by the fat man's explanation. His eyes were still as sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to see through the secrets deep in the fat man's heart. After looking for a long time and finding nothing, he nodded.

"Okay, get some guys here and take this guy to sail the boat!" the man with the pointed fish head ordered in an unquestionable tone.

Several strong fish-headed men approached quickly, grabbed the fat man's arms roughly but skillfully, and almost half-dragged and half-pulled him into the cockpit of the wooden boat.

After reaching the cockpit, they ruthlessly pushed the fat man to the huge rudder, then stepped aside, staring at the fat man with murderous eyes.

The fat man stood in front of the rudder, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his heart that was beating wildly due to nervousness.

He looked around, and the various instruments and levers in the cockpit seemed both strange and familiar. Although this was his first time to personally operate this huge wooden ship, he had seen the captain drive many times before, so he had some idea of ​​how to do it.

The control system of the wooden boat is indeed quite simple, with a round steering wheel controlling the direction, and several operating levers distributed next to it, responsible for the raising and lowering of the sails, the retracting and releasing of the anchor, etc. The fat man recalled every detail of the captain's operation, carefully stretched out his hands, slowly turned the steering wheel, and adjusted the operating levers at the same time.

After a while, the wooden boat made a deep and powerful roar, and then the whole boat shook slightly, as if it was pushed by some invisible force, and slowly sailed to a predetermined location. The fat man stared at the water ahead, feeling both nervous and expectant.

However, as time went by, the atmosphere in the cabin became more and more wrong. The man with the pointed fish head was originally sitting in the cabin waiting, but as time went by, he gradually realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the ship's route. He stood up suddenly, rushed out of the cabin angrily, and went straight to the cockpit. When he saw that the wooden boat was spinning in place and had already turned several circles, his anger was instantly ignited. He rushed to the fat man in a few steps and kicked him to the ground. The fat man's body hit the rudder heavily, making a dull sound.

"You bastard, you're just strolling here!" The sharp-mouthed fish-headed man cursed angrily, swinging his fist as big as a casserole and hitting the fat man fiercely. Each punch was accompanied by a whistling sound, making the fat man wail.

"Captain, captain, stop fighting! If you kill them, there will be no one to drive the boat." A fish-headed man hurried forward and tried to dissuade the furious pointed-mouthed fish-headed man.

"I don't believe that if we kill him, there will be no one in the cabin to drive the boat?" The man with the pointed fish head cursed, with a cruel smile on his lips, as if he wanted to pour out all his anger on the fat man in front of him.

However, even though he said this, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. After all, the eldest prince had issued a death order. If he could not bring the people aboard in time because no one was driving the boat, he would most likely be beaten to death by the eldest prince.

Amid the roar of the sharp-mouthed fish-headed man, he stopped beating the fat man. His fist hung in the air, as if time had frozen.

"Get up and drive the boat obediently!" The man with the pointed fish head roared again, and then pulled the fat man up from the ground.

The fat man's face was covered with scars, his nose and face were bruised, and his eyes were full of fear and despair. His head was buzzing, and he could hardly hear what the sharp-mouthed fish-headed man was saying. But even so, he could only nod mechanically to show his obedience.

"Keep sailing!" ordered the man with the pointed fish head.

The wooden boat started again, and with the creaking of the wooden planks and the shaking of the hull, it slowly moved forward. This time, the wooden boat no longer circled, but headed in a certain direction.

The fat man endured the pain in his body, held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and looked forward with tears in his eyes. He knew that it was almost impossible for them to save themselves by themselves, and he only hoped that Liu Jun could catch up as soon as possible.

As for whether Liu Jun could find them, he was not worried. Based on his understanding of Liu Jun, the possibility that Liu Jun did not leave a backup plan on the ship was very low.

At this time, Liu Jun and the others were still in Wu Peng's tomb. No, it should be said that they were still in Wu Peng's house.

Wu Peng has been resurrected with full health, so this place certainly cannot be called a tomb.

"Young man, you helped me to refine this elixir, so I cannot go back on my word. Tell me, what reward do you want?" Wu Peng stroked his gray beard, his eyes flashing with anticipation, as if he was ready to give Liu Jun a generous reward.

Liu Jun grinned, a sly look flashing in his eyes. "I don't want any other rewards. Just hand over the person who attacked me when we were fighting the emperor's corpse."

As soon as these words came out, the others around him looked at Liu Jun with confusion. A sneak attack? What sneak attack? They recalled the thrilling battle with the emperor's corpse, but they didn't notice anyone lurking around at that time. Could it be that someone really attacked secretly in that chaotic battlefield?
Wu Peng's expression froze for a moment. He didn't expect Liu Jun to make such a request. Then he laughed dryly, trying to hide his inner panic: "What sneak attack? I really don't know."

Seeing this, Liu Jun sneered. He knew Wu Peng was pretending to be stupid, but he didn't expose him directly. He bowed slightly, with a bit of sarcasm in his tone: "Senior, you are boring now. This is your territory. You are such a big man, how could you not know? Well, since you are not trustworthy, I don't want this reward. The elixir just now is a gift from me. We will never see each other again."

After saying that, Liu Jun turned around and left with firm steps, without any reluctance.

When the others saw Liu Jun's attitude, they looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and could only turn around and follow.

"Hey, wait, wait!" Wu Peng's voice suddenly sounded, a little hurried and flustered. He seemed to be afraid that Liu Jun would really leave like this, so he quickly spoke to keep him.

Liu Jun stopped walking upon hearing the voice, turned around, showed a respectful look on his face, and said: "Senior, do you still need my help? I will do my best to help you."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Peng's face could not help but turn slightly red. He naturally knew who had attacked Liu Jun and the others, but the other party had some connection with him, which put him in a dilemma.

Seeing this, Yao Guangxiao laughed inwardly. Liu Jun's move of retreating to advance was really superb, and he directly defeated the old man Wu Peng.

Wu Peng looked at Liu Jun and Yao Guangxiao with mixed feelings in his heart. He sighed and said, "Well, wait a moment. I'll buy you some tea."

There was a hint of helplessness and compromise in his tone, as if he wanted to take this opportunity to ease the atmosphere.

Upon hearing this, Liu Jun nodded slightly, indicating that he was willing to wait.

So, the group followed Wu Peng to a teahouse. The teahouse was quiet and peaceful, with the fragrance of tea everywhere, making people feel relaxed and happy. They sat around a round table, and Wu Peng personally poured tea for them, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

While drinking tea, Wu Peng did not mention the sneak attack, but chatted with Liu Jun about some unimportant topics. Liu Jun was also happy about this, because he understood that some things could not be solved in a hurry and needed to be done slowly.