Starting as dockworkers, they swept through Chongqing.

Chapter 93: Chiseling open the hull, dragging it underwater, and the final harvest.

Continue until you confirm that the other person's heartbeat has completely stopped and their pulse has disappeared.

The cold, dark shape underwater—Silon—slowly released its grip on her ankles.

His eyes remained calm and still in the dark water.

For him, having a talent for swimming, he is like a ghost underwater who doesn't need to breathe.

In this underwater battle of patience, the opponent was already dead the moment they fell into the water.

Siren ignored Hall's body, which was gradually floating upwards.

He raised his head, his gaze piercing through the murky water to the small, slightly swaying sampan above him.

The grain of the wooden planks on the bottom of the boat was clearly visible underwater.

Now, there's one left.

And it's the more dangerous one.

Meanwhile, above the water surface.

In the corner of the small boat's cabin.

The tall, thin Buck was panting heavily as he pulled up his belt.

He wore a satisfied yet cruel grin as he looked at the ragged young woman at his feet, her eyes filled with despair.

"It tastes good, but unfortunately, you have to say goodbye to this world."

He came to his senses, his face turning fierce.

He understood the principle of eliminating problems at their root very well.

Buck pulled the two pepper pistols loaded with gunpowder from his waist and deftly deflected the hammers with his thumb.

He lowered his head and pondered for a while, his eyes cold.

"To prevent you from not being completely dead, using a gun is the safest option."

He raised the muzzle of his gun and aimed it at the young man next to him who was already terrified.

"Bang!"

The firelight flashed briefly in the dimly lit cabin, and the smell of gunpowder instantly filled the air.

A bloody hole instantly appeared on the man's forehead, and his body fell backward, lifeless.

The woman let out a piercing scream and desperately shrank back.

Without hesitation, Buck turned the gun around and aimed it at the woman's forehead.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out, and the screams stopped abruptly.

Buck was only relieved after confirming that both men had holes in their foreheads and were bleeding profusely.

"The work is done, now it's clean."

He blew away the smoke from the muzzle of his gun, then tucked it back into his belt and, in the darkness, waded across the boat's deck to head out.

"Hall! Have you fucking raised the sails yet? Why is the ship still spinning in circles?"

Buck muttered curses as he walked.

However, all that answered him was the empty echo from the underground cavern.

There was no one at the stern.

We didn't even see a shadow of Hall.

"Hall? Fatty?"

Buck's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition instantly enveloped his entire body.

He walked quickly to the side of the ship.

Suddenly, he saw something moving underwater, accompanied by a very faint "gurgling" sound of bubbles.

Buck stopped in his tracks with suspicion, his right hand instinctively gripping the pepper box he had just tucked back into his waistband.

He lowered his body, moving closer and closer to the edge of the ship's side, squinting his narrow eyes, trying to see through the dim water.

Amidst the rippling water, a blurry figure slowly emerges from the depths.

Its body was extremely bulky and enormous, and the fabric of its clothes floated in the water like seaweed.

"Hall?!"

Buck's expression changed, and his heart clenched painfully.

He finally saw clearly that the one floating up was his companion, the burly, short, fat man.

At this moment, Hall's face was purple and blue, his eyes were bulging, and his tongue was slightly sticking out. He had obviously drowned and was dead beyond any doubt.

"Grass!"

Buck's scalp tingled instantly, and a chill ran from his tailbone straight to the back of his head.

He knew Hall's swimming ability; how could he have drowned for no reason?

Moreover, the manner of his death was so tragic, it looked as if he had been held down underwater and suffocated!

Without the slightest hesitation, Buck displayed the decisiveness expected of a villain who had spent years living on the edge.

He suddenly pulled out both maneuvers and aimed them at the water around Hall's body.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two shots were fired in quick succession!

The firelight illuminated the water's surface, and the lead bullet tore through the waves and shot into the river.

Unfortunately, Buck never understood the principles of underwater ballistics.

The lead bullet loses most of its kinetic energy the instant it hits the water's surface due to the immense water resistance. It travels less than half a meter before losing its lethality and slowly sinking to the bottom.

Gunshots echoed inside the cave.

Underwater, apart from Hall's body rolling with the waves, there was no other movement.

Not a single drop of extra blood surfaced.

Buck became increasingly alert, leaning against the gun barrel with his hands raised, his nerves taut to the limit.

"Who are you guys underwater?!"

Buck yelled at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing through the cave, but he couldn't hide the slight tremor in his voice.

"Since you've got the guts to kill my brother, why don't you come out and show yourself? If you want the fish, we can talk things over!"

The words fell.

The entire cave was completely silent.

No one answered him; only the "drip-drip" sound of water droplets falling from the stalactites could be heard.

Buck's Adam's apple bobbed as he held fast to the ship.

Various thoughts began to flash wildly through my mind.

"What on earth is that? If it were a human, it would have suffocated to death long ago if it didn't come out to breathe for so long!"

He recalled the sound of Hall's death without any struggle, and thought about how he had taken many lives in the Greywater River over the years.

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, and an indescribable fear gripped his heart.

"Could it be—that those I killed have transformed into water ghosts, seeking revenge?"

When faced with the fear of the unknown, the first thing people think of is running away.

Buck made a quick decision, biting the handle in his mouth to free his hands and grabbing the oars on the deck.

He rowed frantically, trying to paddle the small boat out of this terrible network of underground waterways and back to the main channel.

"Splash! Splash!"

The oars churned the water frantically.

However, something strange happened again.

No matter how hard Buck rowed, the small boat seemed to be gripped tightly by some unseen giant hand, its hull merely spinning in place, moving extremely slowly and unable to move forward even an inch.

Buck was breathing rapidly, and large beads of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

He stopped paddling, constantly scanning the water around him, cursing nervously.

"Get out here! Get out here!"

underwater.

Xilun was gripping the keel at the bottom of the small boat with both hands.

He looked at the vibrations coming through the wooden planks above, a cold sneer flashing in his eyes.

"Trying to leave?"

Xilun activated his expert-level Iron Wall Breathing Technique, his energy surging through his limbs and bones.

He then focused all his strength into the knuckles of his right hand.

Corruption Claws, activate!

A dark golden luster shone silently underwater, and an aura carrying extremely corrosive and destructive power instantly enveloped his five fingers.

Xilun took a deep breath of water and kicked off the underwater rocks with both legs.

Using the recoil, his right hand, like a hammer piercing through armor, slammed upwards into the wooden hull of the small boat.

"Bang!"

A dull, loud crash, like wood shattering.

Buck, who was on the water, felt a jolt beneath his feet and almost fell over.

He looked down in horror.

It was discovered that the solid wooden planks at the bottom of the ship's cabin had been pierced by some terrifying force!

A hole the size of a bowl was instantly ripped open, and five deep claw marks were clearly visible on the broken wood.

The edges of the claw marks even had charred, corroded traces.

"Hiss hiss hiss"

The cold, murky seawater instantly gushed in like a fountain, seeping wildly through the hole and quickly washing over my feet.

"No! No!"

Buck screamed in panic, completely losing his mind.

He frantically pulled the trigger, aiming at the black hole that was spewing water.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

One bullet after another was fired into the water, but only a dull thud was heard; not a single spark was produced.

The seawater intruded extremely quickly.

In less than half a minute, the waterline of the small boat dropped sharply, and the hull began to tilt violently.

"thump!"

Finally, just as the boat capsized completely, Buck lost his balance and fell into the water.

As soon as Buck fell into the water, before he could even regain his footing...

Underwater, a hand, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, precisely grabbed his ankle.

Pull hard!

Buck was instantly pulled into the deep water.

At the moment he was pulled into the water, Buck's panicked expression revealed the attacker's true face in the water.

It's not some kind of water ghost covered in scales.

It's not some kind of grotesque alien species.

Instead, it was a shirtless young man with a cold and stern face!

"So it was done by a human!"

Buck's fear instantly transformed into extreme rage and ruthlessness.

Since it's a human being, then it can be killed!

He has spent years walking on the edge of life and death, and in desperate situations, he has shown an extremely strong will to survive.

Buck dropped the unusable trigger, pushed off the water with both hands, twisted his body underwater, and used the buoyancy to lunge towards Xiren, wanting to fight to the death.

The two collided violently underwater and instantly began to wrestle.

With one hand holding his opponent, Xiren clenched his other fist and slammed it into Buck's chest with the hidden force of the Bone-Shattering Fist.

"Bang! Bang!"

The dull thud echoed through the water, causing ripples to spread.

However, Xiren's brows furrowed slightly.

His two punches felt less like hitting flesh and more like striking a layer of tough cowhide armor.

Xilun stared intently.

As Buck struggled, a strange, faint black pattern, resembling fish scales, began to appear on the skin where he was struck!

"Could it be the effect of the breathing technique... or some kind of secret art!"

"No wonder he dared to double-cross others; he's got some skills after all."

Xilun thought to himself that the opponent's defensive power was definitely close to that of a baptized extraordinary being.

If this were on land, a head-on fight, even with his Corrupted Claws, his opponent's serpent scales and relentless fighting spirit would make his fate uncertain.

Unfortunately, this was underwater.

Even with Buck's strong snake scales, he couldn't stop the water!

Buck took two punches, and although blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, he became extremely ferocious.

He gripped Xilun's shoulders tightly with his hands like iron clamps, while his knees pounded wildly into Xilun's abdomen, trying to break free and surface for air.

He couldn't hold it in any longer!

Xilun, however, neither dodged nor evaded.

He raised his head, his face, which appeared gloomy and cold underwater, meeting Buck's eyes, which were red from holding his breath.

There was not the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Siren's counterattack was extremely simple, brutal, and deadly.

He grabbed Buck's shoulder with his other hand.

The Iron Wall Breathing Technique was unleashed at full power, combined with the underwater balance brought by his swimming talent.

Siren was like a heavy ballast, carrying Buck as it sank deeper and deeper into the water.

"Gurgle!"

Buck exhaled a string of bubbles in horror.

He discovered that the other person was underwater and didn't even blink, showing no need to breathe!

The extreme feeling of suffocation caused him to unleash all his strength, and the snake scale patterns on his arms shone brightly.

He struggled and wrestled frantically, raining punches down on Xilen.

Xilun took several blows, and although his skin and flesh were in pain, he refused to let go.

Finally, Buck unleashed his strength and, with the force of a roll, tore through Xilen's sleeve and broke free from his restraints.

He swam upstream with all his might, for the faint light on the water's surface was the key to his survival.

However, just as his fingers were about to touch the water's surface...

My ankle was once again gripped tightly by a hand that felt like it was made of iron.

Suddenly pull it down!

"No-

'

Buck let out a desperate wail in his heart, once again being pulled into the cold abyss.

Siren is like a very patient hunter.

He doesn't need to compete with his opponent in defense or burst damage.

All he needed to do was extinguish the other person's hope of breathing, time and time again.

He broke free, but was pulled down.

He broke free again, only to be pulled down again.

This cycle repeated three or four times.

In this extremely long and brutal underwater tumble that led to death.

at last.

Buck's movements became sluggish, and the snake scale patterns on his arms faded and disappeared.

His eyes rolled back due to extreme oxygen deprivation, and the violent spasms in his lungs finally forced him to open his mouth.

A large amount of river water entered his lungs.

This ruthless bandit, who was close to being baptized, exhausted himself underwater and drowned.

Until Buck's body completely stopped convulsing and slowly floated to the surface of the water like a broken log.

Xilun finally let go.

He pushed off with both legs and shot out of the water like an arrow.

"call-

'

Xilun emerged from the water and exhaled a deep breath of stale air.

Finally, they killed the two men.

He wiped the river water off his face, looked at the two corpses floating on the water, and silently reviewed the situation in his mind.

He had just tested the waters and discovered that the short, fat man was incredibly strong. So he was cautious and did not surface to confront him directly. Instead, he drowned the man in an extremely frustrating way.

Sure enough, the tall, thin man was more troublesome.

The snake scales were quite powerful, and coupled with the ruthlessness of the desperate enemy, even if Xilun could win on land, he would have to pay a heavy price and use all his trump cards.

"An underwater home ground is the most effective weapon for winning without bloodshed."

Xilun swam to the half-sunken ship.

On the deck, three corpses were soaking in blood.

Xilun sighed. That's just how the world is—survival of the fittest. He had no right to be compassionate.

He grabbed the fishing net that was still mostly on the boat and hadn't sunk yet.

Inside the net were more than twenty black trout still struggling desperately!

This is his biggest prize tonight!

Xilun estimated the weight and tightened the mesh opening securely.

It would be too exhausting for him to swim back underwater with so many fish all by himself, and it would also easily attract other strange species.

He carried the fishing net on his shoulder, floated on the water, and determined the direction.

"We have no choice but to go find Captain Mark."

Using the propulsion of the water, Xilun swam swiftly towards the direction of Mark's fishing boat, laden with the heavy harvest, carrying his limbs.