Nightmare's Call

Chapter 088

Huaisha port wharf.

Late at night, three o'clock sharp.

With a group of confidants, Chen Hang walked quickly along the wharf.

They were dressed in black suits, and there were guards standing around them.

Chen hangnian is nearly 50 years old, with a bald head and a strong body, but his energy is not as vigorous as when he was young.

At this time, his face was heavy, and the wrinkles on his face kept shaking slightly with the pace. The expression is faint with a trace of haze.

The group went to the right side of the pier, stopped in front of a medium-sized silver yacht, and then fished in.

Woo

When the yacht started, there was a big white wave in the rear, turning slowly and heading for the distance.

Late at night, the sea breeze whistling, dark clouds rolling in the night sky, gloomy and depressed.

Chen Hang stood in the bow, squinting straight ahead.

Only a small distance can be seen from the sea illuminated by the yacht, and nothing else can be seen clearly.

But he didn't like it. His eyes were fixed on the front, but his eyes were a little distracted.

Since his only son was suddenly killed, everything he had arranged was like an avalanche, which was meaningless.

Even his subordinates, who had been loyal to him, gradually had other thoughts because of his lack of successors.

After all, even if he is reborn now, the child is too young. When he grows up, he doesn't know how many years will pass.

There are too many variables in this period.

Chen Hang held his hands behind his back and said nothing.

The sea breeze is getting stronger and stronger, and the yacht is more and more wobbly and bumpy. The sea water slapped the hull of the ship, and the clattering sound constantly came into the ears.

Chen Hang came back and raised his hand.

"Everyone! Turn off the phone. " He raised his voice.

All of the six people who followed him on board quickly took out their mobile phones and turned them off.

Chen Hang no longer has any instructions, just let the ship go forward, waiting quietly.

Time goes by.

Maybe ten minutes passed.

Twenty minutes.

Semih.

A clear sound of water came from the stern of the ship.

"Who Several subordinates on the yacht quickly drew their guns to guard.

"Put down the gun." Chen Hang said sternly.

The men were stunned. Although they didn't know why Chen Hang gave the order, they slowly put down the muzzle and quickly surrounded it.

Soon, with a rhythmic sound of footsteps came.

A bareheaded masked man in a blue robe walked slowly out of the darkness at the stern of the boat.

Bald head is very tall. It's more than two meters long. It looks like a bamboo pole with a beautiful blue robe on it.

Most people care about his eyes.

That pair of eyes is full of blood, dense, as if at any time may blow up.

Countless blood almost completely occupied his white eyes, which looked like red eye disease.

"You seem to have figured it out." The bald and masked man gave a hoarse laugh.

Chen Hang's hand is behind him, holding a prepared grenade tightly. I didn't dare blink my eyes, staring at the man opposite.

"As long as you help me find my son's killer! I can cooperate with you in this operation in Huaisha! "

"Tut tut... It's amazing fatherly love." The bald and masked man laughed again.

"It's very simple. It's just, why don't we help you get rid of the murderer? "

Chen Hang didn't say a word.

He is not stupid. If he could not find the murderer to kill his son, he would not cooperate with these cannibals.

It's just a deal, and he can barely hide it. Once with their power too much, then he this white card gang boss sooner or later will become the enemy's cannon fodder puppet.

Chen Hang did not speak. Bald and masked people don't care.

"Well, now that you've decided, do you want to start now or not?"

"From now on, as long as you provide information, I will provide the information you need correspondingly. After that, we will not owe each other!" Chen Hang cold channel.

"Yes." The bald and masked man laughed.

He stretched out his hand, like a woman's slender white index finger, gently facing the ground.

Hiss, hiss

In a flash, the sound of countless tiny insects crawling came from the side of the yacht.

Soon, a large number of black insects gathered from all sides of the ship's side and gathered on the deck in front of Chen Hang.

No one made a sound. Chen Hang and his party were trembling slightly, watching the strange scene in front of them.

These little black bugs, each one the size of a fingernail.

They are dark, eight legged, with no eyes, only a serrated mouthpiece on the head. There are translucent cicada wings on both sides of the body.