I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 933 - 1022: Beginning to Close the Net

Jie said, "Do you know why I know that Masi lost something over there? Because the secret organization from which you stole from Masi and the robbers currently controlling Hans are the same; they are frantically looking for you.

Oh, by the way, here’s a free tip: originally, I was still wondering if it was indeed you, when that Lizard Man said that they have already locked onto the tracking target and are dispatching reinforcements, just waiting for personnel to arrive before they start. I must warn you, their organization is a very large power user group.

In recent years, they have recruited various power users from around the world. You could say that their members are spread globally, and they are all terrifying power users.

The key point is that they may have a potion that can rapidly enhance abilities, so there’s a chance you can’t defeat this organization."

Jie was probing and speaking as he carefully observed the expressions of the Huaxia elder and the young Huaxia woman. He wanted to see tension and seriousness, or any other expressions on their faces.

But surprisingly, the two showed no expression at all, as if they already knew or simply didn’t care. Is this arrogance or ignorance?

At this moment, Jing Shu asked again, "Didn’t you say you know about some resources? Haven’t you mentioned it? Now is the time for you, sir, to showcase your value; no need for other superfluous probing."

Hearing this, Jie immediately said, "Yes, I know, because for over a month now, I’ve been arranging for Hans’ team to transport many resources to a secret location every day, which should be a storage warehouse for their organization.

Perhaps they think I’m no longer useful or just a puppet, so they haven’t concealed it from me, but I only know that there must be a lot of resources in that place, though I’ve never been there."

Jing Shu and Old Zhou glanced at each other and nodded. It seems that before, Hans had already been robbed once, no wonder there seems to be nothing important left in the warehouse.

Old Zhou asked at this moment, "Where is the location?"

Jie paused and said, "I need to see my good brother Mama Has first, and ensure my safety before I disclose this location completely to you, along with their entry passwords and everything."

"Alright, this information indeed could buy you a life." Old Zhou nodded and then turned to Jing Shu, "Do you think how could they have locked onto us? Is there a special ability user?"

Jing Shu pondered for a moment and said, "It might be the man and woman we encountered that day; that woman’s shed skin is still in my Hulk, we’ll take a look later."

Jing Shu and her group brought a large amount of resources and soon arrived at Hans Pier.

The pier was in chaos at this moment, gunfire and cannon sounds kept erupting, scenes of armed forces and other fleets fighting were everywhere.

Meanwhile, among over 2000 ships, there was an inconspicuous force. Others’ ships were armed battleships, equipped with counter-armament capabilities, but his ships were mostly cargo ships, looking defenseless.

Logically, his ships should have been the first taken down by the local authorities, but strangely, his ships were quietly moving further away from the battlefield.

Initially, all these ships were trapped in the dock area, unable to leave. Otherwise, they would have fled early when realizing something was amiss, instead of foolishly fighting with local authorities.

"Boss Winter, we seem to have found a loophole, everyone’s quietly sailing away, once we take out our 60-odd ships, we can escape this damn Hans place!"

"Boss, we’ve struck it rich this time, Jieya with whom we were trading got dead, their ships are now all under our route control, we can take their ships too!"

Winter was incredibly excited, "Good job, they’ve swallowed so many of our ships, let’s escape quickly and never return to this cursed place!"

Indeed, he was the one who had inexplicably ’snatched’ over 30 ships from other major forces a few days ago.

Originally, he contacted buyers to sell off his resources, planning a transaction today, but unexpectedly got caught in this black hand feud.

Luckily, for some mysterious reason, he was fortunate.

One by one, the ships passed through a huge unknown hole, finally escaping Hans’ large pier, and Winter laughed heartily, "I’ve finally escaped!"

However—

Although his ships escaped one by one, even increasing by more than 30 ships, why were all these ships heading towards a bunch of ferocious-looking warships??

Winter picked up the walkie-talkie, "Damn, why are you heading there? Get away from those daunting warships! Are you inviting death? Why are advanced warships appearing here?"

Winter’s shouts were useless, he watched powerlessly as all his ships were surrounded by warships.

Unbelievably, there were many familiar ships in this circle, and subsequently, quite a few more ships entered in succession.

He could see through the dim lights on the sea surface, in the distance, more and more ships were emerging from that hole, heading towards this circle.

Crucially, the warships cleared a path and encircled these ships, seemingly protecting them.

Protecting? Exactly, why did it look like these fierce warships were protecting these cargo ships?

Could it be—

Suddenly, Winter’s shoulder was tapped, a familiar voice sounded, "Hello, Mr. Winter, from now on, all your ships are under my control. Thank you for the contributions and maintenance you’ve made to our ships these last couple of days, attracting more resources with originally just 30 ships."

Winter turned around and saw Big Yellow Teeth smiling vilely, he was the captain of the cargo ships from a few days ago, an employee very good at budgeting and thinking for people. Surprised, Winter looked at Big Yellow Teeth, he had gotten along well with him these past days, considering taking him under his wing.

He pulled out a gun, looking devastated, "What on earth is happening?"

A wind blew past.

A zombie-like teenager came up and took the gun from him, shooting himself several times, bang bang bang.

Winter’s mouth hung wide open, his brain short-circuited, what kind of person is this, no reaction after getting shot??

Then he saw the gun run out of bullets, Situ Xiaoye nodded and handed the gun back to Winter, patting his head saying, "Behave, good, live. Misbehave, die."