Song Yun exerted immense strength, propelling himself several meters out of the water before vaulting over the bow’s protective rail, landing with a slap on the deck. "⊙￥%#￥" A barrage of Monkey chatter erupted, but Song Yun paid no heed to the direction of the sound, instead forcefully pulling his body to the side. A series of bullets struck the spot where Song Yun had been standing. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥 Song Yun didn’t pause for a moment but gracefully leaped forward, within a breath’s time, positioning himself in front of the group who had discovered him and opened fire. Unbeknownst to the attackers, a black dagger had appeared in Song Yun’s hand. The dagger’s blade sliced across the necks of those holding guns. The men clutched their necks and collapsed, blood gushing from their throats as if it cost nothing. Song Yun didn’t hesitate, nor did he check if they were dead. Instead, he charged towards a few individuals ahead who were originally running towards the stern. They had turned upon hearing gunshots, only to see a dagger, saturated with killing intent, slicing towards them. Though trained, they attempted to dodge, only to find that the dagger seemed to be shadowing them. They retreated almost a meter, yet within even less than a second, the dagger pursued their necks by that same meter. And the attacker was faster! Neck sliced, windpipe severed! Another person fell clutching their neck. Song Yun grinned, maneuvering his body sideways. A hole appeared where Song Yun had stood, tracing the bullet’s path to a group of Monkeys holding a heavy machine gun. Song Yun smiled dismissively, taking a large stride to the side. The machine gun bullets seemed drawn to him like a lecher to a beauty, relentlessly trailing his back, one by one piercing the deck beside him. Song Yun circled around the deck, with the bullets forming a matching arc. Under the Monkeys’ frightened gazes, Song Yun suddenly leapt up after completing most of the circuit. The Monkeys were just about to aim their weapons at Song Yun when he reached behind himself. An object resembling a dart appeared in Song Yun’s hand. He hurled the dart towards the Monkeys, but they quickly dodged it, then prepared to riddle Song Yun with machine gun fire. Except... The Monkeys felt a sudden pain at the back of their heads, and lost consciousness instantly. Song Yun retrieved the dart lodged in the back of their heads. It was reputed to track targets automatically, and indeed, its performance was quite impressive. Despite seeming lengthy, Song Yun’s triple kill took less than ten seconds. Most adversaries were focused on the stern, leaving the deck surprisingly empty! Song Yun wasn’t about to stand idle smoking a cigarette or gazing at the moon; he sprinted towards the stern, where... Judge was leaping around like a flea, pursued by about ten Monkeys wielding machetes. No one was using guns because Judge cleverly chose crowded areas to run, which made it risky to shoot for fear of hitting their own. Hence, the ten Monkeys swapped guns for machetes, thinking that surrounding one person with so many would leave him no escape. Around them were others carrying guns, poised to shoot if Judge attempted escape into less populated spots. In short, Judge was doubly surrounded. Judge’s right hand remained tucked in an armlet, his movements swift. Despite being encircled, none could land a blow. Each swing barely scraped past his body, frustrating his attackers, akin to being unable to thrust into a desired woman despite being close enough. Judge took the precise path. Song Yun silently appeared beside the armed Monkey onlookers, extending his arm smoothly to cover one’s mouth while his free hand deftly slit their throat. This went unnoticed, everyone’s attention fixated on Judge. Song Yun repeated the trick, eliminating two more. On disposing of them, Song Yun was finally noticed. Gunfire and curses ensued. Song Yun nimbly flitted about, like an agile sprite. Only ** people wielded guns, three already neutralized by Song Yun, leaving barely five or six. Their barrages were insufficient to fully encompass Song Yun, leaving these ill-fated extras dispatched within thirty seconds. With no gun threat now, Judge was free to unleash his inner beast. Judge’s killing technique mirrored Song Yun’s, yet he preferred twisting necks until they snapped. One after another bore broken necks, each body collapsing grotesquely, some still faintly squirming, others lifelessly still. Totaling over ten, once Song Yun appeared, Judge wiped out three-quarters within thirty seconds. The remaining few, witnessing Judge’s demonic prowess, wailed in despair and attempted escape. But Judge, now bloodthirsty, wouldn’t allow any fleeing. Of course, Song Yun and Judge weren’t untouched. Song Yun sustained several bullet grazes, given the intense gunfire from five or six assailants, yet these wounds were trivial. Judge suffered similar minor injuries. Undoubtedly, Song Yun and Judge’s combat skills vastly surpassed these ordinary foes.