Subjugation (3)

The ship was equipped with numerous surveillance cameras, with special attention paid to the deck. Therefore, their every move was recorded.

Fortunately, everyone was eating at the time and didn't go to the monitoring room to check the surveillance footage; otherwise, their actions would have been broadcast live.

Of course, even so, they wouldn't care. They're husband and wife; what's wrong with being affectionate?

After dinner, Ren Fang returned to Diamond Space to take care of the two children, while Fanxin continued to stay there. He didn't go back to sleep until five hours later when Bingfeng came to take over.

Their boat remained anchored there all night, without moving forward.

Messi's fleet wisely refrained from heading this way, presumably knowing that the Riot Sea had turned, and that attacking would likely only result in a bad outcome.

The next morning, everyone got up.

After finishing breakfast, Fanxin announced that they would continue on their journey.

When First King passed by Messi's base, he found that Messi's boats were all moored on the edge of the island and had not been deployed. There were only a few people on board doing repairs.

Most of the other people were busy on the island and didn't pay much attention to them, as if they hadn't seen them at all.

"Huh? They were yelling about wiping us out yesterday, but they're all back down today." The Little Black Cat jumped onto Fanxin's shoulder, puzzled to see that the pirates had completely lost their will to fight.

"Of course. All eight kings have been defeated. Do you think he, a mere king, can turn the tables?" Bingfeng smiled calmly and said, "Besides, we have more than a dozen helpers on our side. Even if he's arrogant, he wouldn't dare to take on ten opponents by himself, unless he wants to die."

There were more than ten magical beasts, each with a combat power exceeding that of an ordinary Vice Admiral, and a few of them were freaks whose strength was comparable to that of Admiral.

No matter how strong Messi is, he can only surpass Admiral at most. However, when faced with such a siege from so many monsters, he can only be defeated.

"Hmm, but what does it mean that he hasn't made any preparations?" The Little Black Cat frowned slightly, looking puzzled. "Isn't he afraid we'll suddenly attack?"

They could launch an attack at any moment, but the other side is so lazy; this is tantamount to giving them an opportunity.

"Hehe, of course he's not afraid." Fanxin squinted, sized him up for a while, and suddenly laughed.

"Oh, what did you see?" the Little Black Cat asked, staring curiously at Fanxin.

"First King Messi has already prepared to escape. If we launch an attack, he'll flee immediately," Fanxin said helplessly. "A fighter with combat strength comparable to Admiral is hard to stop if he wants to escape. So, he won't die."

"And what about these people?" the Little Black Cat asked, pointing at the pirates.

"Tch, these are just lowly soldiers. There are plenty more in the New World. He can just recruit more if they die. Do you think he cares?" Fanxin curled his lip, his face full of disdain. He couldn't be bothered to lift a finger to these lowly soldiers. Killing them wouldn't do him any good. He didn't want to do something so thankless.

"That old guy is really cunning." The Little Black Cat glared at the island resentfully, then turned back and asked, "So what should we do next? Fight or not?"

Bingfeng and the others were all looking at Fanxin. As long as Fanxin gave the order, they would rush over without hesitation and completely destroy the island.

Fanxin frowned slightly, remaining silent, seemingly weighing the pros and cons. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "Forget it. Since that guy is so sensible, let him go. Taking action now would only create more bloodshed; it's unnecessary."

Killing these people is of no consequence to Messi, the First King. He is a notorious villain with countless lives on his hands; why would he care about the lives of these people?

He didn't like killing, so if he could avoid fighting, he would naturally back down.

"Alright then," Bingfeng said, then glanced at the island with ill intent and said, "However, we can't let him go so easily. There seems to be a lot of food and money on that island. How about we rob it all?"

After speaking, she glanced at Fanxin, a hint of anticipation flashing in her eyes.

"Yes, that's exactly what we need, boss, give the order quickly!" The Little Black Cat also remembered something and became excited, urging.

The rest of the people chuckled, clearly also somewhat expectant.

Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Fanxin was both amused and exasperated. After a moment's thought, he said, "Alright, try to kill as few people as possible, just take the food and treasures."

The ship now has over a dozen magical beasts with enormous appetites; they devoured all the ship's supplies in one meal last night, and he's worried about what to do.

Now was a perfect opportunity, and he certainly wouldn't hold back. Besides, Messi had provoked him before, which had made him quite unhappy.

"Understood." Everyone laughed upon hearing this.

Without further hesitation, the Little Black Cat waved its tiny black paw, and thousands of robots appeared behind it, standing silently. At this moment, the Little Black Cat looked like a commander; although small in stature, its aura was incredibly powerful.

Everyone looked at the Little Black Cat with some curiosity. This little guy has learned to put on airs; he's definitely different now.

Being stared at by so many people, the Little Black Cat suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and its previous seriousness vanished in an instant.

"I'm leaving." The Little Black Cat felt uneasy and said this, then took the lead and flew away, heading straight for the island. Thousands of robots quickly followed behind, their momentum overwhelming.

"Keep up, he's no match for Messi," Fanxin waved and urged.

Although Messi doesn't intend to deal with him anymore, he's currently attacking Messi's island, and the latter certainly won't stand idly by; he'll likely put up some resistance. The Little Black Cat's fighting strength is insufficient, and he probably won't be able to withstand Messi's counterattack.

"Understood."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and without further hesitation, they donned their Flight Armor and continued towards the island, getting ahead of the Little Black Cat.

Fanxin and Ren Fang did not go, but Little Fox, Wang Yan, and others did. With them around, Messi couldn't cause any trouble.

He and Ren Fang were drinking red wine on the boat, waiting quietly.

Soon, sounds of fighting and gunfire came from the island, but they quickly disappeared without a trace, clearly suppressed by the group.

A dozen minutes later, robots began to deliver items to the ship. As time went on, the ship became increasingly full of goods.

Left with no other choice, Fanxin opened the Diamond Space and put all the remaining items inside.

Two hours later, everyone gradually returned.

"Where's Messi?" Fanxin wasn't concerned about the money, but he was quite interested in Messi. He was very curious about how the other party would react when his men went to rob them.

"That guy was initially furious and fought us. However, seeing that we outnumbered him, he eventually stopped fighting back and ordered his men not to stop us from looting." Bingfeng walked over slowly, her red cheongsam giving her a stunning appearance.

The men around them couldn't help but secretly swallow their saliva, clearly tempted.

"Oh, it seems that guy is quite sensible." Fanxin nodded upon hearing this, a matter-of-fact expression on his face.

He had already guessed what that guy was going to do; unless he was pushed too far, the other party wouldn't put up a fierce fight.

"Yes, we've got everything sorted out. Shall we set sail?" Bingfeng nodded, took a sip of red wine, and asked.

"There's no point in staying here. Let's go." Fanxin glanced around, unwilling to linger. The oppressive sky made him feel suffocated.

"Yes," Bingfeng replied with her cherry-red lips, then waved her hand and shouted, "Turn the rudder and set sail!"

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone quickly sprang into action and returned to their respective posts.

A short while later, the ship changed course and headed towards its final destination.

Shortly after they left, countless voices of discontent and anger erupted on Messi's island, their combined sounds soaring into the sky.

If someone hadn't intervened and calmed everyone down, these enraged pirates would probably have grabbed their weapons and recklessly pursued Fanxin's pirate ship.

Inside Messi's living room.

At this moment, there are three people here: Messi, Ninth King Liu Tian, and the last one is Second King Yu Ning.

Messi and Liu Tian were both unharmed. However, Yu Ning was severely injured, his entire body wrapped in white gauze, with only his eyes and nose exposed, making him look like a mummy.

Messi sat in the head seat, dressed in a black suit, a cigar dangling from his lips, puffing out clouds of smoke. Through the thin layer of smoke, you could see an unusually unpleasant face.

Messi was furious, yes, extremely furious. Fanxin Xin's actions were tantamount to slapping him hard across the face several times.

He had never been treated like this since becoming the number one figure in the Riot Sea, which infuriated him.

Liu Tian and Yu Ning also looked extremely grim. Their teams had been wiped out, and now they were all left with nothing.

Although they can rebuild the team based on their reputation, it will take a considerable amount of time.

What frustrated them even more was that although Messi had lost some money, his men were still there, posing a significant threat to them.

If Messi gets in their way, they will have a hard time succeeding.

You see, when all nine kings were together, none of them dared to oppose Messi. Now that only he and Liu Tian remain, how could they possibly dare to go against Messi?

More importantly, Liu Tian seemed to be closer to Messi, which made Yu Ning even more desperate.

"Boss Messi, I'm preparing to leave here. You guys will rule this area from now on." After thinking for a long time, Yu Ning said with some bitterness.

He's lost everything; there's no point in him staying. Besides, Messi would definitely not allow him to build a team, because he's worried someone will oppose him.

Rather than suffering mistreatment and oppression here, it's better to leave sooner; perhaps there's still a glimmer of hope outside.

"Are you leaving?" Messi looked at Yu Ning, who was wrapped in gauze, and frowned slightly.

He didn't want the other party to leave, after all, the other party's strength was undeniable, and his presence could serve as a deterrent.

If he leaves, only he and Liu Tian will be left. Although he is renowned, losing an ally will inevitably weaken his momentum.

"Yes, I'm old and don't want to keep going. I just want to find a place to retire peacefully." Yu Ning sighed, his eyes filled with bitterness. All his efforts over the years had failed, and this failure had been a huge blow to him.

Fanxin is merely a Supernovas, and there are over a dozen more Supernovas behind him. Fanxin is so powerful, how could those on his level be simple?

He could foresee that once those guys arrived, they would definitely stir up trouble again. If they tried to stop them, they would likely have to pay a considerable price.

He sighed softly; the Worst Generation was indeed not to be trifled with.

"Wouldn't it be better to retire here?" Messi blinked, took a deep drag on his cigar, and then smiled at Yu Ning, saying.

Yu Ning is very strong, and he naturally wants to keep such a powerful fighter. With him around, he will have one more helper.

Upon hearing this, a hint of displeasure flashed in Yu Ning's eyes, but he quickly concealed it. He naturally knew Messi's intention: to recruit him as a subordinate. However, he was, after all, a king, and would never willingly submit to someone else. Therefore, he would absolutely not agree.

He shook his head and said, "I'm getting tired of this place; I think I'll leave."

"Are you sure?" Messi frowned slightly upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"Yes, I'm sure." Yu Ning nodded sincerely, her expression unusually firm.

Upon hearing this, Messi lowered his eyelids slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, clearly dissatisfied with Yu Ning's answer. However, just as he was about to make a ruthless move against Yu Ning, he suddenly sensed a sharp killing intent subtly circulating around him.

He discreetly probed and discovered that the sharp killing intent was coming from Yu Ning. He raised his head and looked at Yu Ning, who was also staring at him.

The two men locked eyes, neither yielding an inch, and exchanged countless blows in an instant. Although no flames were visible, only the two of them knew the danger lurking within.

After staring at each other for a long time, they both suddenly burst into laughter.

Messi nodded and said, "Alright, since you're leaving, I won't keep you any longer."

He decided not to force him to stay, because from the exchange just now, he realized that his opponent's fighting strength was in no way inferior to his own. Although his opponent was now seriously injured, even a weakened camel is bigger than a horse; if he really pushed his opponent too far, he wouldn't come out on top either.

Furthermore, no matter how powerful the other party is, if they don't genuinely submit to him, keeping them around would only be a threat. In that case, he would have to be wary of when they might turn against him. It would be better to let them go than to face that situation.

"Thank you." Yu Ning nodded slightly, also letting out a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't fall behind in the previous exchange, he was ultimately injured, and compared to Messi in his prime, he is at a significant disadvantage.