Kingpin's two men who had stayed behind nervously carried several naval mines up onto the deck.
Looking at the imposing Yan Shuangying up ahead, the two unlucky bastards exchanged glances, rubbed their sore jaws, and nervously approached him.
One of Kingpin's men, a fat guy, glanced at the fellows putting the naval mines into nets and cautiously sidled up to Yan Shuangying. "Boss Yan, this isn't going to work.
Our Boss Kingpin paid for this boat. Borrowing it is no problem, but if you sink it..."
Yan Shuangying shot the fat guy a glance, planted a hand on his face, and said gravely, "Get to work, or I'll toss you in the water to feed the pythons.
With all this food, they might even grow a little bigger..."
Kingpin's fat underling didn't dare get mouthy with Yan Shuangying, but he was also scared to stay aboard a pleasure boat full of naval mines.
These people were way too amateurish and rough with the mines!
"Fire!"
At Yan Shuangying's shout, a dozen burly Demon Hunters grinned savagely and swung their "wrecking balls" again, hurling them into the river.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
A dozen muffled explosions rang out, and dozens of giant pythons of various sizes floated to the surface.
More Demon Hunters with nothing else to do began hauling the pythons aboard with ropes and grappling claws.
They pulled the pythons onto the boat, bled and skinned them with practiced ease, tossed out the entrails, then chopped the meat into small pieces and sent it to the lower deck, where a cabin packed with ice was ready for storage.
They looked like fishermen catching fish with naval mines, brimming with energy at the sight of such a good haul.
A disabled old man with a head of blond hair hooked a