The Strongest Mad Mercenary

On this ice ocean, the sea breeze is like a knife. Even a normal man cannot stand on the bow for long. Even if he wears thick clothes, he can be directly blown through by the sea breeze.

However, Plopel was wearing a very shabby robe with a blanket on his legs, nothing more.

His complexion was ruddy and he didn't seem to feel the biting cold at all.

"Boss, if you sell these fish... But, we can't buy and sell bluefin tuna privately..." This man thought of the bluefin tuna in the cabin, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He had eaten bluefin once. The big belly of the tuna, the plump taste, make this subordinate still remember it.

However, although this kind of fish can be sold for a lot of money, private fishing is prohibited, and private individuals have no authority to buy and sell, because...this is already an endangered species.

Plopel squinted at him, and said angrily: "It's really not very bright, why bother with money? If the official doesn't sell it, you can't sell it secretly? Besides, the dark world has orders. Is it forbidden? It's okay if the law doesn't prohibit it. After teaching you for so long, you still don't get the hang of it. This disappoints me."

"The dark world has also banned..." this subordinate said, "Last year, the Palace of the King of Gods issued an animal protection law exclusively for the dark world, which stipulates..."

Plopel's eyes were almost going to the sky.

He looked at his men and shook his head: "Boy, shall I give you a divination? No money from you."

"What? Boss, are you going to fortune telling me? Is this true?" Upon hearing this, the subordinate immediately showed a pleasant expression of surprise!

Although he didn't know why Plopel suddenly said this, but this person, who is known as the closest to the starry sky, usually finds him fortune-telling at a sky-high price. At this moment, there is even a chance for him to give himself free fortune-telling? That's incredible!

"Well, what you say counts, I won't lie to you." Plopel smiled and looked at his subordinates: "I will calculate your future fortune for you, how about?"

"Okay, that's great, thank you boss!" This subordinate directly left the bluefin tuna thing behind. After all, the prediction of the future is really irresistible!

Plopel sighed

: "Unfortunately, your future is not very good. You will fall into the water within three seconds, and then tremblingly freeze in this icy ocean for an hour."

Hearing this, the hand was stunned and asked in confusion, "Boss, why did I fall into the water? This divination is a bit unusual. Boss, can you give me a hint..."

However, he only heard Plopel say faintly: "There is no prompt, because, now, three seconds are here."

After speaking, a figure flew from the deck, drawn a parabola, and fell into the waves with a thud!

"Ah! Help!" This subordinate fluttered in the waves and drank several sips of water. The cold water made him tremble. Even if his physical fitness is not bad, he can hardly escape the consequences of loss of temperature.

After looking at a few crew members who rushed out of the cabin to save people, Plopel said angrily: “Let this guy soak in the sea for an hour. If it doesn’t freeze to death by then, get him up again. See if you can keep your memory long."

After saying this, Plopel looked at the small island in front of him that had been completely covered in snow and ice, and said, "Let’s go, go and see the Chosen Son of the last era... He is really boring, why? What animal protection law is to be promulgated? Can the dark world really become a light world? Oh, my child, don’t do this, you have gone astray, and if this continues, some man who is closest to the starry sky will also I can't save you..."

Seeing his constant chatter, it looks like he has committed an occupational disease again.

...

When the broken fishing boat finally landed, Plopel said: "Put me down and catch the idiot by the way, and find a way to warm him up. However, looking back on that year, in my opinion, the best The way to warm the body is to rely on a woman. Although I am old now, I still want to be immersed in the warm and gentle package. It is really wonderful..."

Plopel didn't go on talking, because that would make him, an old man, very uneasy.

At this time, Plopel’s subordinate was about to lose consciousness in the waves. After only half an hour, he was close to hypothermia. If he were to freeze for another half an hour, I am afraid that people would be really cold. Through.

Not bad, at least from the perspective of now, the acting style of a certain fortuneteller is not too cruel.

The two crew members carried Plopel to the shore, pushed him, and walked hard to the igloo, where the wheelchair left two clear tracks on the snow slope.

When he got to the door, Plopel said: "You leave, go a little further, and I can go in by myself."

It seems that he already knew that Zeus was here.

The two men retreated, but the door of the igloo opened without wind.

Zeus sat on the ground, still not opening his eyes.

He said faintly: "As expected of a super fortuneteller, I can find my position, whether it is Apollo or Danielle, I didn't tell them that I was here."

"It's so cold here, why do you choose such a broken place to retreat?" Plopel said, but he didn't wait for Zeus to answer. After carefully feeling the breath of the opponent, Plopel took it with him. With regret, he shook his head: "It's a pity, how come you are about to become an ordinary person? I can't judge at all, whether you can recover or not."

Zeus finally opened his eyes, and there was a trace of exhaustion in his eyes: "This is not important. The important thing is that this is no longer my time. I will eventually get old, and there will always be someone who is young."

Plopel took a deep look at Zeus. Then, his gaze revealed a hint of surprise. Then, the unexpected gaze gradually turned into pity, and said: "I never knew. You have a dark wound on your body that hasn't healed for many years."

Zeus did not deny: "You deserve to be a super fortune-teller, your vision is really vicious."

"This time you are seriously injured, let your hidden injuries go back." Plopel was still staring at Zeus's body, thinking that he had some special hobbies if he didn't understand it.

"The dark wound has recurred, and the momentum has never been stronger." Zeus frowned slightly as he spoke. It seemed that the pain in his body made him make such an expression, but he quickly said indifferently: "I said before. , The day the dark injury recurs is when I leave the throne."

Plopel took a deep look at Zeus again: "There are still things in your body that I can't see through... For example, who caused you this injury?"