Chapter 1160: Skull Island

ers were imprisoned.At this moment, those who had been captured huddled together, each shivering uncontrollably, while some could be heard praying incessantly.Only Chen Ping stood alone, looking out t..."Big... Big brother, our cruise ship only has fifteen people on board, including us staff members…"

Slap!

The pirate slapped the worker hard.

"What the hell are you talking about A cruise ship this big, and only one passenger"

The pirate obviously didn't believe it.

The worker was slapped, blood gushing from his mouth. With a wronged expression, he said, "Brother, really, there was only one passenger. You can check if you don't believe me..."

The pirate, upon seeing this, winked at the other pirates. The others immediately ran to investigate.

Soon, all the staff were driven onto the deck. At this time, Chen Ping was practicing meditation cross-legged in a room.

…

Suddenly, there was a loud bang and the door was kicked open with force.

Chen Ping suddenly opened his eyes, before he could even move, two gleaming blades were already at his throat.

"Don't move, or I'll kill you..."

Chen Ping glanced at the people who had rushed in. They were all dressed in black, and their auras emanated a powerful presence, all of them masters.

Originally, Chen Ping wanted to take action, but he sensed that these two people were only minor masters. Chen Ping gave up his plan to attack.

He knew these people definitely weren't looking for him, after all, no one would send two masters to find him.

Isn't that like suicide

"Two big brothers, who are you What do you want Just tell me, as long as you don't hurt me!"

Chen Ping pretended to ask in fear.

"We're pirates from Skull Island, and if you fall into our hands, consider yourself unlucky!"

One of the pirates then finished speaking, picked up Chen Ping, and carried him onto the deck.

"Just one passenger, huh..."

After they reached the deck, one pirate addressed another pirate whose chest bore a red skull.

Looking at the dozen or so trembling figures before him, the pirate with the red skull insignia on his chest frowned.

"Damn it, what bad luck!" He cursed, then said, "That's all they got. Take them all back."

"Head, these guys are all ordinary people, not a single warrior among them. I wonder if the old leader will get angry when they go back"

A pirate asked cautiously.

"Let's talk about it later!"

The pirate with a red skull on his chest waved impatiently.

Soon, the cruise ship started up and sailed towards the sun.

Chen Ping and they were locked back in a room, the staff inside trembling with fear, some even crying.

Only Chen Ping looked calmly out the window at the endless sea.

Chen Ping didn't quite understand. How could a master of such skill end up as a pirate

Although a master's strength is nothing in the martial arts circles of some big cities, in some small third- and fourth-tier cities, they are still very powerful figures.

Just like small towns like Nanhua City and Hongcheng, although economically developed, the number of martial artists in the martial arts world is not large, and there are even fewer masters.

A grandmaster's strength would be revered even in a small place. Why would he sail the seas and become a piratesplit mountains and shatter rocks.But Zhu Zhisan was able to directly grab Chen Ping's fist with one hand, preventing him from moving forward even an inch. This kind of strength is not something that...