The rain intensified, and the Peeping Tom, braving the wind and rain, lifted Mustafai's tent. Before he could even enter, two dark muzzles were aimed at his head.
"Boss, it's me!" The Peeping Tom, drenched like a drowned rat, stopped in his tracks, daring not to step forward. The Mustafai Brothers' code was strict, and the consequences for breaking it were severe.
If he had taken another step forward at that moment, those two muzzles would have spat bullets, and no one would have shown him any mercy!
So, he quickly stopped and explained.
"Come in!"
With his boss's command, the two gunmen beside him lowered their weapons, and Mustafai entered the tent.
"Boss, I have a major discovery!"
"What discovery could you possibly have? With such heavy rain and dark weather outside, are people really taking action in this kind of weather?" Mustafai said impatiently. The weather outside had clearly made his mood very, very bad.
"Boss, I found a few people. They are on the beach a few kilometers away. There, those people have actually set up a prefabricated house.
That prefabricated house is over ten square meters and even has a generator and air conditioning!
We can go over there and take them out, then you won't have to suffer here..."
"Peeping Tom, have you considered what kind of abilities these people must have to set up a prefabricated house on this damned island!"
Although Mustafai was driven almost mad by the damned tent and the torrential rain, as the leader of the team, he managed to retain a rare trace of composure.
"Boss, you're really overthinking it. I've observed those few people for several hours. There are only three people in that house, two women and one man. They look Asian, likely from East Asia.
These three people are not old, especially the two women, they are incredibly beautiful..." As he spoke, the Peeping Tom's saliva was almost flowing.
"Are you sure they don't have any accomplices? You know, setting up a house requires transporting materials by boat and help from others.
This house wasn't here when we passed by yesterday!"
"Boss, I'm sure. I've checked several kilometers around, and there's no one else. There's no boat in the sea either!"
Mustafai fell into thought. According to the Peeping Tom, even if these three young people were all powerful ability users, it would be very easy to capture them.
But, was it really that simple? Could there be a trap...
For someone like Mustafai, who lived by the skin of his teeth, caution was the best virtue. People in their line of work who weren't careful and cautious were already dead.
At this moment, the rain outside seemed to have gotten even heavier. It was a downpour, as if a basin was being poured from above. The tent they were in swayed, and then with a crash, the tent collapsed, and the rain doused the people inside like drowned rats.
"Damn it, notify everyone to get up and work, and take out those three people!" Mustafai was defeated by reality and immediately issued the order.
Most of the more than a dozen tents outside had also collapsed. The members of the Mustafai Brotherhood were all soaked. Upon hearing about the possibility of a house, greed and cruelty appeared on their faces.
These men were indeed well-trained. In just over ten minutes, they had changed into their combat gear and headed towards Ling Tian's prefabricated house.
Visibility at night was very low, and the torrential rain made their night vision devices unusable. However, the Peeping Tom's visual ability gave him some capacity to see in the dark.
The Peeping Tom walked at the very front, holding a rope. Each member of the Mustafai Brotherhood held onto this rope, and they advanced at a very fast pace.
An hour later, they arrived at their destination, stopping a few hundred meters away.
"Boss, it's right there, that house is right there!"
The rain had lessened by then. Mustafai took a night-vision telescope and looked in the direction the Peeping Tom was pointing. Indeed, a temporary house, which looked very well-decorated, was set up there.
"I'll lead some men to attack from the front, and the rest will outflank from other directions. We must not let the people inside the house escape!
Equip all weapons with silencers, and don't make too much noise!"
Mustafai issued the order. His subordinates quickly communicated, clarified their tasks, and then divided their roles, encircling the house.
Just then, the rain intensified again, blurring everyone's vision. While such heavy rain brought some trouble, it was actually very good for a surprise attack.
The heavy rain masked their footsteps, and even firing a gun in this weather wouldn't carry too far, possibly even being mistaken for thunder.
Two Brotherhood members moved at their fastest pace, preparing to outflank the house from about 30 meters away to the back.
Suddenly, a Brotherhood member stumbled, almost falling to the ground. He felt something trip his foot.
At that moment, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. The armed man looked up and suddenly saw what appeared to be a low wall in front of him.
However, this low wall looked somewhat peculiar.
Another flash of lightning struck, and illuminated by the lightning, the Brotherhood member terrifyingly discovered that the low wall had moved!
Immediately after, a gaping maw bit directly onto his head and then began a death roll. Before the man could even cry out, his head was swallowed by an alligator.
The Brotherhood member next to him had even worse luck. A massive tail whipped his lower back, sending his body flying over ten meters.
However, before he could even land, a gaping maw bit directly into his abdomen. The immense power of the private key tore him in half!
At this moment, screams and gunshots also erupted from other directions of the house.
It was clear that the Brotherhood members who had outflanked from other directions had also been attacked by alligators.
A few Brotherhood members who were highly vigilant and quick to react dodged the alligators' initial attacks and then instinctively opened fire.
However, these ten alligators, nurtured by abundant spiritual energy in Ling Tian's spiritual realm for nearly a year, had already mutated.
These alligators, originally with thick and tough hides, now had skins with hardness exceeding cast iron.
Bullets struck their scales, sparks flew, and then they were deflected, with even their scales barely damaged.
And while they were stunned, the alligators' counterattack began!