Pember looked from afar and saw the leader of the fishmen sitting on a large mussel shell, flanked by an attendant who was carefully feeding the leader with a fresh earthworm. Behind him, the large fan made of fishtails slapped slowly, and the gentle waves of water gently swept to the back of the fish-man leader, like a pair of soft and boneless slender hands gently pinching, and the taste was endless.

The leader of the fish-men is one or two times larger than the other fish-men, and he is fat and fat. According to Jiang Han's words, he looks like a faint monarch in the dead country.

Beneath the leader's platform, a group of thick-lipped fishmen perform a bewitching dance.

On the side of the smaller mussel shells sat cross-legged the priests of the Winter Fury Fish-People group, also enjoying the sound of dogs and horses.

Ben Boba's eyes moved away from the thick-lipped fishman, and it would have sunk into the gentle country long ago. But now it's someone who is ready to do big things, and this level obviously doesn't provoke a reaction.

At this moment, a fish-man guard came up and swam to the high priest and whispered something in his ear.

Benboer tried to straighten his little ears, but he could only vaguely hear something like 'done'.

"Your Excellency, your account has been completed."

The leader of the fishmen lying in the shell of the big mussel grabbed a handful of earthworms and chewed them, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but straighten up and frown: "Oh? Is it all done? ”

"That's done, all your goods have been moved to the secret shipping point, and you can leave with your wealth at any time at the slightest order."

Benboba frowned.

Goods, secret points, wealth, departures, these words are too harsh to hear.

"That's fine. How's it going out there now? ”

"Everything is going according to plan. Today, a summoning order has been issued to recruit the old, weak, sick and disabled and non-descendants of the villages, and send them to carry out patrol duties. ”

The leader of the fishmen nodded with satisfaction: "When this group of wastes is dead, the tribe will be much less burdensome." and then we can evacuate. ”

"Today's solicitation went well, right? Nobody wants to do something, right? ”

The fish-man priest shook his head: "The young and middle-aged people have been transferred, and the rest of the village are old, weak, sick and disabled, I believe that it will be cleaned up in two or three days, and then our population will be young again." ”

"Haha, that's good, you remember that when the time comes, arrange a law enforcement team to confiscate the property of the fishman who died in the performance of official duties. These fishmen sacrificed for the tribe, and their property naturally had to be confiscated, and they were ......."

The leader of the fish-people said that he was happy first, eliminating a wave of burdens, and turning many assets into his private property, this wave of operations was simply beautiful.

Ben Boer was hiding in the shadows, surprisingly angry at the moment.

Just to eliminate the members of the population who are dragging their feet, they come up with such vicious methods, and even embezzle their property after death. Such a man is still their leader!

Benboba suddenly remembered that something like this seemed to have happened several times.

There were always some elderly fishmen who died inexplicably, but at that time, Benboba, like other fishmen, fanatically believed in chieftains and priests, and thought that the words of the leaders were golden rules that could not be disobeyed, and they didn't think of these at all. Hearing this all of a sudden today, even if you have prepared in advance, it is no less than a thunderbolt from the blue.

Ben Bo Ba thought that the leader was just incompetent, but he didn't expect it to be deliberate!

Ben Boer was chilling all over his body. It had seen the leader apologetic before, but now- no.

There was no need to listen to the rest of the words, and Ben Boba quietly disappeared into the deep water, ready to rescue his good brother Fathead.

Extremely familiar with the underwater terrain of the fishmen, Pember quickly found the place where the old, weak, sick and disabled were "imprisoned", and then found the fathead fish with a big brain from the scrawny and dying fishmen.

Ben Boba did not go up to fight the grass and scare the snakes, the fish-man guards guarding the outside with short spears, these old and sick people were all surrounded by thorny thorns, which was called rest, but in fact it was house arrest.

The only thing that reassures Bember is that the Fishman Guards are still some distance away from the 'Prison', and the Fishman Guards will not hear the conversation in the Prison. But even then, Ben Bolba did not show up.

Hidden in the dark, his lungs inflated slightly, and he spit out two ring-shaped bubbles, one large and one small, and slowly floated towards the thorn grass.

The fathead fish sat in the corner and hung its head down, and when it came here and saw these emaciated and feeble fishmen around it, it knew that it had gone to patrol the shore and would not return.

Originally, he was waiting for Ben Boba to come to save it, but when he saw that there were many fish-man guards guarding it, his heart suddenly cooled down.

With the small physique of bean sprouts, how can you fight with the five big and three thick fish-man guards? I'm going to die this time.

Bean sprouts and fathead fish are nicknames given based on each other's size, and there is no chance of survival in this situation at the moment.

Just when the fathead fish was thinking about it, he suddenly found that a circle of bubbles appeared in the thorn grass, which dispersed into many small bubbles after hitting the thorn grass.

The fathead fish's eyes lit up, looked in the direction where the bubbles floated over, and immediately came to the gap between the thorn grass holes, and also blew bubbles on the outside.

This is his special way of communicating with Pemberba, and it is a tacit understanding when they played together when they were children. When it was older, because it was too lazy to go out of the house, it often blew bubbles into the window to communicate, and when it saw the bubbles by the window, it knew what the other party meant. I didn't expect this kind of casual banter to work wonders one day.

Seeing Ben Bo Ba coming, the fat head fish's eyes flashed with hope again, but the bubble transmission said the exact opposite.

[Bean sprouts, go quickly, there are a large number of fish-man guards guarding here, and you will definitely not be able to save me. 】

[Don't worry, I have a way, trust me!] I just infiltrated the court of the leader and heard the true secret. It turns out that the leader wants to use the hands of the pig-headed people outside to clean up the burdens in the tribe, let them go out to die and embezzle their property! 】

The fathead fish was completely shocked after reading through the bubbles, and the whole body was cold.

But it trusts its best friends more than its leader.

[Then you should go, if you expose this conspiracy, you will definitely not have good fruit to eat.] I waited until I was on land patrol to find an opportunity to slip away. 】

[Rest assured, with me, I will not let the conspiracy of the leaders and priests succeed. You can now spread the word on a small scale and channel the emotions of other fishmen. But don't resist, wait until you go ashore to patrol! I need to get on shore now. 】

Reading out the attitude of his good friend, the fathead fish hurriedly said: [Okay, rest assured to leave it to me here, everything is waiting for your good news!] 】