The sky was cloudy, gray and hazy, and the long drizzle gave people the illusion that it was about to open just now, and it suddenly fell heavily, and the raindrops the size of beans smashed on people's bodies and hurt a little.

The mud began to be pitted, and from time to time the feet would sink in, and when they were lifted again, they would bring up the mud on their feet.

"Moo! Moo! ”

Octopus Hachi was holding a huge roast suckling pig and shouting as he walked along the shore.

The roasted aroma of the suckling pig has long been cooled down by the heavy rain, and the manatee moo, which originally appeared on time at the meal, seems to be in this relationship and did not show up.

"Strange? Why haven't you come out yet......" Hachi looked left and right, and suddenly saw three fish-men leaning against the edge of the rocks at the shore and seemingly unconscious, tightly tied together by ropes, and ran there, "What's wrong with you?" ”

A thin blade that was extremely difficult to feel suddenly stretched out from the rain, and it flew quickly in a sudden white light.

Hachi hurriedly reacted, picked up the roast suckling pig in his hand to resist in front of him, stepped on the ground with his feet in a staggered step, and quickly retreated backwards.

The knife light in the air was blocked, and then with a pick, the roast suckling pig was split into two pieces.

"Dare to sneak up on my Hachi, you hateful human."

Hachi retreated out of the range of the sword light, patted his chest in fright, and fled towards the jungle in the distance.

Kabaji's figure appeared in the rain, watching the other party flee with heavy eyes, although these fish people successfully lured the octopus over as bait, but unfortunately this continuous heavy rain hindered, so that his foolproof sneak attack sword did not play its due role, according to the plan, the octopus will definitely lose its combat effectiveness after this sword, however, there is still a gap between reality and expectations.

"Forget it, there's no need to delay any longer, the time agreed with Captain Bucky is coming, let's go to Aaron Square quickly." Kabaji dragged the three fishmen and prepared to leave.

The wind behind is whistling, and the terrible air currents are coming from themselves, and there are three!

"Paper painting!"

Kabaji's body quickly dodged along the air current, and three heavy objects from top to bottom came one after another, not giving him a chance to breathe at all, and a smash knocked his body away more than ten meters away.

Kabaji quickly adjusted his body in mid-air, and finally stood on the ground with his feet steadily, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, "It's really an unpleasant rain......

The resistance of this heavy rain and the very easy to sink ground greatly interfered with his body and movements, and even the strengthening and weakening of his presence in kendo was greatly affected.

Xiao Hachi's six arms danced the three thick trees together: "Xiao Hachi, I like this rain very much!" For the fish-people, whether it is rain or sunshine, it is a happy event. ”

"It's nonsense, but octopus...... You're a lot better than the average fish-man. ”

"Because Xiaoba, I'm a cadre under Ah Long, of course I'll be a little more powerful."

"Cadre......" Kabaji's eyes flickered, "So, your value is much higher than those fishmen, and it is just right to use you as a bargaining chip." ”

His feet tapped lightly, and his steps towards Hachi became faster and faster, his right hand clenched on the hilt of the knife, the snowflakes fell, and the white light suddenly flashed like thunder in the night.

……

Meanwhile, Bucky dragged a bundle of hormunitized fishmen and walked down the road.

After teaching a few of the guys who tried to resist, the fishmen behind them all got honest and were dragged through the mud with ropes.

Five, a total of five lone fishmen were caught.

This is still the loot he got after searching several nearby villages, and the amount is not very large, but if Kabaji catches a few more fishmen, the number of them will be combined, and the chips for returning Mochi will be enough, as for repairing the horses, it is enough to honestly guard the ship there, if the boat is secretly scuttled by those fishmen, it will be troublesome.

The appointed time was almost up, and Bucky put one hand on his forehead and looked up at the tall buildings in the distance that were faintly reserved in the air, and then, all he had to do was go there.

Along the way, bypassing the head of the village of Cocoa West Village, the heavy rain still could not stop the crowd in the village, a group of villagers with shovels and forks in the village garrison Ah Jian's command, like a battlefield general, roared majestically, in response, Bucky indifferently looked back at the few villagers who were not afraid of death, and continued to move forward.

After walking for about ten minutes, you can see that the high-rise buildings of Aaron Square, which were previously blocked by the rain curtain, are already very clear at this time.

The red gate, a symbol of isolation and domination, looks magnificent, but in the end it is a knock-off, and even if it can mimic the shape of a Chambord playground, it will not be able to depict that charm.

What unique ideas can be expected of fish-people who are simply violent, destroying, and killing?

"Hasn't Kabaji come yet?" Bucky Ring took the first look, took a step, and dragged a bundle of fishmen behind him towards the gate of the square.

He stretched out his right hand and casually pushed open the rather heavy door.

Ah Long, who had a jagged nose on his face, sat in an exclusive seat, with a black belt and a tweet standing beside him left and right, like two protectors in martial arts, which looked a little interesting.

The crowd of fish below is constantly playing in the water, full of unbridled laughter.

Mochi was placed in a pool of water on a wooden post made of a cross, the ends of which were tied to the stone slabs on both sides with strong ropes, and his body from the chest down was soaked in water, and he looked emaciated and powerless by the splashes of water by the fishmen around him.

Sea water is something that cannot be overcome for those who are capable......

With the sound of the door opening, the eyes of all the fishmen in the square focused on Bucky.

"Aaron." Bucky paced through the gate, threw the fish-man tied up behind him on the ground in front of him like garbage, and said unhurriedly, "This is the 100 million Baileys you want." ”

Aaron pinched the arm of the chair with his right hand, and with a "clatter", he squeezed it to pieces, and looked at Bucky with a look in his eyes: "Cheap human, what good things have you done to my lovely compatriots." ”

"Oh, yes...... It doesn't seem to be worth the price, but I remember that one fish-man is about a million Baileys, and five is five million, which is not enough......"

Bucky held out five fingers in one hand and looked at Aaron with a smirk, while the other hand holding the dagger had long since detached and hovered over the neck of the fish-man.

Originally, he planned to use the fishmen as bargaining chips, but looking at the number of sixty or seventy fishmen in Aaron Square, he didn't think that these fishmen would allow this arrogant ultraracist to pull down his face and exchange hostages with him on an equal footing.

He could feel that the contempt and hatred for human beings that Ah Long emanated from his bones was far higher than the love for his companions, but after standing here for a moment, the feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, and it seemed that his previous guess was completely unworkable......

However, it seems that it is possible to take advantage of the other party's innate racial superiority.

Aaron's forehead was covered with bruises, and the enslavement and trafficking of the fish-man had always been the last scar in the heart of a fish-man like him, who despised and hated humans, and at this time it was opened by Bucky in a grand manner, and his anger gradually swallowed his reason like a fireball that was burning more and more: "The red-nosed bastard who doesn't know whether to live or die!" ”