Now the people of the Iron Hook Gang are not in a hurry, they are just catching turtles in the urn. www.biquge.info Behind them, it seemed that all the murderous mongrels on this island had arrived, sharpening their knives one by one, their eyes shining. I have no way back.

On the other side of the bridge, the ones blocking my run to the Land of the Free are the Red Hats, who have jurisdiction over the eastern side of the port. They were another of Planck's gangs, along with the Hooks, and almost all of Bilgewater, all loyal to Planck himself.

Graves walked up to me step by step. This stupid big man doesn't seem to realize where we're going to be. I was in a trance, as if I had gone back so many years and that the two of us had faced similar situations countless times, as bad as being in a waist-high. But this time, he won't listen to me anymore.

I wanted to explain to him what was going on, but I didn't think it made sense. He won't trust me anymore. Once his solid head is stubborn, it will take a long time to wake up. Unfortunately, this is not too long at the moment.

I retreated to the edge of the bridge, where there were countless winches and pulley ropes beneath the railing, and beyond that there was the endless depths of the ocean. I felt dizzy, my heart sank to my heels, and I couldn't help but stagger back to the center of the bridge. It was only then that I saw the tragic situation in front of me.

In the distance, Planck's black ship loomed in the morning mist, releasing a dense mass of small boats from its belly and struggling towards the Butcher's Bridge. It seems that Planck's people have poured out of the nest.

I couldn't break through the Hooks, convince the Red Hats to get out of the way, and take down the pig's head from Graves.

Then there is only one way left.

I climbed the bridge railing -- oh my God, it was higher than I thought. The wind whipped my coat like a sail crackling. I never want to go back to this hellish place again.

"Get out of here." Graves said. Did I hear it wrong? There seemed to be a bit of desperation in his tone? Come to think of it, if I die like this, the confession he has been searching for will come to naught.

I took a deep breath - it would take several seconds just to fall to the surface.

"Tobius, come down." He sighed.

I couldn't help but be stunned. It's a name I haven't heard in a long, long time.

The next moment, I took a big step forward.