In the dark, foul-smelling sewers, Margaret, curled up in a ball, slowly opened her eyes.

The bronze pocket watch was opened, and it was looked at that there were still 6 hours before the decisive battle. Her gaze was firm again.

The opportunity to avenge his family is today, and Swan must die today!

"Call everyone up, let's go to the platform to assemble. ”

A phantom nodding slightly on her, then quickly vanished.

Margaret walked silently in the dark, and gradually there were more people behind her.

The extra people were all dressed like her, wearing dusty robes.

No one spoke, only the sound of the flow of sewage in the tunnel, and the sound of them wading through it.

A rat crouching in the corner hugged something black, gnawing and watching them secretly.

Spacious pipes extend in all directions. Margaret seemed to have walked many times, skillfully shuttling through it.

From one tunnel to another, there was a faint light at the end of the tunnel.

When she came out of the tunnel, her front of her suddenly opened up.

All kinds of dirt poured out like waterfalls under the black sewage, and at the end of all the waterfalls was a huge black hole like an abyss.

Directly below to the sea, it is the largest sewage outlet in the British Island.

At this time, a huge platform was erected above the black hole.

Every now and then someone is coming out of the pipe and gathering on the platform.

There were men and women in the crowd, except that their gray robes were the same as Margaret's. There is another thing in common, which is the hatred in the eyes.

Margaret and the hundreds of people behind her stood in silence.

Her hands were sometimes clenched and sometimes relaxed, and she looked nervous.

When the entire platform was almost full, a loud voice exploded in the crowd. "Brother and sister!!"

Margaret looked up into the crowd, and spoke of a white-bearded, shabby blue and white sailor's suit hanging loosely on his shriveled body.

Behind him stood the largest number of people on the platform.

"We're here for revenge!Swan! He killed our family! He robbed our islands! He's going to ruin everything we have!!He has to pay!!"

Hearing this, everyone on the platform began to breathe heavily

"Now! The day has finally come! To avenge our loved ones! We must abandon all scruples! Personal life does not matter in front of this!

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

Murderous cries echoed through the empty space, including some of Margaret's.

Whitebeard pressed his hand, and his voice quickly quieted. His gaze slowly swept over everyone's faces, pausing slightly when he saw Margaret.

"The specific task, I think you will know it, Swan is in the Governor's Palace now, we only have one chance, we can only succeed and not fail, and finally I warn you, if Swan can survive this time, then none of you present will survive, scatter!"

All the crowd rushed towards the sewer pipes that ran in all directions. There was an indomitable determination in everyone's eyes.

As the crowd disappeared, the platform fell silent in an instant.

Whitebeard looked at the dark tunnels for a moment before rolling up his left sleeve. Exposed a wound dripping with yellow-green pus.

"Lord Julio, they are starting to act today, but the fleet of Hope Island is now on the edge of the island, and I am afraid that something will change. ”

The wound, the size of a baby's mouth, twitched like a mouth. "Charles, don't worry about him, this guy doesn't deal with Swan, he won't make a move. No, someone is staring at you at 9 o'clock!"

Whitebeard immediately turned his head to look and saw a rat peeking in this direction.

"Bump!" the peeking rat instantly exploded into meat foam.

Today, the heart of the British Isle is still very lively, with well-dressed men and women strolling the streets.

There are no beggars in the port area, no child labor in the factory area, and even the prosecutors on this road are polite and polite, like a paradise.

Margaret, who had changed into a long dress, walked between them.

The corset made of sharptooth fish ribs was put on her body, squeezing Margaret's own thin waist more and more slender, and her upper body looked particularly spectacular under the support of the thin waist.

The terrifying scar on Margaret's face, I don't know how to erase it, and the stunning face made the men around look sideways.

Carrying a small bag, she looks like a standard aristocratic lady.

Feeling the familiar tightness around her waist, Margaret held back from crying, she remembered her mother who had committed suicide.

When she first became a girl from a girl, she quarreled with her mother because of this uncomfortable shapewear I don't know how many times. But every time she feasted, she reluctantly wore it under her compulsion.

Now no one is persecuting her anymore, but this time she is willing to put it in.

"Sister, you're so beautiful. A boy with wide eyes ran up to the side and grabbed Margaret's sky-blue folded skirt and shouted in amazement.

Just as Margaret turned her head to look at him, a young woman next to her ran over with her puppy in her arms. "Sorry, the kid was so naughty. ”

Margaret smiled kindly at her. "It's okay, your kid is so cute, can you take him out to play?"

If you look closely at Margaret's eyes at this time, you will find that there is no temperature inside.

Margaret's appearance not only makes men like, but also brings women closer. "Today, the three governors' wives are going to hold a tea art exhibition together, such an important matter, of course I am coming, but I finally found the opportunity, my dear, are you also participating in the tea art exhibition? You are so beautiful. ”

"Yes, I've been looking forward to this tea art exhibition for a long time. ”

Margaret replied with a smile, and after a while, the two women were talking and laughing and walking towards the governor's palace.

As the two were about to reach the governor's palace, a car full of goods stopped their way.

Looking at the familiar face of the platform sitting in the carriage, Margaret's hand holding the delicate bag tightened slightly.

"No large vehicles are allowed at the Governor's Gate!!" the guard at the gate warned loudly,

Then the truck seemed to be stimulated, and the driver stepped on the accelerator and rushed directly towards the gate of the Governor's Palace.

Before the car could rush out a few meters away, the driver of the car had already made a bloody hole in his head.

A tall guard was about to rush towards the car, but Margaret had already rushed behind him.

The fair-skinned long legs kicked directly into his chest with an afterimage, and the man's chest instantly sank. You can't live if you see it.