Looking at the empty cell, Violet's face suddenly became a little ugly.

If I remember correctly, today alone I heard that there are thousands of merchants "protected" by the navy.

What about them?

Passing by the empty cells, Violet's face became more and more ugly.

Whether it's a pirate, a thief or a criminal...

Until now, she had not seen any of the prisoners.

It's so clean, the prison here is so clean.

Da! Da! Da!

The clatter of military boots resounded through this uninhabited prison.

It wasn't until Violet came to the deepest part of the prison that she saw a man sitting in the cell.

After the brain sped for a moment, Violet leaned in front of the man and coughed lightly.

"cough~cough~"

After seeing the man raise his head slightly, Violet rubbed his eyes, looked at the somewhat familiar figure inside, and couldn't help but wonder.

"Have we met somewhere?"

"Colonel Shirley, it's me!"

Looking at the big white teeth of the man in the cell, and listening to the devilish voice, Violet turned and ran.

Bastard... He just did it on purpose...

Bang!

It was only a few steps out of the way that Viollet felt like she had hit something.

Moving her gaze up slightly, she saw the bird baring its teeth at her again.

Knowing that she couldn't run, Violate immediately put her index and middle fingers together and placed them in front of her eyes, allowing the tears to multiply and pinch them out with this gesture.

Tears of Hot Iron: Whales!

Asuka felt the oncoming heat, watching the other party's crystal clear tears, constantly turning red, he immediately covered his hands with armed color domineering, and grabbed the two tears.

Crash!

The two tears were like glass, and they were clawed into pieces by the birds' hands.

Just as Asuka was about to make his next move, he saw Colonel Shirley in front of him suddenly faint.

Looking at Shirley, who was lying on the ground with blood dripping out of her nose, Asuka smashed her beak, but decided to send her to the infirmary first, transfuse some blood, and maintain her vital signs.

In recent times, he's been in love with the feeling of being a melon...

I pulled out a whole bunch of them at once...

...

When Violet opened her eyes again, she looked at the fast-moving bubbles around her, and suddenly closed her eyes again.

Are you hallucinating again?

No, I can't be having another nightmare, right?

Is it with that navy on the street this time?

However, I vaguely remember that I was carried into the infirmary by the navy last night, and then he should have taken something from himself, and he can't remember anything after that.

But according to the style of that navy, he couldn't have let himself out.

"Violet, don't pretend, Miss Ben knows you're awake.

Now that you are awake, you should get off Miss Ben and run away with you, you are too tired."

After hearing Jorah's disgruntled voice, Violet opened her eyes again and looked down.

[Did you turn out to be on Jorah's back?] 】

….

"Jorah, what the hell is going on?"

Hearing this, Jorah turned her head and glanced at Violet on her back, and said speechlessly.

"Miss Ben is working hard outside, you can do it well, you can lie down in the infirmary of the naval base and sleep well."

Violet rubbed her dazed head, puzzled.

"Jorah, how did you get into the heavily defended naval base?"

"Ben... Root... Ben is small

Of course, my sister entered by strength."

Listening to Jorah's obviously somewhat inadequate tone, Violet secretly glanced at her, this guy who will stumble when he talks big.

[In other words, it is the best way to read aloud and listen to books at present, @

Shaking the cloak of justice behind his back, he pointed to the slave traders, human trafficking bosses and others who were kneeling on the ground on the school ground, and spoke.

"800 years ago, the creators of the world government moved to Maryjoya, and the great "creators" brought their families to live in the Holy Land of Maryjoya.

The descendants of the Creator are the great "nobles of the world"..."

Just as the birds were standing on the high platform and speaking with emotion, the group of sailors below looked at the birds on the platform one by one with their dead fish eyes.

"Alas!"

One of the sailors glanced at the bird who was talking, then turned his head to look at the sailor beside him, and sighed quietly.

"The Colonel's constipated expression is really a bit of a mess, and after this speech, I'm going to give the Colonel a suggestion that this kind of speech should come and do it, they must like to do it."

"Sa, that's right... Next time I discuss it with the Colonel, I will leave these matters to me."

As he spoke, the sailor looked up at Asuka who was still giving a speech, and closed his eyes directly, it was too uncomfortable to watch the colonel's speech.

An hour later.

Asuka coughed lightly twice, finally ending the constipating speech.

Who wrote this manuscript praising the Tianlong people?

Then, Asuka turned his head to salute Mary Joy, the shrine, and continued.

"As living people, we have no way of knowing what the Yellow Spring will look like after death, we don't know anything about it.

But just some time ago, I suddenly met a person who had returned from Yellow Springs... He told me everything about it."

Wow!

The group of sailors below were a little shocked when they heard this, they really didn't know about it.

According to their private speculation, the colonel was under the banner of sacrificing the Celestial Dragons, purely to slaughter this group of slave traders, and to have a righteous and bright excuse.

After all, those who auction off slaves and trade slaves, although they don't have bounties on them, they are just as hateful, but the navy has nothing to do with the kind of guys who don't have bounties on them.

They thought the colonel was just making an excuse, but they didn't expect it... The colonel still has a backhand...

...

At this time.

….

Asuka standing on the stage glanced at the group of sailors below again, as well as the large telephone bugs that were broadcasting live, and continued.

"The next speech will be for the man who has returned from the Yellow Springs to tell you everything that has happened there."

As he spoke, a figure suddenly appeared on the white cloth behind the bird.

Oh no, it's the Skeleton Shadow.

"Yo hehehe~"

As the skeleton laughed out loud, the expressions of the civilians watching the live broadcast suddenly became frightened.

"Hey, skeletons can talk???

"It's not an illusion, is it?"

Some civilians pinched their faces frantically, pointing at the live broadcast screen in disbelief.

What happened today is a little too bizarre.

...

Meanwhile.

Devil's Sea, a ghost ship.

"Hurry up, I'm tired of holding up the phone like this.

That bastard, why did he call me... They are sleeping there with Kumasi in their arms."

Recalling Kumasi's soft body, the corners of Perona's mouth began to turn up slightly, and then she looked at the skeleton in front of her again, and continued to speak fiercely.

"Hurry up.

Hurry up and say that, and the next time that bastard comes over, he'll bring you what you want."

"cough~cough~"

Brooke cleared his throat after glancing at the little girl floating in the sky in front of him with a fierce expression, and then he took out the picture of Rab from his arms, looked down for a while, and then said in a deep voice

Road.

"Now that you're ready, please turn on the microphone!"

Hearing this, Perona picked up the microphone and pointed it at Brooke in front of her.

"Yo hehehe~"

After laughing out loud, Brooke straightened his new clothes, released his soul, looked at the phone bug with a serious face, and spoke.

"Down there are the people of the Yellow Springs who have eaten the fruits of the Yellow Springs.

As a native of Huangquan, I have witnessed how miserable the world nobles living in Huangquan are.

The mantra in their mouths... It's all boring, it's just boring."

"Actually, the world of Yellow Springs is not boring.

In the Yellow Springs, there are all kinds of rare beasts and all kinds of strange races, but those "world nobles" Tianlong adults who go to the Yellow Springs, they can only look at them with their eyes...

They don't have any means of catching slaves, they can't catch any of the creatures in the Yellow Springs..."

"Five years ago, when [Klim Vergas] saw him again, he pointed at those strange-looking races, and the tears in his eyes couldn't be stopped.

He hated that before he died, he didn't bring some traffickers who were proficient in capturing slaves with him, so he could only watch those strange races..."

Before Brooke could finish speaking, he heard the sound of a bird coming from the mouth of another phone.

"Shoot 1,000 slave traders and send them to Yellow Springs to serve Saint Klim Vergas.

Shoot and kill 200 more people who are trafficking shop owners and let them go to Yellow Springs, so that the slave trade in Yellow Springs can circulate, and contribute to the fact that Grim Vergassaint can choose different slaves every day.

Shoot another 20 auction house owners and let them go to Yellow Springs to gather the best slaves in Yellow Springs for [Klim Vergas."

With the order of the birds.

The gunshots on the school field rang out one after another.

Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang ~

Five minutes later, Asuka looked at the slave traders, the boss, and others lying in a pool of blood, and waved at the sailors to clear the school grounds.

After the birds were cleaned up, Brooke's voice came out of the big screen again.

"Five years ago, when Lorena Trika Palace saw Zaixia, and when she learned that Zaixia could return to the world, she immediately cried with Zaixia, she is a person who likes strange slaves very much... And there are no traffickers in Huangquan..."

Speaking of this, Brooke couldn't help but smack his mouth and turned his head to look at Twin Capes.

He's actually an honest guy... But it's all for Rab...

...

PS: There is still it at night.

Pirates: This navy has a bit of a conscience, but not much.

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