Man is a very good follower, or ...... Obey! Yes, it is obedience, people do not walk without heads, birds do not fly without heads, and people always need to be led. Yes, most people are naturally timid and will only feel safe if they integrate themselves into the masses. And the leader of the crowd is not only the spiritual support of the majority, but also the scapegoat in case something goes wrong. Only in this way will there be psychological comfort in the worst possible time.

And most of the time people are afraid of power and power, as in the present.

Later I learned that only one of my two shots had hit someone, but this one shot could calm the restless person. The musket is power. And when I dragged their captain over, dragged him to the door, and then picked them up and pressed them against the little window, they were even more silent.

That's what you want.

Pirates and hooligans are different from some special organizations, and the special organizations I am talking about will not lose their goals because of the commander-in-chief, and even if the leader dies in battle, they will continue to work towards their goals. It's not just about reason, it's about feelings! Or to go a little deeper, they have the same thoughts, the same ...... Faith.

And the pirates and gangsters have come together for only one purpose, and that is money, and of course, the chance to survive on this organization. They have no faith, no moral constraints, only one thing is certain, it doesn't really matter who the leader is. Whoever is stronger, and who can continue to lead everyone while he is still playing, then he is the leader of everyone. So when I opened the deadbolt, it took a while for the door to be slowly opened, and the people inside slowly walked out.

They surrounded me, but there was no murderous look on their faces. They looked at the original captain who was curled up on the ground with his belly in his arms, and there was no sympathy or willingness to resist.

"Welcome to the new team." I smiled at them.

"My name is Bill." I told them, "There are countless Bills in this world, but I'm the most special of them all. I boarded this ship for the first time two days ago...... But he was locked in the corner of the bilge, and what was that called...... Hendry's guy told me...... I'm being trafficked, right? ”

Glancing around, no one squeaked. "Well, it doesn't matter, now the trafficked man is your new leader." I looked at them with open hands and a smile. Their faces were cold and expressionless.

"You can celebrate." I said, "For the new captain...... Cheer! I said softly.

They looked at each other, then at the captain on the ground, and I nodded at the man standing at the front as he took off his hat from his head.

"God bless Bill, long live the captain!" The guy in front of him raised his hand as he spoke. Although the voice was not loud, the people around him soon chimed in.

I smiled and nodded at them, but I wasn't satisfied.

That night I grabbed the captain and went into the captain's room, then tied him up and threw him aside. The captain's cabin was much more spacious than the little room in the bilge, and it was so beautiful when I sat on the soft bed. It was still early in the morning, and I lay down on my bed and looked at the captain on the ground. The guy closed his eyes tightly and had a pained look on his face. It doesn't matter if it's pretending to be or not, I have plenty of time now.

The next morning I stood in the captain's seat, and the rest of the twenty or so men lined up for my review. After glancing around, I said, "It seems like we're far enough from where we're going, and now I need to know something, I need someone to tell me where we're now." ”

No one squeaked. It was a bit embarrassing to not be able to answer the first question, so I turned my head and asked the first mate, "Where are we?" ”

"I don't know." The first mate replied to me like this, but I felt ...... when I looked at him It's not like lying.

"But...... You can at least tell me...... We...... This is to ...... Where to! I asked gently, word for word.

"You didn't ask, Captain." The first mate looked at me and said.

"Now you can answer."

"Kurtilas, Captain." The first mate said.

"Ah...... Kul Tiras. I nodded. Go there...... Do what? ”

"Captain!" Someone below raised his hand, "We're not going to Kul Tiras. "That's a skinny guy.

"Ah, now there is a disagreement!" I pointed at him. "You say."

"The ship's final destination is ...... Western Continent. ”

I frowned. "You're talking ...... What? ”

"Western Continent, Chief, Western ...... At the end of the sea there is a continent. The man said.

"I've never heard of any Western continent."

"The Kurtilas have established a military port there, a base, and are already stationed there." The man said. "We, we...... Hey......" he twitched suddenly. "We ...... There was a ...... there, too Business. He said.

"Business?"

"We're just going over there...... Sell some live creatures. He said.

Speaking of cargo, I suddenly remembered the woman in the cabin. "Goods...... What about the women below? ”

"They ...... too. Also...... Also. "This guy is still a stutterer.

"What can they do?"

"They can be sold to the Kultiras settlements and given as ...... While...... Minions, or...... Slave. He said.

"Kurtilas?" I was amazed. "How can they do that?"

"There are only men in the military port...... Men will ...... Yes...... It's going to go crazy! The man said, "These women can do a lot of things in the tavern and earn ...... Earn...... Earn a lot of ...... Money. ”

"And then?"

"What, then?"

"What is the end of them?"

"No...... I don't know. He shook his head. In fact, the result is clear without him saying it.

"As captain, I want you to ...... ...... them Put it out. I said.

The group of people below was talking all at once, and some even squinted at me. "Any comments?"

They didn't answer me, they were still discussing, and my patience was a little overwhelmed. "Answer the question." I say.

It was only then that the stammerer said, "Having a woman on board can bring disaster." ”

"Calamity......" I frowned, "are you talking about the current situation?" ”

No one answered.

"You are all born of women, what calamity can they bring?"

"Captain, that's the rule for all boatmen." The other said, but there was a clear hint of ...... Oppugn.

"yes, that's really not in accordance with the rules."

"Can you tell me why?" I asked.

There were some surprised expressions on their faces, and they looked at each other to see if no one spoke.

"Let them go out and give them something to eat and drink. They are people, not animals. Your mothers and sisters are the same as them. I said.

"Nope! Captain, this is not in accordance with the rules! Someone else stood up and said.

"I'm the captain, and I'm in charge."

The expressions on their faces made me unhappy, but they didn't speak loudly, just muttered quietly.

"If you have something to say, say it." Well...... This is nonsense, and you can't really ask them about it.

"Captain, we vote on all the big things." One of the people just now said.

"Yes, vote!" Someone chimed in.

"Yes, we vote whenever we have a big problem."

"What a big deal!"

"It's a matter of whether the boat can arrive safely, it's already taboo to have a woman on board, and then release it......," the man said, shaking his head. Poseidon will be angry. ”

I immediately frowned, "Before the sea god gets angry, you'll see the captain get angry. ”

They looked at each other and then went their separate ways, and although they didn't say anything more, I could tell that there had been a big change in their hearts.

The women in the cabin were brought out onto deck, trembling, trembling, shy and afraid. A bunch of people were huddled together, and there wasn't much fabric on their dirty bodies that could cover their bodies. And some of the women still have wounds on their bodies, some of them have blood.

The men brought the women to the deck, and stared at the lamb-like women with their arms folded.

"Find clothes for them!" I waved my hand to indicate the sailors.

They did so anyway, and then they brought food and water. The women were squatting on the deck eating, the boat was still moving forward, and looking at the eyes of the people around me, I felt that tonight might not be better.

The women were basking on the deck, the salty sea breeze ruffled their hair, they didn't dare to speak, and the men around them looked at them with fear.

After noon they had eaten a little more, I let them live in the cabin on the first floor, much to the displeasure of the sailors. I hesitated as I watched the women walk into the cabin, not knowing whether to follow them in. After thinking about it for a while, I decided not to go in.

I was at the helm until dusk, and I didn't even go into the captain's quarters. I'm wondering what might happen tonight. Those women have no ability to resist, and even if they are given weapons, they are absolutely useless! If there is trouble tonight, there is a good chance that this group of women will suffer a second time. So today I spent the whole day on deck watching them go back and forth, wondering how I could keep them at bay.

But when it was time to turn on the lights at night, I didn't come up with any good ideas. The two muskets in his arms are also used in times of extreme crisis, and the deterrent effect is greater than the actual damage. But what can only two bullets do?

Returning to the captain's room and looking at the half-dead captain on the ground, I woke him up, "Your men are going to be rioting tonight." I said.

The guy lifted his eyelids and looked at me without speaking.

"Do you think they're going to kill you like they killed me after the riots?"

His eyes paused, and I knew he was thinking, but in the end he shook his head slightly.

That's the best answer I can get.

"Then you're the only one to die for me tonight." As I spoke, I punched him in the head.