Screams were heard from inside the tavern, so shrill that it could make one's skin crawl all over. A certain man lay on the ground, wailing in pain.
Tears and snot poured out together, turning his face, which was twisted in pain, into a blur, looking as ferocious as a tortured evil ghost in hell.
Brett stood beside this man, his face calm.
He raised his foot and stepped on the man's left leg.
The man's left leg was already a puddle of meat from the knee down, and the bones were broken into pieces. Brett's foot stepped on the knee.
The strong bones could not provide any defense, and instantly shattered into dregs.
"Ahhhhhh!!"
The man's screams echoed through the sky again.
The other people in the tavern were silent at this time. Don't even move, they all lowered their heads and didn't even dare to look here.
They recognized Bright, so they didn't dare to move. One second to remember s://
The man's companions tried to resist, but their necks were broken in an instant.
Only the last man, their leader, who was bragging triumphantly just now, has now had his limbs trampled off, and no longer has any courage to brag, and can only keep wailing miserably.
"Please, please, forgive, forgive me——"
The man's consciousness was blurred due to excessive blood loss, and he was just mumbling to himself.
"Mr. Bright, we are ready!"
Outside the door, a man leaned half in.
Bright nodded, hooked his foot around the man's neck, and then kicked the man out of the tavern with a flick.
Brett walked out slowly.
Outside the door of the tavern, at the intersection of the two roads, a tall wooden pole was now erected, with a rope noose hanging down from the pole.
A man stood aside with a smile on his face.
He is Donald's friend, and it was only through his help that he was able to find these guys.
Brett picked up the noose.
The man who fell to the ground still had some consciousness, "No, no, don't..."
His voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, and he squirmed hard to get away from Bright.
But Brett just flicked it casually, and the noose was already on the man's head, and then successfully pulled it around his neck.
"no no--"
The man turned around with difficulty, "Original, forgive me——"
"Who is qualified to forgive a guy like you?"
Brett calmly pulled another rope hanging from the wooden pole, "You have no choice but to die."
The man was hoisted up, very high, to the top of the wooden pole.
At first he was still struggling, but soon he only twitched slightly, and finally fell silent.
The street was clean and there were no people around, but many people were hiding behind the windows in the houses and watching in horror.
Brett tied the rope carefully.
Then he turned back, "If there are still people who want to take action against mermaids or fishmen, just be prepared for me to appear in front of you."
Still very quiet.
Then, Brett walked away.
Many years later, perhaps people here will still remember that back view.
Remember the fear that figure from behind brought them.
For several hours after that, the street was very quiet.
On the way to Donald's company, Brett was thinking, is such a warning useful?
The conclusion drawn is very depressing and probably won't be of much use.
As long as the benefits are sufficient, for some people, life is something that can be left behind.
But Bright felt that even if it only had a small effect, his action would be valuable.
Donald's company is located in the business district of the Shampoo Islands, not far from where Bright is at this time. It is a five-story building that is not very impressive.
With Donald's friends leading the way, there were no obstacles along the way.
When we went all the way up to the top floor, as soon as we opened the door, we heard the sound of crying.
Brett followed the sound and looked over. On the long sofa, four little mermaids were sitting in a row and crying, eating marshmallows while crying.
On the single sofa on the other side, Rayleigh was drinking by himself with a bottle of wine.
Only Donald was anxiously trying to appease the little fish people.
"Mr. Bright, you are finally back!"
Seeing Bright coming back, Donald was like seeing a savior. He immediately rushed over, "You and Mr. Reilly should have a lot to say, right? I won't disturb you!"
As if there was a dog chasing him from behind, he ran away with his friend arm in arm.
"Oh? Is it done yet?"
Riley pushed up his glasses.
Brett nodded.
He walked up to the sobbing little mermaids and squatted down, "Do you know me?"
The oldest little mermaid looked at Bright with twitching shoulders, and then his eyes lit up, "Are you Brother Bright?"
"That's Brother Brett that Nana said, right? I've seen you!"
It turns out he is little Nana’s friend.
Brett smiled and said, "It's me, I'm here to take you home, so don't cry."
"Wow! I miss mom!!"
The youngest girl cried louder.
Brett picked her up carefully and patted her back gently, "Okay, okay, I'll take you back to see your parents later."
"Really?"
Another little girl raised her head and asked with tears in her eyes.
"Um."
Brett nodded.
"Whoaaah!"
This time I cried even louder.
Brett felt like his head was spinning. After leaving the Naval Science Corps, he had never felt as helpless as he did now.
"Hahahaha, that's what children are like."
Lei Li laughed loudly, "Brother, come on."
Drink your wine.
Brett could only comfort him for a while.
The children's emotions finally stabilized.
"it's all my fault,"
Nana's friend blamed herself, "I was the one who told me to come to the sea to have a look."
"It doesn't matter, the matter is over."
Brett rubbed her little head and said, "Just don't do this again."
"Never come to the sea again!"
A younger child sobbed, "Human beings, good and bad."
Brett heard Riley sigh.
While comforting the children, Brett was also thinking about what to do if something like this happens again in the future.
Fortunately, adults have basic abilities of discrimination.
But children are different.
You should think of a way.
It is best to be able to restrain children's actions and teach them something.
Ah, isn't that a school?
Brett nodded silently.
good idea.
The reason why these children are so idle is because they have no homework.
After crying for a while, the children became tired and fell asleep one by one.
Brett was finally able to talk to Reilly.
"I'm so sorry, little brother, for letting the children experience the ugliness of the world in advance."
Rayleigh sighed, "But believe me, there are more than just people like that among humans."
"I see."
Bright nodded, "However, the group of people who stand at the top of human society happen to be just such people."
"Dragon people?" Rayleigh nodded, "What they said is indeed true."
With supreme power and status without any restrictions, how can such a group not degenerate after eight hundred years?
To be able to continue to produce Celestial Dragons like Wulaoxing is probably the last sign of stubbornness.
"So Mr. Reilly, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Brett was curious.
In the original work, Rayleigh ganged up with the Straw Hats because the Straw Hats wore Roger's straw hats and were the ones the red-haired people said had inherited Roger's will.
Why did he attract Rayleigh's attention?
"Brother Brett, what do you think of the future?"
Rayleigh smiled and said, "The future of Fish-Man Island?"
Overlord color is the qualification of a king that only one among millions of people can have. This boy, there is no doubt that he is the one who will lead the Fish-Man Island forward in the future.
And Fish-Man Island is one of the most important parts of the blueprint for changing the world.
How could you not want to have a good chat with such a junior when you meet him?
"The future?"
Brett was slightly startled. It would be nice to chat. He really felt something deeply today. “At the beginning, I thought that all I needed to do was live a peaceful and contented life. But then I found that if I didn’t do something, I would feel uneasy. Then I
I think that as long as we become as powerful as Kaido the Whitebeard, Fish-Man Island will be able to survive safely."
"But, no," he said, "it just won't work. It's not enough for us to change. As long as we can't completely change the whole world's view of fish-men and fish-men, Fish-Man Island will never be truly safe."
Bright could even imagine that as he became very strong, it became very difficult to abduct mermaids, so more nobles were proud to own mermaid slaves, and perhaps the price of mermaids would further increase.
Unless the class that likes to turn others into slaves is eradicated, and the world government that is indifferent to or even supports this situation is destroyed, Fish-Man Island will not be truly stable.
This is what Brett had in mind today after stepping out of the smoke of human trafficking.
"Is that so?"
Riley nodded gently and leaned lazily on the sofa, "Brother Bright, you have great ambitions."
No wonder the overlord color awakens.
He will be an important force in changing the world.
"Then come on, Brett," Riley said with a smile, "Although the road ahead is difficult, you shouldn't be alone."
If such a man leads Fish-Man Island and leads Neptune, there should be no problem.
Brett smiled and said, "I thought Mr. Reilly would say it was a very good dream, so he was willing to help me out?"
"Hahahaha, how is that possible? I am a pirate, and I have retired. What happens to the world has nothing to do with me." Reilly laughed.
Yes, this is not a kind and kind old man.
"I'm a little embarrassed, but can you give me some advice? Mr. Reilly."
Bright said seriously, "I suddenly awakened my overlord color, but I don't know how to use this power at all."
Although it is not as good as Mr. Kaido's stick education in terms of breaking bottlenecks in assault training, there is no doubt that Mr. Rayleigh's strength is in laying the foundation.
If you want to become stronger in domineering, getting the guidance of these seniors is far more useful than practicing on your own.
"Brother, you are so rude."
Rayleigh shook the bottle, but the smile on his face did not disappear because of this, "Well, if you can come to my door with some wine in my free time, it's not like I can't give you some guidance."
Not just because of the role he will play in the next revolution, but just because of his action of freeing the slaves just now, you know that this man is not ordinary.
"Many thanks."
Brett was very serious.
Although I’m just talking about giving guidance on overlord sex now, you can also ask about some knowledge points about armed sex in your spare time, right?
Flowing to the outside world and destroying it internally, Bright wants to bring this knowledge back to Fish-Man Island.
Well, Mr. Leili should not be able to foresee the future. I will go to Mr. Ka or Mr. Kai to learn from this knowledge point in the future.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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