"Fool, you've brought everyone in! Do you know whose territory this is? ”

Hearing Trist's hysterical roar, Graves rarely showed a smile of relief.

However, in the next second, Trist's moved slightly. Suddenly, countless cards shot straight at Graves.

Seeing this, Graves swept through the cards. For a moment, the warehouse reverberated with gunshots, roars, and flying confetti that had been blown to pieces.

Graves searched his surroundings quickly, and when he saw Trist's figure, the door to the warehouse was kicked open.

Immediately after, more than a dozen members of the Iron Hook Gang squeezed in and rushed towards the two of them.

Trist's face grew gloomy, and he looked directly at Graves and asked, "Are you coming for real?"

Graves didn't reply, he nodded, and looked at Trist with a fierce expression. He's going to have to settle accounts with Trist today!

The Hooks were still pouring into the warehouse, and Trist's mood had hit rock bottom.

However, Graves stared at Trist as if he hadn't seen the Hook Gang members.

Suddenly, without warning, Graves pulled the trigger, and a deafening gunshot rang out.

In desperation, Trist leaned sideways in a panic. Bullets sliced past his eyes, blasting the wooden box beside him into the air.

Trist's hands clenched tightly, he was sure that his old friend was determined to kill him!

Trist spun over at the pile of armor next to him, and then threw a tricolor card at Graves with his backhand.

Without checking to see if the cards were missing, Trist hid behind cover. He prayed in his heart that if he was given a few seconds, he would escape.

However, Graves was hit by Trist's cards and almost fainted. But he was so resistant to beating that he carried two shots at the place where Trist was hiding.

The bullet pierced through the precious Demacian armor and nearly pierced Trist's right hand, where he had just drawn a card. Trist sighed and quickly got up and ran away.

When Graves saw that Trist wanted to run again, he roared as he shot Trist, "You can't run, Trist!"

"This idiot!" Trist cursed quietly, he was being pushed too hard by Graves to have time to teleport away.

Another shot, nearly hitting Trist in the leg. He glanced horriously at the precious treasure that had blocked a shot for him, and then made a twist and turn between the bunkers.

Graves kept staring at Trist, cursing and swearing, and didn't forget to shoot all the time.

Trist also cursed Graves for being such a big guy but acting so nimble, and led Graves to the other end of the warehouse according to his plan.

When he saw Graves coming, he smiled slightly, and a card glowing red flew towards Graves.

The cards landed on Graves' body with great speed, holding Greyheads back for the time being. Trist took the opportunity to throw it at several members of the Hook Gang who were blocking the door of the warehouse, and he ran back in the direction of the dagger at the same time.

As Trist expected, there were several members of the Hook Gang guarding the dagger. The red light in his hand flashed again, and he was stunned.

Slipping the dagger into his pocket, Trist smiled triumphantly. The payouts are finally in hand!

At this time, Graves's roar came from behind Trist: "I said, Trist, you can't run away!"

It's really difficult! Trist raised his hands, turned slowly, and looked at Graves with a smile.

At this moment, a group of Hook Gang members poured into the warehouse. Trist glanced at the Hook Gang members around him and Graves, and panicked.

"You two are not allowed to move, or we will beat you into a sieve!"

Under the roar of the Hook Gang members, Trist slowly lowered his right hand behind him, and he clutched a card tightly.

"Goodbye, old friend!"

Trist smiled confidently, and was about to teleport out while he was messing around, but he felt his right hand holding the cards being held against the gun.

Stunned, Trist looked back, and at some point Graves walked up behind him.

Graves snarled, "I can't run for a lifetime, Trist!"

Rather than being shot by Graves, the fear of being caught by the Hooks gradually took over Trist's heart.

Planck is not a man known for his kindness. The pervert who calmly uses a knife to carve on the human body on the operating table, Trist doesn't want to see at all!

Trist took a deep breath and looked at the approaching Hook Gang members, and he suddenly had a ridiculous idea.

He was calculated!

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Trist shuddered. He felt that he was invisibly caught in a huge strange circle, and he couldn't get out of it.

"Do you have times when you're afraid?"

Smelling Graves' sarcastic words, Trist didn't bother to reason with the big guy. His mind raced, contemplating possibilities.

an unprovoked "easy" errand; A huge amount of money, just when he was in dire need of money; And his old friends, who were also waiting for him all night.

Secretly, there must be someone a hundred times smarter than Graves, who is controlling all this!

At the thought of this, Trist wanted to slap himself a few times. But on second thought, there are a bunch of idiots here who can ruin that secret man's plan, and he will definitely be able to escape!

Sensing that Trist was about to move, Graves roared, "Little white face, you can't get out!"

Trist looked around, and the warehouse caught fire at some point, and it burned to the ceiling. Maybe this fire can help him!

Trist turned around and tried to persuade Graves, "We've all been sold, Graves!"

Graves sneered: "How come, you're good at selling other people, right!"

Trist continued, "If we join forces, we can escape!"

However, Trist was only responded to by Graves' roar: "I want me to believe you again, unless we are both dead!"

Seeing that Graves was reluctant to cooperate, Trist took the opportunity to teleport outside the warehouse.

With a chuckle, Trist patted the dust off his body and prepared to walk away.

Graves' roar was heard from inside the warehouse, and Trist turned and flew out a yellow card through the open door of the warehouse.

Solitaire locks the goalkeeper Graves and the Hooks inside. Trist felt a little guilty in his heart. However, he smiled relievedly when he remembered that Graves had thick skin and flesh and should not die.

Looking at the docks, Trist pondered his escape route when an earth-shattering explosion came from behind him.

Trist looked back in astonishment, and Graves stepped out of the massive hole in the wall.

Looking at the desire to kill in Graves' eyes, Trist felt a chill in his heart.

Flicked the brim of his hat at Graves, and Trist pulled his leg and ran. Graves was in hot pursuit, the rumbling of gunfire echoing across the docks.

"This idiot, this will only attract more people!"

Secretly scolding Graves, Trist admired Graves' determination in his heart.

Silently praying in his heart, hoping that Graves' determination would not kill him tonight.

……

In the cabin of the Abyss, a young boy is led by a crew member towards the captain's quarters.

There was a scream of great pain from behind a door at the end of the hallway, and the little boy's heart was beating with fright, and he began to regret coming here a little.

The cry echoed in every corner of the cabin, and not only the little boy, but also the crew of the ship could hear the terrible cry.

Walking with the little boy through the door at the end, the crew pushed the little boy.

The little boy was subtly thrust into the dimly lit room, his eyes drawn to a burly back.

As reminded by the crew, this burly back figure was none other than Planck, the captain of the Abyss.

Planck was a majestic, middle-aged man with strong muscles around his neck and shoulders. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his blood-soaked forearms, and his red coat and tricorne hat hung beside him.

"Planck......" the little boy whimpered with difficulty, his voice full of fear and awe for Planck.

Planck didn't speak, he didn't turn around, he focused on what was at hand.

The crew pushed behind the little boy, who staggered two steps forward.

The little boy stared at Planck's back with trepidation, trying to see what Planck was doing. When he saw what Planck was doing, he couldn't help but gasp.

There were several basins of blood on the table, and a tray containing blades, meat hooks, and other surgical instruments he couldn't name, reflecting the terrifying light.

A man is fully chained to a workbench with a belt, and only his head can barely turn. His neck tightened, and his face showed horror and despair.

The little boy only glanced at it, and he couldn't take his eyes off the man's fleshy left leg.

As if sensing the little boy's arrival, Planck put down the carving knife in his hand and turned to look at him carefully.

"Bone carving, a dying art." Planck said calmly, then turned his gaze to his masterpiece on the workbench: "Nowadays, very few people spend their energy on a bone, see? Every knife counts. ”

As he spoke, he began to work on his bone carving again.

By the way, Planck's gaze looked again, and the muscles on the man's thighs had been completely stripped away, leaving only extremely hideous wounds, but the man was still alive.

The little boy stared at the intricate lines on the man's leg bones in a daze. The curled tentacles and waves are entangled, and the carving is delicate and delicate.

And this perfect work of art is born on the bones of a human leg, but it is terrifying and terrifying for the little boy.

What made the little boy shudder even more was that Planck's "work" sounded: "Please......"

Almost inaudible moans, Planck ignored them. He lowered his carving knife and grabbed a cheap glass of whiskey and poured it on the man's wound, breaking away the remaining blood stains on the bone carving.

The man wailed, but he couldn't bear the torture and went mad.

The little boy stood trembling, completely oblivious to the purpose of his visit.

"Listen well, boy," Planck said, "Sometimes, even your most loyal men forget how many pounds and taels they have, so you need to remind them from time to time that the real strength lies entirely in what others think of you, and even a moment of weakness will make you finished!"

The little boy's face was bloodless, and he nodded vigorously.

Planck grinned, then pointed to the fainting man on the stage: "Wake him up, you haven't heard enough of his singing!"

The ship's doctor hurried forward, and Planck turned his head and then stared at the boy: "So...... What did you just want to say? ”

The little boy hesitated in fear, "One ...... A ...... alone The docks of Rat Town...... There was a man ......"

"Go on."

He ...... He's very good at dodging, and the hooks don't show up, but I think ...... I saw him. ”

"Oh?" Planck stared at the boy with interest, and when he heard the man awakened again by the ship's doctor, he grabbed the carving knife again and proceeded to his "great" artistic creation.

He ...... He had a stack of cards in his hand, which was beautiful, and he was ...... There will also be light. ”

Planck slowly lowered the carving knife, his back to the boy like a colossus rising from the abyss.

"Where?"

Planck pinched the strap on the holster of his pistol, and a creaking sound was heard clearly in the dark room.

The little boy took a step back in fear: "Outside the warehouse, the ...... The big warehouse near the shed......"

Planck grabbed his hat and hat sharply, his face distorted in fury in the light.

Watching him turn around step by step, all the people standing in the room unconsciously took a step back.

"Give this kid a silver coin and a hot meal!"

Planck commanded the first mate standing in the doorway, and then walked out of the room with heavy steps.

In a few moments, Planck's angry voice echoed around the Abyss: "Everyone assemble on deck, we have work to do!"

……

Returning to her hut with Ye Feng, Sarah patted her chest with some relief. Fortunately, she arrived in time, otherwise if Ye Feng and Fiona were together, the younger brother she had cultivated with great difficulty would be abducted.

But what worries her the most is the chaos in Bilgewater these days. She pressed Ye Feng's shoulder and admonished: "Wood, it's going to be a mess these days, you stay at home and don't go to sword practice with Fiona for the time being."

Ye Feng was a little embarrassed: "But I promised Fiona that I would go tomorrow!"

Sarah pursed her lips and said solemnly: "You can let Fiona come to the house, but don't go out, my sister is not playing with you, and when the turmoil has passed in the past few days, you can practice swords with Fiona at any time."

Ye Feng was a little aggrieved and said, "Okay."

He will miss the appointment tomorrow, and Fiona's temperament will definitely come to him to settle accounts, and there will inevitably be a bunch of reasons to explain when the time comes.

"Good, you are my sister's good brother, you have to listen to your sister, Fiona is an outsider after all, you know?"

Sarah touched Ye Feng's head dotingly, and kissed Ye Feng's forehead, causing Ye Feng's face to turn red.

Listening to the footsteps at the top of the stairs, Sarah sat upright and put away her smile.

She said coldly, "Come in."

"Yes, Captain."

Outside the door, Raven slowly walked in.

Ye Feng looked at Sarah suspiciously, and asked, "Sister, what is this?"

Sarah didn't reply, but asked coldly, "How are things going?"

Raven said respectfully, "All the best, Captain."

Sarah said coldly, "You haven't been revealed, have you?"

"Nope."

"Where's the boy?"

"He did a good job."

"Okay, let's go back to the Sairen."

Raven nodded, and left Sarah's cabin under Sarah's watchful eye.

Sarah stared at Ye Feng and said, "You heard it too, Wood, my sister still has something very important to do tonight, and as soon as tonight passes, Billgewater will fall into chaos."

Ye Feng vaguely guessed what Sarah wanted to do, and he asked uncertainly, "Sister, are you going?"

"As you think." Sarah smiled with satisfaction, her brother had grown.

Ye Feng still had some questions in his heart: "What's the matter with the boy you just mentioned?"

Sarah scoffed, "That little boy? Giggles, I guess he's stupefied by Planck's bone carving. ”

"Bone carving?"

Sarah replied, "A cruel method of carving on the body of a living person, and Planck is well versed in it."

Ye Feng subconsciously shuddered, he didn't expect that Planck to be so cruel. Even his sister wasn't as cruel as Planck.

However, when he thought of his sister asking a little boy to see this, Ye Feng's face sank.

Sensing Ye Feng's abnormality, Sarah stroked Ye Feng's face distressedly: "What's wrong, Wood?"

Ye Feng said angrily: "Sister, you obviously know that Planck can carve bones, why do you want to let that little child go?"

He couldn't figure out why his sister was doing this.

Sarah was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "In Bilgewater, everyone is the same, and the rules of the game here must be followed!"

A little disappointed, Sarah didn't expect her brother to reason with her because of this kind of thing. It seems that she still has to continue to teach Ye Feng some of Bilgewater's survival rules!

"But my sister ......"

Before Ye Feng finished speaking, Sarah said: "Don't talk to my sister but, Wood, as my younger brother, I will abandon unnecessary sympathy, this is Bill Gewert, any threat may make you die!"

Sarah stared straight into Ye Feng's eyes and continued, "If it is a child who can be spared, then you are very wrong!" In Bilgewater, there are only the strong and the weak, your sister and I were only nine years old, and my family was killed by Planck, and who had sympathy for me then? I lost my home and lived on the streets to be bullied, but later I realized that only by becoming stronger can I survive here! ”

Breathing a sigh of relief, regardless of whether Ye Feng could listen or not, she continued: "If that little boy loses his fighting spirit because of fear, then he doesn't deserve to continue to live in Bilgewater, and if he is lucky enough to live to adulthood, he can only become the target of bullying by others, and only by overcoming fear and becoming fearful can he survive in Bilgewater, Wood, do you understand?"

"Sister, I'm ......" Ye Feng lowered his head, he still couldn't accept Sarah's idea.

It was impossible to completely change Ye Feng in a short period of time, and Sarah didn't want to force it too much. At least Ye Feng is much more clever now than when he first woke up.

"Think about it, my brother and sister are gone." Kissing Ye Feng's forehead, Sarah slowly walked outside.

Ye Feng saw that Sarah was leaving, and he suddenly called out to her: "Sister!"

Sarah turned around and said, stunned, "What's wrong, Wood?"

Ye Feng stared at Sarah seriously and said, "Sister must come back alive!"

"Thank you, Wood."

With a relieved smile towards Ye Feng, Sarah immediately closed the door.

Walking out into the darkness of the night, Sarah looked back at the lights in the leaf wind room.

With a chuckle, she took a big stride and melted into the distant night.

……

Moi: Sarah was milked by the protagonist before leaving, but I don't know if it's poisoned milk, hehe!?

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