Ekloso, located on the Great Shipping Route, is a thriving medium-sized island.

There is no order and no rules on this island, and it follows the law of the jungle that the law of the jungle is the last word.

Unless you are particularly powerful, or you have a force behind it, you may be knocked out and sold at any time as soon as you set foot on this island.

There are non-F gatherings, people and K trafficking, drug P trading, etc., there is no humanity and no conscience here, there is only power and money.

Killing humanity, burns and looting are just the norm on this island, a paradise for all pirates and criminals, as long as you have money and power, you can get everything you want here.

Treasures, women, power, slaves, and even oneself can be sold, only you can't think of anything you can't buy.

It's one of the darkest places in the world, and it's only medium.

In other words, there are even crazier dark places in this world, even if it is Ekloso Island, because those places are the chassis of the real bosses of the underground world, or the territory of some powerful pirates.

Here, even the Navy has no right to intervene.

Although the island is dark, it is extremely prosperous, there is no order on the surface, but there are invisible rules in the dark.

These are limited to a few powerful figures.

If these big people want order, then there is order, if they don't want to have then there is none.

A day later, the island attracted a man, a fish and a duck.

People and fish have been disguised, and as for the ducks, they have also done a little, I don't know what is smeared all over the body, standing in the dark in the night, if it weren't for those two big sparkling eyes, it is really not possible to find a duck standing here, all black and pitch black.

"Brother Tiger, what did you paint Donald Duck? It looks like an African duck. ”

Foxy wears a hat and a clown costume, but the makeup is too cute, just like the Qsaka clown is not scary and eerie at all.

Next to him, Tiger also made a disguise, wrapped up tightly, wearing sunglasses and a towel around him at night, looking like an Indian.

"African ducks? What kind of duck is that? ”

Tiger couldn't understand Foxy.

"Don't care about those details, it's a distant relative of Donald Duck."

"Woo, do I have any African relatives? Last time you said I still have relatives to fly, and they will discharge. ”

Donald Duck was excited.

"Shhhh Can you be quieter with your broken voice, and I will have time to take you to recognize your relatives in the future. ”

A slap on Donald Duck's head, and Foxy put his hand to his mouth.

"Quack."

Donald Duck was sneaky and nodded like a thief.

"Remember, we can't get the color powder on our body to the heat, or it will disappear."

Tiger interjected.

"What kind of pigment is this? When encountering water, it does not disappear, but when encountering high temperature, it disappears. ”

Faulsey was a little curious.

"It's made from deep-sea corals, and we're planning for it."

A man, a fish, and a duck squatted in the darkness and began to discuss the plan.

"According to the rules, let's sneak into the shipping company first, there must be a place for the slaves to be held, and Fauxy and I are on a mission to rescue these people, and Donald Duck, your mission is to set fire to the city.

I've heard that there are no ordinary people on this island, all of them are some heinous pirates or criminals, and we need a fire to catch our attention. ”

"Rest assured that Donald Duck will have a hand in arson and robbery."

Foxy never doubted Donald Duck's ability to set fire to and rob.

"Quack."

Donald Duck also patted his chest and swore a frank promise.

"Everyone be careful, especially Donald Duck will run away as soon as something is wrong, we are here to save people, if you can not resist head-on, you will not resist, your task is just to set fire."

"Quack."

Donald Duck nodded solemnly.

"Let's get moving, wait."

"What's wrong?"

"Quack?"

Both Foxey and Donald Duck looked at Tiger.

"Donald Duck, where did you get the sack?"

Tiger looked at the bags of marijuana that Donald Duck was holding on his left wing, a little stunned.

Foxy sobbed, he knew that Donald Duck was a professional criminal, how could this guy not rob if he set fire?

"Quack, I'll go first."

The sudden disappearance of the duck, coupled with the fact that Donald Duck was covered in black, was no different from night.

"Brother Tiger, let's go too!"

The two disappeared into place, and it wasn't long before they came to the shadows of a heavily guarded castle filled with guards armed with muskets, machine guns, and even bazookas.

"Foxy, this is where Pradani, the owner of the freight company, lives, and I inquired during the day that there are a lot of slaves in it, and now we have to divide the army."

"Brother Tiger, you are in charge of here, I'll go to the headquarters of the freight company!"

Foxy thought for a moment and said.

"You must know that there are Pradani's right-hand men at the headquarters of the freight company, they are all animal ability, can you handle it?"

Tiger was a little worried about Foxie.

"Brother Tiger, I'll come back alive, we'll meet at the designated place in three hours."

Foxy patted Tiger on the shoulder, then disappeared without a sound.

Tiger was still a little worried, but he knew that Foxy was strong, and the shave just shown was enough to shake off a lot of danger.

At the same moment, the town east of the castle suddenly burst into flames, accompanied by explosions and noises from time to time, apparently Donald Duck at work.

I don't know how this thing was set on fire, but in short, the huge spark burned the plain, and the flame rose as if it had been poured oil.

Half the sky is red.

The other side.

The headquarters of the freight company, which is also a heavily guarded place, is the factory of the freight company, which is full of all kinds of contraband and newly captured slaves, and there happen to be two groups of people trading.

The closed steel door suddenly opened, and some of the guards at the door were all turned into corpses, and Foxy swaggered in with a cigarette and watched the two groups say hello.

"Keep busy, I'll pass by."

Without waiting for the two groups to answer, Foxy began to walk around on his own.

This is a warehouse, and you can see cages full of ragged and shivering slaves squatting together, including humans, long-handed people, fur people....

There are also some arms and poisons, but they are only a small part of the slaves, and the majority of them are still these slaves.

Looking at the fear and despair in the eyes of those slaves, Faulsey took a deep breath of cigarette, and there was no so-called pity and sympathy in his eyes, only indifference.

Because it made him see himself, he was so frightened and desperate at the beginning.

The reason why he can ignore it is that he is very soberly aware that he is not qualified to have pity and sympathy now.

The weak don't even have the right to choose death, and luxuries like kindness and compassion are only qualified to be possessed by the winner.

If Foxey wants to have these luxuries now, then he is looking for death without his own strength.

It's also because he's awake that even his blood is cold now.