Hank sat on the edge of his bed in the little dormitory, the empty bottles he usually made all over the floor, the veteran alcoholic couldn't live without wine for almost a moment, and even now, he still carried a bottle of very inferior Mobaokai beer in his hand.

Although Hank the Hippopotamus is drinking all the time every day, his mind still seems to be able to stay awake under the immersion of alcohol.

Hank took another sip of the bottle, and after putting it down, he couldn't help but look up at the scene around him.

This narrow dormitory is his only residence for two years, although he is the head chef of this commercial freighter, but the single dormitory assigned to him is still a small windowless dark room below the waterline.

Hank, as a subhuman favored by the "gods" of the Demon Protection Society, has a decent status, but his perennial life at sea has not helped him much.

A while ago, he managed to get into the upper deck of this freighter to work, but for some reason he was demoted again.

In the past two years, it has been really not easy for him, his life in the Demon Protection Association has been walking on thin ice every day, and he has been cautious and careful for so long, but today is a little difficult.

"Hmm——!"

The old man on the ground let out a muffled snort again, he was bound firmly by Hank, and his mouth was also stuffed with debris, so that not only could he not move, but he could not make any sound that would attract others.

"Shhhh Hank put his thick finger to his lips, and he stared at the old man with sleepy eyes, waiting for his answer.

"Hmm!" Zhang Haikong really felt suffocated to death, he was so old, why did he suffer this crime? This time, the right-hand man he brought on the boat was the secretary Zhang Qian, but this kid is now alive and dead, and he has fallen into the hands of this drunkard.

Alas, what was going on now, why did this subhuman help the escaped temporals, what was he going to do, what good could he do if he caught himself? And didn't the captain find out that he was missing?

He was the richest guest on the ship, and not to mention the value of the children, but also the other goods. Moreover, he is a high-level cadre of the White Eagle Group, doesn't the captain feel strange and nervous when he can't see him?

Zhang Haikong thought a lot in his heart, but after all, he couldn't understand why this drunkard locked himself up in this ghost place? This place was dirty, messy, and full of disgusting smell of alcohol, ah! He really didn't want to stay for a moment.

However, this Hank is surprisingly powerful, and if he is not careful, he is afraid that he will be buried in the hands of this madman.

"Hey, I've got a few questions for you, and I hope you can answer them honestly. Hank looked at Zhang Haikong, waiting for his answer.

Zhang Haikong raised his head, he looked at the bloodshot eyes of the hippopotamus man, his brows furrowed slightly, but after a moment, he still nodded.

"Very well, I'll take the contents of your mouth off, but I'll warn you that if you dare to shout and try to attract others, then you're welcome. ”

Hank put his hand on Zhang Haikong's shoulder and said, "Actually, the guards outside the door have already left, and the soundproofing of this room is not bad, even if you shout, no one can hear it." However, if you dare to think crookedly, I will directly break your throat. ”

"Hmm. Zhang Haikong found that Hank's eyes became fierce, he was both angry and frightened now, in the face of this drunkard and madman, he had better be honest, otherwise it would be too unworthy to die here if he annoyed this guy.

Thinking of this, Zhang Haikong hurriedly nodded vigorously, and tried his best to show Hank that he would definitely be obedient.

Hank saw that Zhang Haikong had become much more cooperative after a few hours of sitting and waiting, so he nodded, he stretched out his left hand and took out the contents of the old man's mouth, but his right hand was still vigilantly placed on his shoulder.

"Whew-" Zhang Haikong was finally able to breathe a little easier, he didn't expect his mouth to be blocked so painfully, he now felt that his jaw was about to fall off, and his mouth was also very dry.

"You are Zhang Haikong, the general manager of the Huaxia branch of the White Eagle Group, right?" Hank's eyes narrowed, he carefully observed Zhang Haikong's expression, carefully trying to figure out his thoughts.

"Hmm. Zhang Haikong nodded, he didn't plan to say anything, he didn't know what Hank was going to do, now that his mouth was finally a little more comfortable, what he should think about was how to get out of Hank's control safely.

"Among the goods escorted this time, are those children used by the White Eagle side to exchange for new routes?" Hank saw that Zhang Haikong's language function was not affected, and immediately went straight to the topic.

"Huh?" Zhang Haikong was a little surprised, he thought that Hank might ask where the belongings he was carrying, but he didn't expect that this guy asked had nothing to do with money at all. It's strange, why would this cook of the Demon Protection Society care about this? Shouldn't he care about money?

"Don't be in a daze, answer quickly, Mr. Zhang, your life is in my hands now, you had better understand this. Hank's right hand was slightly stronger, and sweat suddenly oozed from Zhang Haikong's face.

"Okay, I said, stop. Zhang Haikong endured the pain, so he had to nod and said, "Yes, it is used to exchange for a new route." ”

"Good, just like this, answer the questions honestly, and I won't let you die casually. Hank looked at Zhang Haikong with affirmative eyes, and the strength under his hand also decreased: "Are these children from the Thief Alliance?"

"Yes. Zhang Haikong is now calm on the surface, but his heart is becoming more and more strange, how can this cook know so clearly, who he is, what does he want?

"How are you going to continue trading without the kids?" Hank asked.

"I don't know, but your captain is also involved in this, and it should be the captain who makes the decision now. Now that the kid is gone, I don't know what he's going to trade with pirates. Zhang Haikong knew the temperament of the Galle pirates, and if the deal failed, it would be difficult for the ship to leave the agreed waters.

"The route that the White Eagle side wants to exchange this time shouldn't be opened as a public route, right?"

"Hmph, no. ”

"Why are you opening a new route?"

"How do I know?" Before Zhang Haikong's words fell, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder again, he couldn't help the pain, and he was about to open his mouth to shout, but his mouth was stuffed with debris again.