"It's hard to see 'Scarlet' look so embarrassed. It's a great honor to see him this time."

It was like a parrot fish gnawing on corals, and the sharp and thin sound echoed in my mind. Laplacie, with a strong malicious complaint, woke Joe up from his coma.

He swung his numb, stiff head and groggy Joe, finally remembered what had just happened.

Meiers "kidnaps" himself, used himself to force the subordinates of the Vitu family to escape successfully with Yanan.

Halfway through, Meles punched Joe unconscious.

The punch was too hard, and Qiao's brain was a little hurt now.

It must be a concussion. Qiao felt dizzy near his forehead, very heavy, and a little nauseous, and wanted to vomit. Qiao was not unfamiliar with this feeling. He had fought with the playboys in Tulun Port since he was a child, and he had been swung by wooden sticks on his head many times. He had at least experienced this feeling more than a dozen times.

"Mels..." Joe silently said the name in his heart, gritting his teeth hard.

He raised his head and said that someone should have taken the opportunity to give him a headache when he was in a coma. Both of Qiao's eyes were swollen. He tried his best to open his eyes, but he could only open a gap in his eyelids.

Squinted his eyes and looked around, Joe found himself sitting on the wet ground, leaning against a complicated iron rack; he raised his hands high, with extra-large steel handcuffs on his wrists, and two steel chains as thick as thumbs were passed through the handcuffs, tightly fixed to an iron ring on the roof above.

This is a large stone house made of huge square stones, which is hundreds of feet long, fifty or sixty feet wide, and over thirty feet high. The ground is humid, there is a smell of blood and fishy smell in the air, and there is no window around it.

Qiao frowned and tried his best to recall similar buildings in Tulun Harbor.

It's so wet, it's definitely not a warehouse.

The smell of blood, fishy smell, and the complex shape of iron shelves on the walls. Well, there are iron beams in the ceiling of the stone house, and several huge metal shelves are placed on the ground.

Below these metal shelves are puddles made of huge stone bricks, with waterways connecting several puddles. In the huge puddles, huge leather-like objects are soaked in the black and red sewage.

This is a fish slicing field.

Joe determined his location, which should be a fishing ground specially used to divide large catches.

There is a fishing port in Tulun Port, and fishing boats of all sizes are operating on the storm ocean all year round. Some large and economic fish, such as fin whales, sperm whales, blue whales, etc., are huge in size and are valuable in every inch, but they are extremely difficult to deal with on fishing boats. Only special fishery dissections and segmentation are performed without wasting any valuable piece of flesh and blood.

There are three fishing ports in Tulun Port, only the ‘Narwhal’ pier, which gathers dozens of specialized fishery culverts, and has the ability to handle large cetacean catches.

The narwhal pier is quite far from the Kumquat Hills. The Kumquat Hills are in the southwest corner of Tulum Port, and the narwhal pier is in the southeast corner of Tulum Port. Between the two, almost all the new and old piers in Tulum Port, and face each other east and west through the huge Tulum Port Inland Sea.

With a 'hey' sound, Qiao laughed strangely.

The Vitu family is a kind of person who is willing to make money in Tulun Port. They will be tempted by any industry that can make money.

Whale hunting has low cost, high profits and extremely considerable returns. In Tulun Port, there are several ocean-going whaling teams under the name of the Rose Chamber of Commerce and pay huge profits for the Vitu family every year.

At the narwhal wharf, there were naturally a large number of sailors, fishermen and workers who served for the Vitu family's jobs.

After shaking his body, Qiao stood up with difficulty. His arms were hung on the top of his head for too long and he was already a little paralyzed. Qiao moved his fingers and finally made his arms feel more comfortable.

On tiptoe and sent the collar to the handcuffed palms. Qiao carefully moved his fingers, and his thick fingers lightly pulled out a thin, extremely flexible steel wire from the collar.

"What did the shopkeeper do before?" Qiao muttered the question in a low voice, gently scratched the wire in the keyhole of the handcuffs, and the handcuffs opened quietly.

He put down his hands and inserted the wire back into the collar. Qiao shook his hands vigorously.

This set of smooth escape moves was indeed taught by the Ghost Face Storekeeper. Qiao still vaguely remembers that in the summer when he was fourteen, the Ghost Face Storekeeper taught him many interesting "survival skills".

"No one can guarantee that this life will be smooth sailing, right? So, learning a little bit of all skills is always useful."

Qiao still clearly remembered that when the Grim Face Storekeeper said these words, he felt inexplicable loneliness and melancholy. Even if the Grim Face Storekeeper had become ugly, the inexplicable loneliness and melancholy still filled him with some extraordinary charm!

In recent years, when no one was gone, Qiao often deliberately imitated the melancholy that the grimace shopkeeper had unintentionally expressed that day.

After studying for a few years, Qiao still couldn't get into the school. He felt a little bit resentful in his heart.

Tips, Qiao came to the back of the gate in the corner of the stone house where four chariots can be used to run parallel, sneaking into the bottom of the crack in the middle, and looked out the door.

Outside the door, there was still a huge stone house, with no windows. In the middle of the house, there was a huge skeleton of a baleen whale, which was covered with blood and flesh on it.

In the corner of the stone house, there were a few wooden chairs next to a simple log square table. Meiers sat on the wooden chair and looked down helplessly at Yanan lying on a wooden board.

Yanan was shirtless, his broken limbs had been treated, and he had splints and bandaged.

"Hisser Yanan, I have tried my best to treat you." Meiers held his legs with his elbows, bent his body, and his hands were intertwined, shaking gently in front of him, and his tone was very relaxed.

"In order to save you, I did not hesitate to get involved with the Vitu family. This is a hornet's nest, a hornet's nest that can stung people to death." Mels sighed, and an inexplicable light flashed in his red eyes.

"Please remember my favor, so please let us talk openly and honestly." Meiers smiled: "I am amazed and admired the Kingdom of St. Shea, such decisive cleaning methods!"

"What are you talking about?" Yanan looked at Meers with a confused look on his face: "My Excellency Meers, I admit that you saved me, yes, you saved me from that cruel, tyrannical, lawless little boy. I remember your favor, you will be my friend of the Kingdom of Saint-Shia, I must..."

Qiao's eyes widened.

Mels carried Joe's specially made lead-filled copper baton and suddenly tapped Yanan's calves with a stick.

Yanan's body twitched violently. He hissed and gasped, opened his mouth and wanted to scream, but was suffocated by the severe pain.

"I said, I hope we can talk openly and honestly."

Meles sighed: "The Consul General of your country in Port Tulum, my old friend, the respected His Excellency Franco, along with his family, and several of his confidants, were murdered on the night of mid-autumn."

"Despicable murder, shameless murder." Mels looked at Yanan gently: "When did you know the Kingdom of St. Shia? His Excellency Franco is already a loyal servant of Her Majesty the Queen. When did you know this information?"

Meers carried the baton and kept poking around the fracture of Yanan's limbs. Yanan kept making 'aaa' cry from the depths of his throat. His body was squirming like a bug, but he could not handle Meirs' abuse.

"Please tell me who is that cute mole hidden inside the Foreign Ministry of the Derren Empire? OK?"

Meiers wiped his delicate mustache and said slowly: "You have led this cleaning, no doubt. Please don't deny it. I have my news channels and I have enough evidence."

"It was you who sent the pink mermaid to the name of the Zhongqiu Celebration."

"It was you, to learn in advance that a conflict broke out in the pink mermaids, and you sent them to the most dangerous battlefield... Our beautiful but impulsive, and stupid senior intelligence officer of the Navy Overseas Hydrological Data Investigation Bureau, the big and brainless Excellency Hennevi, detonated a battle in the pink mermaid."

"It's reasonable to kill a few senior diplomats and their families in a battle like that."

"But you would never have thought in advance that the pink mermaid was not only your plan, but also someone planned a more terrifying plot. The shelling of the old fortress almost wiped out the Consulate General of the Kingdom of St. Shea in Tulum Port!"

"Of course, I don't care about their life or death." Meiers smiled and said, "I only care about who the mole is inside us. You won't let me down, right?"

Yanan gasped violently, and cold sweat soaked his hair.

He looked at Meles and said with difficulty: "Mels, I'm just a..."

Meiers fell down again and hit Yanan's broken arm hard. With a "click", the broken arm, which had been stabbed by bones and had been hit with splints and bandages, was violently smashed open again.

The violent friction between broken bones causes terrible secondary damage to the bones, bone marrow, nerves, and muscles.

Yanan screamed in a 'ao', his lips quickly turned dead gray, and he hissed: "No, Meiers, I am completely..."

The crying of women and children came.

Twenty or twenty-something men wearing leather aprons, dressed as workers, holding sharp fish-cutting knives, and the fierce and vicious man opened the door of the stone house and pushed three women, three boys, and four girls into the stone house.

Meiers smiled: "Then, things will become out of control."

"I never wanted to use such a bottomless violence, but... I have no choice, right?"
Chapter completed!