Under the fearful gaze of everyone, a group of fishmen walked into the village in a mighty manner.

The two leading players are both cadres of the Dragon Pirates.

A kissing fishman with short brown hair and thick lips as sausage. Ah loach.

The other is a cartilage fishman with two small braids and wearing blue fishman karate costumes, Croobi.

Led by two vicious fishmen, the fishmen came to a small square in the middle of the village, which is where fishmen collect taxes every month.

Without their urging, the village names in Kokosia walked out of the house in fear, holding Bailey in their hands, who was about to hand over.

They were all looking down, fearing that they would be targeted by fish people who came to collect money and would cause trouble.

Crobiya is one of the three major cadres in the Dragon Pirates, so he is also dealing with most of the matters.

At this time, he was waiting expressionlessly for the village names to take the money into his hands.

Ah Qiu looked around boredly, putting his hands in his pockets, looking careless.

Behind them were more than a dozen fishmen, all of whom were strong and not something that these ordinary village names could resist.

"Move faster!"

A fishman roared fiercely, and was a little dissatisfied with the dragging human in front of him.

The silent villagers finally fluctuated their faces when they heard this, and they accelerated their speed in fear.

A villager was pushed away by a rudely man and fell to the ground.

But he only dared to grit his teeth and let the pain go away, but he didn't even dare to wail loudly.

The village names lined up around them all looked like ashes, and they dared not speak out. Facing the powerful fishmen, they had no strength to resist and could only silently endure the oppression of the fishmen.

"Hmm? Have you paid a little less?"

A fierce voice sounded from the mouth of the fish collecting money.

The woman in front of him suddenly turned pale, her whole body trembled violently, and she knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Sir, please let me go once, next month! I will make up for it next month!"

The middle-aged woman begged for mercy, and she knew how these fishmen treated the villagers who were inadequate in tax payments.

Either die or be demoted to a slave!

"Damn it!"

The brutal fishman did not take the woman's bitter plea to heart at all. For them, all worthless humans should die!

A slap was swung hard on the woman's face. Due to the natural powerful wrist power of the fish man, the slap swept the woman five or six meters away.

Flashes of dust shaking.

"It seems that I haven't killed anyone for too long. I still dare to bargain with us, right?"

Croobi's voice was a little gloomy, and there was a sense of violence in his eyes.

Slowly swept around, the villagers around hurriedly lowered their heads and did not dare to look at them.

"Catch it and be a slave!"

Croobi said lightly, and the fishman behind him hurriedly pulled the woman up and followed Croobi toward the outside of the village.

As for the woman who had already fainted from a coma under the blow of the fishman, she had no idea of ​​the terrifying fate that she might encounter next.

Croobi led everyone to the direction of the orange grove.

After collecting the money from Nami family, they can go home.

None of the villagers on both sides of the village road dared to look at the fishermen.

The entire collection process ended in such a fearful atmosphere.

Before Croobi could go far, he saw a figure walking from the opposite side, just as Yas, who was about to go to Aaron's territory.

"One missed?"

Croobi looked at the fishman behind him who was responsible for counting.

"Remember right, this person may be new."

The fishman hurriedly replied that he would register the number of people in each village carefully, and it would be impossible for missed records.

"It's not from the island, so kill it."

Kroobi's eyes burst into murderous intent when he heard this.

At this time, Yas also turned his attention to him and happened to see Croobi and others standing in the middle of the road.

"Hey, I'm really lucky."

Yas held his iron pipe, his heart full of expectations for the skills points that were about to be harvested.

Who is this guy? He is dead!

This is the idea of ​​the vast majority of villagers.

But to their surprise, Yas did not flee in panic because he saw the fish people, but instead accelerated his pace with interest and rushed up.

This guy...is he looking for death?!

This is Ah Lou’s first thought when he saw Yas coming to them. How many years have passed, and some people aren’t afraid of their fishman?

Immediately, his mouth quickly bulged, and a water droplet that was no less powerful than a pistol bullet was stimulated from his horn-like sausage mouth and attacked Yas fiercely.

However, Ah Loach is still very responsible in his actions, and the water cannon landing point is not chosen in the deadly places like Yasde's head or heart.

After all, a human is a wealth, and if you beat him to death, you can't sell it as a slave.

Yas's eyes condensed, and he pulled out his iron tube from behind. He waved his arm and the iron tube accurately hit the attacking water cannon, making a loud "clang" sound.

Ah Loach and Croobi frowned. With this trick alone, they could be sure that Yas was not comparable to those ordinary humans.

But... how could a mere human be able to beat a noble fishman?
Chapter completed!