Listening to the buzzing in his ears, Dick frowned subconsciously and looked at Yan Yu: "I have tried my best to restrain myself. If they hadn't gone too far, I would have..."

Yan Yu shook his head indifferently and said: "It's not a trouble, I have already allowed it before, right?"

"What?"

The fat man closest to Yan Yu heard this sentence keenly. His angry expression suddenly froze, and he pointed at him in disbelief and said, "Is it you? Did you ask him to kill someone?"

boom!

The noise stopped abruptly.

The fat man's body hit the ground heavily.

The angry and agitated crew members half-opened their mouths, expressions of indignation frozen on their faces.

"It's me, what can you do?"

Yan Yu wiped his hands impatiently, stared at the fat man's deformed head, and said calmly: "As a human being, it is right to be self-centered, but the prerequisite is to be self-aware.

I'm not your father, I saved you by the way, you don't have to be grateful to me, but you have no right to accuse me, what are you doing?"

Before the rise of the Byerman Kingdom, they were a pirate civilization.

After the wars of World War I and World War II, Byerman reaped the full dividends of the war and became one of the powerful countries. As the saying goes, if one person can ascend to heaven, the people will naturally become more stubborn.

Especially those born in the era of dividends, influenced by movies, schools, novels, games... everywhere, they have a sense of superiority.

A simple summary: "I am weak and I am justified. If you have money, you should help me. It is right for me to hit you. If you dare to fight back, you are wrong."

To put it more succinctly, it’s... gangster thinking.

so.

To deal with this kind of person, simple and rough treatment will suffice.

One word, hit.

Two slaps are much more effective than a long speech.

Look now.

After the fat man set an example for the crew with his own life, they became much more harmonious.

The noise completely disappeared.

Everyone looked at him in silence, with some anger and fear remaining in their eyes. As for Yan Yu killing the monster and saving them just now... they felt that it was right.

You are strong.

You should protect us.

However, they really didn’t dare to think about it again and get angry again, so they didn’t dare to beep again.

Without him... afraid of death.

The scene fell into silence for a while.

"Tsk tsk~"

The survivors had long been accustomed to this. They had seen Yan Yu fight three people on the island. Those who went to the aboriginal lair were frightened when they saw the tragic situation at that time.

It's so fucking miserable.

Have you ever seen a scene where more than twenty giant steel wolves were crushed into scrap metal, a huge camp was plunged into a sea of ​​flames, there were stumps and broken arms everywhere, and most of the magnificent temple buildings were collapsed?

Compared to those scenes, this is nothing.

"How about it?"

Dick stepped over several corpses on the ground and strode over. He noticed that Yan Yu's face looked a little ugly, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want me to click them..."

He made a gesture of wiping his neck, and his cruel intentions were clearly revealed.

This guy obviously wanted to silence him, that is, kill all the crew members.

"No need."

Yan Yu smiled and shook his head, glancing at the crew meaningfully.

As if they were afraid that they would follow in the footsteps of the fat man, when they came into contact with Yan Yu's eyes, they all cowered and lowered their heads, not daring to look him in the eye.
Chapter completed!