The cold current from the Black Sea cast a layer of fog on the sea surface, and everything around it became blurred and dreamy.

The w.l.u.f person is not like the pirate leader who imagines that he is completely incommunicable. Like all kind-hearted people, he even gave him blankets and hot water, and invited him to dine together in the restaurant.

It just looks weird. The pirate leader comforted himself like this, but his hands holding the water cup were trembling constantly. The members of these terrorist organizations looked the same as humans. Although they were essentially the same, they always felt that they were another creature. That kind of aura, like an abstract existence in the underworld, could not speculate on their...intention, they always smiled, even when eating.

All the furnishings in the restaurants within the Iron Craft are extremely simple, whether it is dining tables, chairs, and kerosene lamps, they are the most accurate.

The pirate leader looked at the black hard bread on the table and the corn porridge that was too thin to be more thin. To be honest, he would rather eat smoked meat. Although these things were not impossible to eat, it was just that the surrounding environment made him feel creepy.

The pirate blindfolded and feasted heartlessly. The pirate leader was a little worried. He really didn't understand his situation at all. He was facing one of the most dangerous and terrifying organizations on the Taiya continent.

Hundreds of Asians in uniform were eating in extreme silence. The pirate leader glanced at everyone and found that everyone was looking at him "friendly", with a standard and bizarre smiles.

Seeing that the pirate leader had no appetite, the female submen were ready to do the best of the landlords.

"Isn't it to your taste? This is the revolution. The conditions are difficult. Please forgive me. Please save any money as much as possible to supplement military expenditure. But I have some snacks here, maybe you will like it."

The female subman took out a few biscuits from the small cloth bag hanging around her waist and handed them to the pirate leader, smiling stiffly like a robot.

"Thanks."

The Pirate Head took a bite of the biscuits.

"The sir wants to talk to you."

Yiya, the man in charge of the messaging, put his hand on the pirate leader's shoulder.

"You know, what to do." Female Ah picked up a book called "Introduction to World Liberationism" from the table and placed it in the hand of the pirate leader, "The way to rescue is in it."

The pirate leader suddenly felt a little cold on his back. Is it worthy of w.l.u.f? I'm afraid he has guessed what he is here for.

"You're here to wait, I'll be back soon."

The pirate leader said to the pirate's eye mask, and the heartless pirate's eye mask just nodded and continued to enjoy the polenta.

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In the dark and narrow captain's room, the man was writing documents with a quill pen. When he found out that the pirate leader had arrived, an ecstatic smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Sir, the man is here."

The Asian in charge of the interrogation said.

"Thank you for your hard work, comrade, go down and have a good rest."

He was wearing pure white clergy costumes, but this sacred whiteness was defiled by him into a blood-stained apron in the slaughterhouse. The pirate leader knew it was blood stain, not red dye, because some places had turned dark brown, and the color of blood after a long time of drying.

His appearance was very terrifying, like a mental illness in a madhouse that had passed the effect of sedatives. His eyes were bulging out, and his tongue seemed to have had some disease, breathing out like a snake, but it was rolling in a slant direction, and it was once every three or four seconds on average.

At the cold midnight, the biting iron plates, the waves on the sea surged under the strong wind, the entire ironclad ship swayed in the storm, the incandescent lamps hanging from the ceiling made a squeaking sound, and the light flickered, like a bluffing method in all the old horror movies.

But this did work, and the pirate leader was indeed scared, not for other reasons, but for the captain's room, the distorted appearance of the deformed man.

"You got it!"

The deformed man scratched his cheeks, slashed out scratches and splashed blood on the white clothing.

Bang!

As the messenger left, the door was closed tightly, which scared the pirate leader to the point of being trembling.

"Get...what do you get?"

The pirate leader still couldn't believe what happened on this ship. The ship was like a ghost ship. Everyone on it was strange, not like a living person, and he didn't speak inconsistently. There was no clear and clear logic, which made people confused.

"Where did I put it?" The deformed man churned the drawer of his desk, but could not find it. "It's obviously here, I'm obviously here!"

The deformed man's face was twisted, full of fear, like a man who was filial to him was stolen by a pickpocket on the street to save his mother's life-saving money.

The deformed man suddenly started to go crazy, scratching the skin of his arm with his ugly yellow nails, tearing out blood marks.

"Impossible! I will keep such an important thing!"

The deformed man's arm joints stretched out in a strange arc and bent on his upper body and scratched him randomly, and blood splattered ten steps in an instant.

"Sure enough... here, here!"

The deformed man was happy as if he had been granted a general amnesty. He took out a beautifully bound book from his arms, pointed to the book, and then pointed to the things in the hand of the pirate leader.

"You got this... Gospel!"

The deformed man's book is a bit different from the one in the hand of the pirate leader. He should attach great importance to this book and put a layer of protective transparent plastic shell on the outside.

"Introduction to World Liberationism?"

The pirate leader flipped through the book in his hand and glanced at a few lines. His education level was limited to literacy, which was all about ideological abstract theories, and they were somewhat profound and obscure, and he couldn't understand it.

boom!

A flash of lightning teared the night apart, illuminating the entire space. The pirate leader was shocked to find two strange and bloated creatures crawling in the corner.

"Hey...what is that?"

The pirate leader took a few steps back and his back was already pressed against the wall.

"Don't be afraid, my friend, they are my pets."

Bang bang bang bang...

The deformed man spitted his tongue like a snake, pulled up an iron chain, and dragged out the two crawling creatures. They seemed to be crawling beside the stone trough, eating food, and food residues left on their mouths, and the pus-like green vegetable leaf juice made people nausea.

The pirate leader finally saw clearly what this was, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

These are two living humans, with fat and bloated bodies like maggots in the bark. This is true. Their tendons and hand tendons seem to be broken, and they can only curl up like link animals like earthworms. The iron chains snatch their necks, which are tightly tied due to excessive fat. One man and one woman are so fat that they can no longer see their true colors. They are just not like the ugliness of human beings, twisted into a ball of white rotten flesh.

Neither of these two ugly strange creatures were wearing any clothes, and were purely like...animals.

"This is called herpes, I like to call him that."

The deformed man pointed at the man and said.

"This is called abscess, wow! Isn't it? She is indeed as nauseating as an abscess."

The deformed man stepped on the woman's head with his feet, looking disgusted, leaving shoe prints after shoe prints on his face.

However, the two of them had no reaction and seemed to have been tortured to the point of being dull. Instead, the woman rubbed the ankles of the deformed man like a dog.

The deformed man looked contemptuous, kicked him away and wiped the place on his robe with facial paper that the woman had been hit by.

"I hope I didn't scare you, a little bit of hobby. For women who stop the revolution, I will give herpes, men, I will give it to abscess. They all have physical needs, it's really disgusting. I want to vomit."

The deformed man giggled, and after a while, he seemed to be unable to bear it. He held the wall and started to retching, vomiting out a pool of clear water.

"Get out quickly!"

The deformed man stretched his tongue and sprinkled some green juice like feed and poured it into the stone trough. The man and woman immediately squirted and nibbled.

"Is this your slave?"

The pirate leader didn't know what to say, but there was no doubt that the person in front of him was a pervert.

"No, no, no, the first article on the second page." The deformed man opened the introduction to world liberation and said: "The most noble thing in the world is to fight for the liberation of mankind."

"Great organizations will never enslave others. Herpes and abscesses are... tragedy products of the old era. They were slave merchants in the north of the mainland. They did a lot. I just... For justice, there must be someone who has to carry out justice. For those enslaved people, God will not punish them, nor will those accomplices who have made their promises. I have to do it and let me bear these sins."

The deformed man scratched his head and picked out blood marks, as if he was a little embarrassed.

"It shouldn't be a big news." The deformed man threw a few photos of the pirate leader. "Then are these people next. Herpes and abscesses should have some friends, otherwise they would be too lonely. Now is the beginning stage of the revolution, and it should be mainly to knock on warnings and not be necessary to hurt innocent people. Just go to Casrot. It's very rich and the food of the soldiers is too bad. I blame myself every day. If I don't eat meat and eat enough, why do I have the strength to go to war?"

Several photos are the president of the Symbiosis Association, the president of the Gris Group, and the lord of the Slave City Lawrence.

The pirate leader's face was cold. At this moment, he had no other choice. He said straightforwardly: "You don't have much time, and you have about two hours left, otherwise my people will attack, although they just use eggs to hit the stones, hurry up, just say whatever you want, I have to go back before that."

"I like to understand people, better than everything." The deformed man looked serious, "Please sit down, this will be a pleasant conversation. First of all, I promise not to attack you. Even if the negotiation fails, I will come out to be pirates. Except for the desperate outlaws, most of them are Asians... My comrades, all the enslaved and exploited people in this world are comrades. We should be united. After all, the personal voice is weak. Unity is the only way out."
Chapter completed!