"There is no upper limit. There are only three words for any obstacles on the way to His Majesty's ascension to the throne. Kill them without mercy."

"You, you, you..."

"Watch your words. It's us. You're already one of us."

"I, I, I..."

"Do you think you have a chance to turn back?"

"You and I……"

Muta Misaki collapsed.

Unable to think normally.

He would rather he be an empty shell from now on.

Unfortunately, it can't be done.

The cruel reality told him that he had boarded a pirate ship.

It is still a very dark and bloody pirate ship. This pirate ship is targeting the Japanese themselves!

Yong Ren is crazy...

He wants to rise to power, but he doesn't know how many people he has to kill.

And the Zhang Yong in front of him, no, he is a Wakayama prodigal, no, he is a madman.

Both of them are crazy.

The Wakayama prodigal is even crazier than Yong Ren.

When two lunatics come together, who knows how many of their own people will be slaughtered!

They both deserve to die...

real……

What a disaster.

Or they only harm their own people.

"Don't think too much." Zhang Yong came to Mutianjiao and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

With a smile.

Harmless to humans and animals.

"Now, take me to see the ocean that belongs to me..."

"I……"

Muta Misaki refused at first.

He didn't want to work for such lunatics. They were really too crazy.

Killing one's own people is like chopping melons and vegetables.

Show no mercy.

However, Zhang Yong punched his wound.

Still smiling.

Still harmless to humans and animals.

Muta Misaki obediently led the way.

On the ground were the corpses of spies who had been killed by machine guns. They were all our own. They were all dead.

They all died in the hands of their own people.

sorrow……

Zhang Yong turned a blind eye.

Waving his hand, he ordered all the corpses to be loaded onto the ship.

Then take it to the Yangtze River Lieutenant General and throw it down. Feed the fish and add fertilizer to the Yangtze River.

"They are all their own people..."

"No. They are enemies of His Highness Yongren. They are not qualified to enter the Yasukuni Shrine."

Zhang Yong replied coldly.

Muta Cape no longer dared to make a sound. Only the walking dead remained.

Entering Toshikawa Maru's cabin.

Okay, from now on, this ship belongs to me, Zhang Yong.

Oh, no...

It belongs to the Wakayama libertine, Daikuma Shozo.

Of course, in name, it also belongs to His Highness Yongren.

Wave your hands to indicate cleaning.

The bodies of the Japanese invaders who were killed were pulled out and thrown into the water.

The main focus is ruthlessness.

Assembly line operation. Simple. Rough. Efficient.

All weapons and ammunition have been collected and can be handed over to the Rangers after returning to Chongqing.

The horse four-ring rifle is a good thing. It cannot be wasted.

The same goes for shell guns. These are used by spies and are all high-quality. Some of them even have mirror boxes.

"Where's the ocean?"

"under……"

"good."

Zhang Yong led people down.

Sure enough, the ocean is at the bottom of the cabin.

They were all packed in sacks. There were a hundred sacks. They were heavy.

In fact, the size of the sack is not very large. But the ocean is very heavy. It only takes 2,000 to weigh more than 100 kilograms.

Now each sack contains 3,000 yang, which is exactly 100 sacks, which is 300,000 yang, all in bulk.

open.

A large area of ​​white flowers.

Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

Huh?

The quality is so good?

It feels like it's factory new.

Isn't it a fake aluminum block? It's so snow-white...

Go up and grab a handful.

It's not an aluminum block. It's indeed silver. It's just that the workmanship is too good.

They are all brand new. They seem to have just come out of the foundry.

"Is this made domestically?"

"yes……"

“The quality is good. I like it.”

"..."

"His Royal Highness Yongren will also like it very much."

"..."

Muta Misaki was still a little resistant.

In my heart, I still refuse to cooperate with two crazy lunatics.

The two of them are really crazy...

Zhang Yong patted Mutianjiao on the shoulder again.

In terms of height alone, he is more than half a head taller than the other person.

Pure Japanese invaders, really short.

Zhang Yong is in a good mood.
To be continued...