Chapter 33 He Looks at Me in a Wrong Way

"Remember to deliver the food on time, so as not to starve my beloved wife.ɱ"

After walking out of the cabin containing the cage, Hildes Shengyi commanded the members of CP1.

"Yes, Lord Shields Saint." The CP1 member nodded respectfully.

"By the way, there's one more thing..."

Hildes Saint paused and looked back again.

"The Navy's top commander in the North Sea, yes, that guy named Darren..."

CP1 was stunned when he heard this. He remembered the gift sent by Admiral Beihai before, and bent down and said:

"Do you want to promote him? Darren, the top officer of the North Sea Navy, has the rank of colonel at the Navy Headquarters. According to reliable information, he has been included in the Navy Headquarters' key training sequence and has obtained the qualifications for the Marine Fando Officer Training Camp... …”

"This guy is very capable, with good skills and vision. Under his governance, Beihai's order and economy have been significantly improved. He is indeed worthy of promotion."

"promoted?"

Hildes Saint suddenly laughed, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke.

He sneered:

"No, I mean, look for an opportunity to get him out of the Navy and kill him."

Team leader CP1 was stunned for a moment, unable to keep up with the Celestial Dragon's brain circuit.

"Did that guy piss off the adults?"

Although the Celestial Dragons have great power and can easily decide a person's life or death.

But Darren is no ordinary person.

Those who can obtain a spot in the Marinefando Officer Training Camp are the focus of training by the Navy Headquarters.

Even with the power of the World Government, it is not easy to rashly intervene in one of the key training areas of the Navy Headquarters to train officers, and still be a powerful officer with command of the entire North Sea Navy.

At least there needs to be a somewhat plausible reason.

"Aroused? That's not the case..."

Hildes St. John smiled strangely.

CP1 knelt down on one knee in fear,

"The specific reason is..."

Hildes Saint glanced at him sideways, and suddenly stepped on the latter's head, kicking him to a bloody head.

"Do I need a reason for making a decision?"

"No, no need!!"

Seeing the Tianlong people getting angry, the CP1 leader trembled all over, his face turned pale, and he did not dare to wipe the blood off his face.

Hildes Saint snorted coldly,

"If I have to give you one reason..."

He narrowed his eyes, his eyes violent.

"He looked at me wrong."

"...I hate the way he looks at me. Is this enough?"

After saying this, he walked into his independent cabin.

It's different from the cabin where slaves were kept.

Hildes Saint's independent cabin was very spacious, brightly lit, and luxuriously decorated.

The dry floor was covered with soft rugs, and oil lamps gave off a warm light.

Hildes Saint took a look at the gift sent by the so-called Beihai Admiral.

Large boxes one after another were filled with gold and silver treasures from the entire cabin. They were now emitting a colorful luster, almost making the entire cabin shine with splendor.

A satisfied smile appeared on Tianlongren's face.

He took off his mink coat and threw it on the ground.

Pass through the mountains of gold and silver, walk to a secret door at the end of the cabin, and unlock the door.

The secret door was slowly pushed open.

"Come out, my baby."

Hildes Saint licked the corner of his mouth, the desire in his heart bursting out, and his narrow pupils flashed with a violent and excited red light.

Soon, a woman knelt on the ground and slowly crawled out from behind the secret door.

The woman had a beautiful face, and her hands and feet were heavily shackled.

Her expression was numb and blank, her pupils were dull, and saliva was dripping from her lips painted with bright red lipstick.

Like a docile puppy, the woman crawled on the ground on hands and feet, as if she had lost her soul, crawled to the feet of the Celestial Dragon, and gently rubbed her face against the former's calf.

Twisted madness appeared on Shields Saint's face, and he laughed morbidly.

He casually pressed the button of the gramophone, and soon a melodious saxophone music slowly flowed out.

The Celestial Dragon picked up a long whip covered with thorns.

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Outside the cabin, on the deck of the official ship.

"Boss, are you okay?"

The CP1 members looked at the blood on their leader's face and couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay. It's our honor to be spurred by Lord Tianlong."

The CP1 leader smiled proudly, wiped the blood on his face, took out a pack of cigarettes, gave one to his subordinates, and then lit one himself.

call……

The members of CP1 leaned on the railing of the official ship, exhaling thick smoke from their mouths and looking contented.

They all like this feeling.

The smoke from burning fine tobacco, mixed with the moist smell of flying snow, is deeply inhaled into the lungs, making it safe and comfortable.

Standing on this luxurious and respected official ship, overlooking the endless sea in the distance, it seems that the whole world is in front of you.

Every time they went to an island, those stupid low-level civilians would kneel down and worship their masters, looking at them with fear and panic. This feeling gave them the illusion of being of noble birth.

This is a day that only outstanding people like them, who serve "God", deserve to enjoy.

At this time, the cabin gradually emanated the sound of graceful and extravagant saxophone music, faintly mixed with the ferocious laughter of the Celestial Dragons, the sound of whips falling, and the painful screams of women.

Hearing this familiar music, the eyes of all CP1 members flashed with envy.

"Saint Sirdes has started again..."

"I just wonder if he will generously give us his toys after he finishes this time?"

"Hehehehe..."

"..."

They seemed to have remembered something worth recalling, and a smile that all men understand appeared on their faces.

"You guys..."

The CP1 leader looked at his subordinates helplessly and shook his head with a smile.

He was about to say something, but he was suddenly stunned.

Because he found that his subordinates were staring at his back with a horrified look.

A chill surged into his brain.

The CP1 leader turned around, his eyes widened little by little.

In front of the luxurious official ship,

a man on a metal skateboard was floating in the air, and the wide white cape behind him fluttered in the sea breeze.

Amid the falling snow,

he raised his finger, making a gesture to silence them with a murderous and smiling face.

"Shh..."

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