Chapter 108 Free Man in the Sun

Deep in the jungle, there was a dead silence.

The cold wind blew past, making the dark red snapper fishman feel cold all over.

The pain caused by the crisscrossing torture scars on his body was not even one thousandth of the scene in front of him.

"What do you want to do?"

Fisher Tiger looked at the dozens of "companions" in front of him in disbelief, subconsciously took two steps back, and was horrified.

Those numb and dead eyes, at this moment, looked at him with naked desire.

"Mr. Tiger, I'm sorry, as a fishman, you are too powerful..." A man from the long-legged tribe stared at him expressionlessly.

"Yes, with such power, you are the most likely to survive among us." A man from the Flower Kingdom said sinisterly.

"Thank you very much for taking care of me during this period, but... I still have a child." A man with a beard said with red eyes and gritted teeth.

"..."

One after another, these slaves from all over the world and different races looked at the tall and strong fishman with indifference and apologized.

They told about the care Fisher Tiger had given them in the past six months - giving them more food, protecting them from the torture of slave traders as much as possible, and bandaging their wounds - and expressed their heartfelt gratitude to the latter.

Expressionless face, indifferent tone.

As if attending the funeral of an enemy, announcing the last condolences.

"You..."

Fisher Tiger's eyes gradually filled with bloodshot, his broad and powerful hands clenched and unclenched, and his thick lips trembled slightly uncontrollably.

He couldn't believe that his partners who had been together day and night, had a deep friendship and even agreed to become sworn brothers in the future would make such a choice!

"This is just a trap set by the Celestial Dragons... This is a scam! There is no way they will let us out!"

Fisher Tiger gritted his teeth, trying to awaken his companions' last sanity, and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"He just wants to watch us kill each other!!"

However, everyone's eyes did not change at all, and they were still numb and empty.

"We have no choice, don't we?"

"This is the only hope."

Fisher Tiger was struck by lightning.

He opened his cracked lips, but could not refute.

Yes, they had no choice.

Even though they knew that the Celestial Dragon just wanted to watch them kill each other, even though they knew that the final winner would most likely not get a chance to be free...

But this was their only hope for freedom.

The imprisonment and torture over the past six months had already smoothed their edges and exhausted their patience.

Whipping, torture, insults, imprisonment, hunger, disease, and witnessing their companions wailing and dying in torture and disease, despair and fear have long been deeply rooted in the souls of each of them.

Even though they know that there is little hope, they can only fight desperately.

Fisher Tiger's expression became ferocious, showing his sharp teeth, and he turned his head suddenly, staring at the pampered and arrogant Tianlong man on the high platform.

"Hahahaha, that's right, that's the look..."

Faced with the "overstepping" and "provocation" of this fish man, Feplos Saint laughed instead of being angry, and his smile was full of madness and excitement.

"Partners, comrades, and allies who have been together day and night... killed each other because of an illusory hope!"

"The expressions of surprise, anger, shock, and resentment... are so wonderful!"

"Hahahaha... This is simply the most perfect drama!"

"It's worth waiting for half a year!!"

Hearing the words of the Celestial Dragon, several CP0 members in white robes beside them also laughed.

As the personal guards of Lord Feplos Saint, they knew very well that their Lord was different from other useless world nobles. He was a paranoid artist who pursued perfection.

Lord Feplos Saint was an idealist with lofty artistic aspirations!

"Then, come on!"

Feplos Saint's face was red with excitement, and he opened his arms crazily.

"Untie their shackles!"

As soon as the voice fell, the other guards and slave traders present immediately stepped forward, took out the keys, and untied the slaves' shackles.

Clang...

The sound of heavy and cold shackles falling to the ground continued.

Fisher Tiger noticed that the breathing of others suddenly became heavy, and his eyes gradually showed a cruel red light.

"The final winner will be free!!"

The Celestial Dragon waved his hand, and the high-end silk clothes were blown by the wind.

"Let's start!"

Swish!

Almost the moment the Celestial Dragon's voice sounded, all the slaves immediately moved!

Like a pack of hungry wolves, they rushed towards Fisher Tiger frantically.

"No!"

The fierce smell of blood and murderous intent rushed to his face, and Fisher Tiger's face changed drastically.

He clenched his fists.

However, at the moment of swinging his fists, the familiar faces in front of him, the scenes of countless days spent together in the past, flashed in his mind again.

A trace of reluctance flashed across his face, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly loosened his fists.

Rush forward!

Fisher Tiger was surrounded by the slaves and squeezed in the middle.

But his bloodstained face gradually showed a smile of relief and relief.

Perhaps... this is the best result.

Feeling that his arms, shoulders, waist, and feet were firmly grasped and he could no longer struggle, he had some absurd thoughts in his mind.

His eyes slowly closed.

But the next second, a strong sense of weightlessness suddenly occupied his body.

Fisher Tiger opened his eyes in surprise. The expected punching, kicking, fighting and biting did not happen.

He... was in mid-air.

A pair of bloody arms lifted him up in mid-air.

Speechless.

The face of the Celestial Dragon Feplos Saint changed drastically, as if he had noticed something wrong, and he shouted anxiously:

"What are you doing!?"

"Quick!! Stop them!!"

All the guards and slave traders drew their weapons in unison, but were blocked by the flesh and blood of a dozen slaves on the periphery, and blood splattered.

"You..."

Fisher Tiger looked at those bloodshot eyes that were hollow and indifferent, his heart pounding, as if he realized something, his face full of disbelief.

"As a member of the fish-man tribe, you are too powerful..." The man from the long-legged tribe still stared at him expressionlessly.

"Yes, with such power, you are the most likely to survive among our group." The man from the Kingdom of Flowers still said sinisterly.

"Thank you very much for taking care of me during this period. My child is in trouble with you." A man with a beard said with red eyes.

"..."

The same words, but revealing completely different meanings.

"No..."

Fisher Tiger's lips trembled.

All the slaves grinned at him.

"Take care, the free sea is waiting for you, Mr. Tiger."

Then...

They roared like lions, their eyes were about to burst... and "threw" Fisher Tiger heavily out! !

As his body flew straight out, Fisher Tiger looked back with difficulty, his eyes red as he looked at the scene in front of the jungle palace.

That was the last scene he saw.

The group of companions, covered in scars and bleeding, jumped up, grinning and roaring at their "master"...

The shackles fell to the ground, their eyes were bright and full of hope, and they laughed loudly...

"Come on! Bastard pigs!!"

At this moment,

they were no longer miserable slaves.

But free people in the sun.

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