Chapter 155: The Bronze Statue of Fishman Island

New World, 10,000 meters under the sea.

Fishman Island.

A tall figure wearing a hood walked slowly into the Fishman Street.

Looking at the Fishman Street in front of him, which was covered with moss, dilapidated buildings, and dirty, Fisher Tiger couldn't help frowning.

He could clearly feel that in some dark corners of the street, the hostile and vigilant eyes were like the eyes of jackals, shining with a faint green light in the darkness.

"Intruder! Are you looking for death!!"

Suddenly, a fat figure suddenly jumped up from the green algae behind him.

His muscular arms took an offensive posture, and he seemed to be surrounded by a thin stream of water, and punched Fisher Tiger's back!

"Fishman Karate·Samewa Zhengquan!"

Fisher Tiger, who had been prepared, turned around suddenly and raised his hand to punch as well!

The same boxing skills, the same moves!

There was a muffled bang, and a water curtain spread like an air wave.

The attacker took a few steps back, staring at the mysterious hooded figure in front of him in horror, and exclaimed:

"Such powerful fishman karate skills... Who are you!?"

He had eyebrows and sideburns like a storm, a thick black short beard on his chin, a lightning-like scar on the corner of his left eye, a fat body, and wore a yukata embroidered with patterns.

"I teach you fishman karate, but I don't want you to use it against your compatriots..."

Fisher Tiger raised his hand to take off the hood covering his face, looking at the whale shark in front of him who was only 20 years old, and a smile appeared on his rough face.

"Long time no see, Jinbei."

Jinbei's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but said in ecstasy:

"Boss Tiger!! You're back!!"

"I haven't heard from you for so long... I, I thought..."

His eyes gradually turned red, and he clenched his teeth.

Fisher Tiger reached out and rubbed his head, and smiled:

"I did encounter some problems during the journey, but now they have been resolved."

At this time, cheers and joy were heard all around.

"It's Boss Tiger!!"

"Boss Tiger is back!!"

"Hahahaha! That's great!"

The figures of the fishmen carefully poked their heads out from the dark corners of the street, and after seeing that the "invader" was Fisher Tiger, they were all excited and walked out quickly.

"We all miss you so much!"

"Yes, Boss Tiger, why don't you take us with you next time you go out to sea for adventure!"

"Let's go see the outside world!!"

"..."

Everyone looked at their respected Boss of Fishman Street with burning eyes, their eyes full of young people's yearning and expectation for the unknown.

"Yes, Boss Tiger, we have all grown up."

Jinbei gradually calmed down at this time, and said excitedly:

"You saw it just now, I have practiced the Fishman Karate you taught me very well. Even if there are enemies, I can defeat them with you!"

He made a karate pose, his face shining.

Fisher Tiger stared at these thin, stained young faces, and their clothes with patches and holes, and his mood became extremely complicated for a while.

Because of human hunting, most of the fishmen live in fear of being enslaved all their lives and dare not step out of Fishman Island.

Mermaids of noble birth are fine, after all, Fishman Island is vast and the living environment is relatively good.

But these "low-class" fishmen from Fishman Street can only stay in this dirty, despicable dark and smelly ditch, either their personalities gradually become distorted and become violent elements, or they die under the torture of disease and poverty.

Inside Fishman Island, Fishman Street is always synonymous with "violence", "dirt and mess", "disaster", "disease" and "low-class".

Fisher Tiger used to be like this group of little ghosts, advocating violence and conflict, and trying to change his destiny with this.

So he decided to go out to sea for adventure, travel around the world, and find answers to all these problems.

But...

My adventure is not as beautiful as you think.

Fisher Tiger sighed in his heart, and couldn't bear to tell them the truth, so he had to smile reluctantly and said:

"Later, there will be opportunities in the future."

"Great!!"

The teenagers in Fishman Street suddenly cheered.

Fisher Tiger rubbed Jinbei's head again and smiled:

"During this period, nothing happened in Fishman Island, right?"

Jinbei thought for a moment and shook his head:

"No, and it seems to be much quieter than before."

"It is said that there are fewer poachers around Fishman Island recently."

Fisher Tiger nodded, and his worried heart was slightly relieved.

"That's good."

It seems that Mr. Darren's suggestion is right.

The news that he is about to become one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea has probably been spread, and many illegal poachers have smelled the wind and dare not act rashly.

This is a good thing.

Although it may not be completely banned, it can at least greatly reduce the occurrence of poaching of the fishman clan.

It's just that Jinbei and his friends have been staying in Fishman Street and have been isolated from the news, so they don't know that they are about to become one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

"But you should not let down your guard and grow up as soon as possible."

Fisher Tiger glanced at everyone and then set his sights on Jinbei.

"Especially you, Jinbei. Although we are from Fishman Street, fishmen and mermaids are of the same species after all... If you have a chance, go to Ryugu City to report."

"The future of Fishman Island needs all of us to protect it together."

Jinbei bit his lip and nodded reluctantly.

Fisher Tiger patted him on the shoulder and didn't say much.

Some things can't be explained in a few words.

Fishman Street is similar to the slums of Fishman Island. It is normal for them who are from Fishman Street to feel dissatisfied and resentful towards the "upper class" in Ryugu City.

Fisher Tiger had similar emotions before.

As members of the same fishman clan, why can those fishmen live in warm sunshine and clear water, while they have to live in dirty and smelly ditches?

But it was not until Fisher Tiger traveled the sea that he gradually realized that the existence of slums is an extremely common phenomenon.

Some things cannot be solved even if the fishman island is rich.

Compared with the external living environment of the entire fishman island, the contradictions within the fishmen are insignificant.

"That's it for now. I have to go to the Dragon Palace City. There are some important things... I want to talk to King Neptune."

Fisher Tiger gave some instructions and turned to walk towards the direction of the Dragon Palace City.

Step by step, he walked out of the dark and narrow fishman street. The clear and warm sunlight outside sprinkled a little bit, reflecting his body like fire.

On the way to the light, blood-stained smiling faces appeared in his mind.

"Escape, fishman."

He seemed to hear the cheers again.

He clenched his fists secretly, and his steps became more and more determined.

Until he saw something, he was frozen in place.

That was the Gironcord Square in Fishman Island.

In the center of the square stood a bronze statue about three meters high.

The lines of the statue were deeply outlined, clearly showing someone's angular face and arrogant temperament. It was clearly carved by the skilled craftsmen of Fishman Island, and it was lifelike.

Fisher Tiger's mouth twitched.

The figure on the bronze statue...

He clearly recognized it.

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Please thank him for everything.