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Chapter 249: The Whereabouts of the Supreme Sword(2/2)

Odo said: "I made a lot of money this time. Do you know what Shanks lost to me?"

"oh?"

Fufu responded simply, still angry, so be more serious!

Odo said to himself: "It's Roger's sword! Don't you admire Roger very much? If you can really find it, I'll take it to you, Fufu?"

Fu Fu was overwhelmed by surprise and said, "Really? Didn't you lie to me?"

"Of course, how could I lie to you?"

Odo opened his arms, and Fufu put himself into his arms in a squint.

Bang!

Odo snapped his fingers, Fufu was really easy to coax. Isn’t this done?

......

Just as Odo used a sweet-talking attack, the seeds of sin were taking root and sprouting on the other side of the world, but the final fruit was not a delicious fruit, but a major event that shocked the world.

Puff!

The snow-white blade stabbed Fisher Tiger hard into the abdomen. His face looked painful, he inhaled and roared, and slapped the slave dealer in front of him with a grim smile.

His body was covered with hideous wounds, and blood flowed on his red skin, almost turning into a bloody man.

Even so, Fisher Tiger still stands tall.

"Hurry and hurry!"

The leader of the slave hunting team hid behind the team, waved his pistols, and directed his subordinates to step forward.

"Fisherman Traveler, Fisher Tiger, you're mine, hahahaha!" He laughed wildly and shouted, "Everyone comes with me! Catch him!"

Suddenly, more than a dozen gun-captured slave traders rushed forward and surrounded Fisher Tiger.

Fisher Tiger smiled bitterly, and for the first time he became suspicious of his ideas.

The human race is so despicable that it is incredibly despicable. Can fishmen really live in peace with humans?

In the final hope, Fisher Tiger asked: "Why? Why do you do this to me? Did I do something wrong? Are you not humans and fishmen all humans?"

This question shocked the boss of the slave hunting team.

"Ah? What stupid things to say? It's already great kindness to not be placed on the dining table. Is there anything wrong with selling animals?"

Fisher Tiger closed his eyes in despair and murmured: "Is that true? Does humans always see us?"

Crack, something precious seemed to be broken, Fisher Tiger opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with fierce light.

Fisher Tiger, who was born in Fisher Street, had the blood of fishermen flowing in his body. Although he was kind, he still retained the fierce wildness of fishermen.

"This shouldn't be the relationship between humans and fishman!"

Fisher Tiger whispered to himself, his webbed palms tightly and loosened, and hesitated to the extreme.

His words caused a lot of laughter.

"Hahaha!"

"I'm so laughing!"

"Don't talk to him anymore, catch him quickly!"

The slave traders aimed at Fisher Tiger's indestructible body parts and pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang bang!

The gunshots were loud, and bloody flowers exploded from Fisher Tiger. He glared wide, his fists were always clenched. He would rather be shot than attack humans. He finally fell to the ground with a bang.

Finally, Fisher Tiger made a weak voice: "Stop... stop, humans and fishman..."

One foot stepped down hard and stepped on Fisher Tiger's chest.

The boss of the slave hunting team spat and said disdainfully: "Are you surrendering? You know what you are like! I won't torture you this time, but I'm very upset about your words. Just a fish, I want to be on an equal footing with us humans? It's so naive! It's because of the existence of naive guys like you that you have ended up like today!"
Chapter completed!
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