Fortunately, the subject of evil dragons changed.

"Four of my people disappeared last night, and I just found out that they went to the direction of Kelal Village."

"So...it's not you?"

The mouse's face was filled with disbelief and his eyes widened: "How dare someone dare to take action against a fish-man?!"

Most of the famous pirates know that the evil dragon is in this sea area, but so far no one has dared to make a name for himself.

Such ferocious power was gained by the murlocs when they first came to the East China Sea, accumulating victory after victory and fighting their way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Fishmen who are born with a physique several times that of humans are existences that ordinary people need to look up to.

And there are over a hundred such beings under the evil dragon!

Now someone dares to attack the fish-men...

For a moment, the mouse suddenly didn't want to go over to investigate the situation.

"Don't worry, I will send someone to help you."

As if he knew what the mouse was thinking, the evil dragon grinned its mouth full of fangs and said, "You know the abilities of the fishmen very well. With us blocking the ocean and trapping them on land, when the time comes, you and I will attack from both sides and annihilate them easily."

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Murlocs can breathe in the water, but humans can only huddle on boats. This is the reason why murlocs look down on humans' involvement in the ocean.

In the sea, they are the masters. As long as the ships are destroyed, no matter how powerful humans are, they will still have a headache.

This is racial pride!

"Of course, this credit belongs to you, Rat. All I want is revenge."

The evil dragon added in a low voice.

“Credit!!”

Hearing this, the mouse blew out thick breath from its nostrils.

The navy has a strict hierarchy and a strict system. Everything is based on military merit and strength. No matter how good your hands and eyes are, without strength or military merit, you cannot enter the core decision-making level.

He knew that his life was almost over and there was no hope of further advancement.

None of my subordinates can fight, so don't even think about shining brightly. It would be nice to just hang around in the East China Sea.

But what if the fishmen help him to accumulate military merit and go further?

There is a major general position in Donghai that has been vacant for many years!

"Maybe they did the ghost ship incident too... No, it must have been them!"

"If we catch them all..."

Wealth, fame, power, everything a man pursues is within reach!

With the flying squirrel sitting behind and the evil dragon supporting him in front, the mouse felt a little elated as he thought about the great achievements he had made.

"I'll go first. You wait until I notify you before coming over to avoid leaking the news."

Hearing these words, the evil dragon knew that the fish had taken the bait.

He didn't really need the mouse's help, he just needed a spy to help him get information.

Just like the flying squirrel, the evil dragon also believes that there are really not many people who dare to take action against him in the East China Sea.

He needs to figure out whether this is the idea of ​​one of them or the idea of ​​a certain group of people.

He won't let go of anyone who dares to harm his compatriots, but that doesn't mean he won't even know who his opponent is, so he will attack them all.

"And once I know who you are..."

The evil dragon looks murderous.

Murlocs are uniquely blessed in the water. Whoever they want to hunt down is much easier than humans.

Of course, he didn't lie to the mice, and the credit would indeed be there.

The Navy generally has the habit of claiming credit for generals and officers who died in battle and leaving their families behind.

Blinded by greed, the mouse didn't realize that he was already an abandoned child.

A discarded child that no one cares about and only thinks about recycling.

………………

Where is my cover?

I just made it the afternoon before yesterday. Why did I change it today?

Vomiting blood!

Facts have proved that the previous update was necessary. In order to celebrate the motherland’s birthday, Dashu drank from the noon show to the afternoon show and then to the night show yesterday. He slept until 4:30 today... If he hadn’t saved the manuscript, there would have been nothing.
Chapter completed!