The night fog dissipates and the morning light comes.

Under the unusually bright dawn, the Mombasa people saw a picture that they would never see in their lifetime in their proud port.

Execution!

A total of 16 people were hung upside down on both sides of the hull of Xiangyanghua. The ropes on their bodies were wrapped in shells, revealing their heads, just like little bugs falling into spider webs and about to become food.

And they are just backgrounds, setting off the theme of brutality, and making the ongoing execution on the deck more and more deeply rooted in people's hearts.

On the deck, in front of the main mast, today's protagonist, Yeta Fesdirano, was naked and bound to the mast with his back.

He was surrounded by more than twenty strong, fierce Indians, armed to their teeth.

The one who hits the mark is very outstanding.

He was one head taller than everyone, his face was painted with primitive and barbaric oil paint, two short axes on his waist, four short guns were inserted on his armed belt crossed on his chest, and an oversized arrow basket was carried on his back. The basket was not a arrow, but a bundle of thick guns more than a meter long.

Barbarian warriors are not common in Mombasa. Even the most powerful indigenous warriors in the African tribe are rarely as young and heroic as him.

Not to mention that he has a response, a female hero in blue who faces him, with a high ponytail and a waist with an oriental sword.

Two exotic guards held the chief stern officer on the deck together, the oriental adventurer Mince, Howard Johnson, who became famous in Mombasa in just one night.

Minxi, Howard Johnson, who is Faramin, stood in front of Yeta with a grim smile, chanting hymns in a melodious tone.

"There are stupid thieves everywhere, and your greatest value is to spend my boring time."

"I tell you that there are treasures on the ship, that there are no guardians in the treasures, that I am a fool, that I am not guarding my country's compatriots, that you believe it."

"Idiot, idiot, idiot!"

"I've never seen a greedy idiot like you, like a moth, rushing towards gold with his head covering his head and hitting it on the piercing net!"

"The most suitable ending for you is to be hung on my baby for decoration, whipped by the lowly black man, hanged to the reef and air-dried, and consumed as seabirds!"

"Only in this way, only in this way can other idiots know what kind of respect should they use to face a noble, wise and well-educated gentleman!"

"This is your only value!"

"Now, Hashem, let them achieve their value!"

Hashem held back the tears and raised the salt-soaked whip and walked slowly to Yeta.

"Mr. Yeta Fesdirano, the Playa people of Cape Fod said hello to you."

Yeta's eyes widened in horror: "You are..."

"You should capture all the Playa tribes, you're too careless."

"No! No! I was wronged! Mr. Howard Johnson, your slave is hiding you. I was wronged. I am...ah!"

The whip was thrust heavily, and the first whip hit Yeta's face, pulling a long blood mark, interrupting Yeta's self-debate.

Continuous whipping and screaming followed closely, and Yeta's howling sounded, sucking into the bone marrow, making the heart feel like itchy hair.

Faramin walked into the cabin with a flamboyant laughter, and as soon as he left the human eye, he lowered his shoulders tiredly.

"Mr. Kao, and my junior... We left Hong Kong on time at 10 o'clock, with 1 hour and 37 minutes left. It is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. There must be no mistakes."

"yes……"

...

Yeta's screams floated in the harbor. The people watching were three layers inside and three layers outside. There were sharp eyes to recognize the pendant of Xiangyang Flower, and the screams were heard one after another, and there was no way to stop them.

"What a god, Montoo of the administrative district was hung on the boat! He is a villain, and no one who does business can escape his blackmail."

"Gilobi, it's Gilobi! He has more than 30 people under his command. Who would have thought that the thief leader in the dock area would fall into such a thing!"

"That... isn't that Gondor Slave Captain Garcia? Although the Slave Captain does everything evil, will such a big shot really participate in the theft in person?"

"Who knows? Or they are not stealing or robbery. Do you think the person who is being punished is the vice captain of Festirino, who is the second team?"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it is said that the three slave-capturing teams in Gondor are not in harmony, and they have cooperated endlessly when robbing merchants. Who knows whether they sell white slaves? Think about it carefully, there have been many merchants who have never returned in the past two years, maybe..."

All kinds of gossips spread to Antill Raguin, who was hiding in the dark.

He tightened the hood on his head, lowered his head, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Last night, the deputy captain did not go out?"

"No!" The person answered with certainty, "The deputy captain drank too much last night, and we carried him back to the room. He lay in bed and was unconscious, so he had no time to go out!"

"Is the investigation result of Team 3 the same?"

"Captain, Captain Garcia is the master of a plantation. How could he participate in the theft?"

"Garcia, Yeta... Team 3, Team 2..." Antill pondered, "As the president said, it seems that an unknown enemy aimed at Gondor."

"Tell the brothers to suspend the plan to rob people. This matter is of great importance. The president is reporting to Governor Fernandez. It is possible that... the Governor is the real goal of those people."

"We have to obey the overall situation, start with Minsey Howard Johnson, and strive to defeat all the enemies in one fell swoop."

Sui Ren said unwillingly: "But the captain and the deputy captain have been tortured. If we don't do it quickly..."

"If they had a bigger goal, they would certainly not have killed Yeta. And if their goal was Gondor, Yeta was a more valuable hostage, and we could afford it."

"Captain, Min Xi. Howard Johnson is a stranger. We don't even have the direction now, how can we check it?"

"Minxi Howard Johnson moved into Black Gold last night, and the president also found out that he went to the ready-to-wear shop in the Town Hall Garden." Antill gritted his teeth and his eyes were red. "He is a cruel and ostentatious opponent. He has no reason to control his mouth on a woman's belly."

"Be patient." He murmured as if he was convinced, "Believe in the president, believe in the governor, Min Xi. Howard Johnson cannot escape, nor can the people behind him escape..."

Antill's confidence was quickly rewarded. At 9:15, President Gondor convened a meeting of all senior cadres and found out the fact that Minsie Howard Johnson served the British.

Behind him is the Drake Chamber of Commerce, the most fierce chaebol in England in the past two years.

Drake's business directory does not have an entry for the slave trade, but she began to expand African routes this year, and the purpose of intervening in this muddy waters is likely to be to show kindness to the British African company.

The Governor was very concerned about this incident and had mobilized three major chambers of commerce to respond together. He also gave a note to the Navy in Mombasa and asked them to provide necessary assistance to the limit.

At about 10 o'clock, Xiangyang Flower Departures, Howard Johnson is most likely to meet with Drake's ship on Aldabra Island. The barren waters are also the best place to regain the Portuguese and teach the British a lesson.

At 10:15, the chasing fleet left the port and launched an attack, including two five-class Galens [Saints] and two super-Domiscuna [Beautiful Life] in the Chamber of Commerce in Mombasa [Ortega].

The Ortega is the limit of assistance given by the Navy, including the ship and officers and sailors on the ship, but does not indicate the identity of the navy. Instead, it fights in the name of the Gondor Chamber of Commerce. As the commander of the entire fleet, it strives to cut off the minions of the British chaebol with minimal movement and static.

Antill led 350 elite members of the Gondor slave hunting team to the Beautiful Life.

Standing on the shaking deck, Lieutenant Colonel Fiarez, the Fleet Admiral, pinched his commanding sword in a daze.

"Drake Chamber of Commerce, a million-level chamber of commerce, has been established for six years, and its total assets are listed in the entire England to twenty-seven. It was officially listed on the London Exchange at the beginning of the year, and it was pledged 10% of its equity and was given a bond of one million pounds, and it was rushed to buy it..."

"A world-class chaebol actually took the initiative to run to Mombasa to provoke a few small slave merchants... And Minsie Howard Johnson, this villain, acted eccentricly and didn't look like someone who could be entrusted by big men."

"Because he is a Portuguese? Or is he good at showing off and has a way to hit his opponent's credibility in the shortest time?"

"Just like a noble with great military achievements throwing white gloves at the unclothed homeless man, how much credibility can the slave merchants... have?"

"The whole thing is fog... The governor who is afraid of damage to interests, the merchants who are eager to escape, the unreasonable chaebols and the admirals, just let them fight themselves. Why should we take the initiative to enter this vortex?"

"You can win quickly!" He patted his face hard, "As long as you win quickly, Ortega will not be implicated. In this way, no matter what trick Drake has to wait, the Mombasa fleet will not be affected."

"Speed ​​win!"

He took a deep breath and ordered loudly.

"Notice the entire ship, heading southeast, target Aldabra Island, and move forward at full speed!"

"The target only walked 15 minutes earlier than us, and was unprepared for the pursuers. It is very likely that we would be intercepted halfway."

"Gentlemen, we are facing a group of vicious pirates who are about to meet with their fellow men!"

"No need to pay attention to the requirements of accompanying merchant ships! All necessary attack methods are allowed to be used, and civilians are allowed to be injured by accident!"

"Our goal is simple, to sink her before the pirates meet with their accomplices, and to return to Hong Kong before dinner to end this ridiculous mission!"

"This is the admiral's order!"
Chapter completed!