On the nameless island, the Spanish prisoners were gathered together, standing on the open ground between the shallows and the woods, trembling. At this moment, they still have the momentum of the chosen country? They can only go with the flow and leave it to my destiny.

I was confused about the handling of these people. Among the more common practices, it is more common practice to give them a few lifeboats and let them "escape on their own initiative". But on this vast Atlantic Ocean, even large and medium-sized fleets like us are trembling, let alone lifeboats that run naked? So the statement of giving them freedom is definitely nonsense, it is just a sentence of reprieve.

But what else? There are only two options: "kill" and "release". If I make up my mind and leave all of them alone, I will actually be completely over and clean. But there is no airtight wall in the world. Once I make this choice, with the help of those who are interested, Europe will probably have no place to stand in my cone.

Then let it go? How is it possible? Tolerance to the enemy is to be vicious to myself. I will never be able to do such a stupid thing. Since I have plenty of time, let me think about it again...

Zhi was taken to the captain's office with Griska and his lieutenant, Jesus, to the captain's office, where I will interrogate them.

Holding a cup of good black tea, I saw this smart general Griska, who had not dried up all over his clothes but still had a strong look, and the adjutant, Jesus, who had a fierce look and a fat face.

Seeing them coming in and standing opposite me, I took a sip of tea and said vaguely: "Sit down!"

Grisca sat down calmly, but Jessus was still hesitant for a while before he sat down.

I put down my teacup, glanced at the Spanish prisoners who were standing outside in the open space and were aimed at by the muskets, and said lightly: "God of Admiral, say something!"

Grisca was silent for a while, sighed, then raised her head and said with a high voice: "Skills are not as good as humans, and wisdom is not as good as humans. Losing is also a matter of the only thing I have to say."

It seemed that although he spoke calmly, he was still dissatisfied and dissatisfied. I smiled slightly and said, "Actually, I have no malice to you Spaniards. Unfortunately, you have repeatedly provoked my bottom line, so I have to do it!"

Grisca seemed to be angry by my words, and his face turned slightly red: "It was obvious that you did not abide by the rules, Yu Mogadishu sneaked into our fleet from behind! He actually bite him back!"

I couldn't help but laugh and said in silence: "You Spanish are so interesting! You must play both the conqueror and the victim. Is this the origin of your faith in claiming to be the chosen country?"

Grisca wanted to argue, but remembered the reality that he had been defeated, his lips twitched a few times, but said lightly: "My motherland will never be as despicable as you said!"

I smiled slightly, turned to his adjutant, Hersus, and asked, "Mr. Adjutant, what do you think of the matter we are discussing?"

Uncle Suzuki told me since childhood that "judging people by appearance" is definitely not a mistake. Being aware is the result of the heart, and a person's appearance is the best interpretation of his heart. Are there people who are ugly but kind-hearted? There are! For example, Quasimodo, but can we deny his own personality flaws and problems because of his kindness?

Obviously not. So I have always believed in the saying that the heart is kind and harmonious. And the one in front of me, the hooked nose is deeply hooked, the cheekbones are towering, the triangle eyes, thin lips, and the two eyebrow bones are almost tightly attached! If such a person is a kind-hearted kind person, then he can only say that the heaven is really eyeless and has the intention to deceive the world!

"Sir!" Jesus' voice was very unpleasant, and I seemed to have heard it somewhere. What's more certain is that this sound once left a deep impression on me! Where?

The sound of Hersus hanging on a glass plate continued to sound in my ears like a blade: "Sir! I am convinced by this battle when I lost to you! I am convinced!"

I raised my eyebrows and teased, "Oh! Do you think this is serious?"

Hersus tried his best to be sincere and said respectfully: "Of course, take it seriously! I have always won and failed since I was sixteen years old! I tried this defeat today and found that although this feeling was unfamiliar, it was very fresh and interesting!"

After hearing this, Hua Mei next to her couldn't help laughing out loud and said in a mocking tone: "This is the first time I've heard someone say defeat so interesting!"

As soon as these words came out, Griska next to him glared at Jesus in disgust and turned his head angrily! But Griska smiled with a slight face and said, "It was like this, there was no falsehood!"

But I frowned deeply and looked back at Mavie silently. The man looked at me with surprise. When his eyes were facing each other, he nodded slightly.

I withdrew my gaze expressionlessly and looked at Jesus again. Seeing my eyes, the ugly guy was stunned at first, then felt relieved, and his neck seemed to shrink back.

I suddenly laughed, and was quite interested in my tone: "Mr. Jessus, what aspect of business are you best at?"

Seeing that my face seemed a little bad, but the questions asked were very informative, Hessus couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said in a relaxed tone: "Sir, although I am in the Navy, in fact, I am better at working in the trade field! It's really a helpless move to put a name in the Navy!"

I couldn't help but smile and asked, "Oh! Which aspect of trade are you most proficient in? Maybe our business still has transactions!"

Jessus smiled and said, "My family has been doing gems and ivory business since grandfather's generation. Of course, you must know that although some transactions are not allowed to go to, the profits are quite generous, so I'm a little involved!"

After thinking about it, he continued, "How much I missed my days of trading at sea! Now...ah!"

The implication is that he was just dragged into the water by the Spanish Navy, but he had no choice but to do it. In addition, his words were sincere, and those who did not know were probably confused by him.

I chuckled softly and continued to ask, "It seems that you are such a rare person! I wonder what interests and hobbies do you have in your daily life?"

This sentence is even more strange. Generally speaking, women will ask the man they like. His mind, who is not very smart about serious matters and is extremely sensitive to evil ways, has involuntarily turned to my orientation issue. He has already begun to think about how to avoid it in order to survive.

So he changed his expression and seemed to exude a faint sadness: "What I like most is, alas, I am sitting in the sunny garden to appreciate art and taste scripts on a warm afternoon. I am a famous luxury product and a craft appraiser! What a pity...ah!"

Without waiting for him to pretend, taking advantage of the fact that he racked his brains to think about what was there and what was not, and his mental distraction, and following my answer to the question was already smooth, I suddenly asked, "What are you doing in East Africa this January?"

At this time, Jesus was on his head proudly and laughed: "January? I was naturally preparing in Mogadishu..."

Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly became wide open, and he looked at me in horror, and he didn't know what he wanted to express.

I sneered and said, "Let me continue talking. Jessus! In January this year, you are in Mogadishu, preparing to ambush a fleet from the Far East with dirty means! You want to drive them out of Africa and continue to let the Santos Chamber of Commerce dominate East Africa! Right?"

Christus sweated coldly: "No, no, no! Your Excellency Earl, you misunderstood! I have never done anything to murder you!"

I stared at him coldly and continued to ask: "That night, you released huge vampire bats to attack our caravan, and discussed with a hoarse black man to ambush our fleet. You also said: 'I haven't pretended to be a purple demon to attack the fleet for a long time! I'm going to be unfamiliar with this business!' Yes?"

Jesus' face turned pale in an instant. But I didn't plan to let him go, and continued to ask, "Where is the black man with you?"

Jesus shivered and said, "What... what black man? I don't know what you are talking about!"

Before I could speak, Griska said, "Don't you discuss things with Hall every day? How could you forget your old partner? Call Hall! I need to know clearly!"

I said lightly to the Nine Ghost Master: "Go and bring that black man named Hall!"

Nine ghosts Masato went away immediately, Griska frowned, as if he didn't expect that what I said had any evidence of ready-made evidence. And Hessus's face was as paper as paper, and he couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes were circling around.

Soon, the Nine Ghosts Masayoshi asked the two of them to come in with a black man. Just as Hesus was about to open his mouth, the sharp knife in Mo's hand was already pressing against Hesus's waist! The sudden pain made him choose to shut up. The function looked at Hall in despair and walked in with a confused look on his face, as if a lamb was about to walk into the slaughterhouse!

After Hall walked in, he looked at Jesus and Grisca in a daze, looked at me again, and immediately turned pale! I asked quietly, "Tell me, where is that guy Santos?"

As soon as these words were said, Hall's legs became weak instantly! In order to protect Santos' interests - in other words, their own interests, they did not hesitate to attack us with dirty means, causing our major losses, and Yuan couldn't wake up because of this! How could I forget the deep blood hatred here?

Hall was stunned for a moment, suddenly with a hoarse voice, pointing at Hesus and shouting: "It's him! It's this guy who forced me! I don't mean to attack you! I'm all forced!"

Hearing this, Hesus ignored whether the lower back had a sharp edge, and pointed at Hall and cursed: "Damn it! You hold 30% of the shares in Santos, and I only have 10%! If it weren't for your instigation, why would we attack strangers who were not familiar with each other and unknown? "

As soon as these words were said, Hesus himself noticed something was wrong! He looked at me with a dull expression, trying to defend himself, but was forced back by Griska's look of knife-cutting eyes!

When Jesus and Hall came to their senses and wanted to say something, I said lightly: "Don't justify it, right and wrong, I know what is right and wrong. I just want to say, Mr. Griska, the wise man, is the question at the beginning - do you have anything to say?"
Chapter completed!