Chapter 108 Free man under the sun

Deep in the jungle, there was deathly silence.

The whooshing cold wind blew by, sending chills all over the dark red-skinned snapper fish-man.

The pain caused by the torture scars crisscrossing the body was less than one thousandth of the scene before him.

"W-what do you want to do?"

Fisher Tiger looked at the dozens of "partners" in front of him in disbelief, and subconsciously took two steps back, feeling horrified.

Those numb, dead eyes looked at him at this moment, but there was naked desire.

"Mr. Tiger, I'm sorry. As a member of the fish-man clan, you are too powerful..." A man from the long-legged clan stared at him expressionlessly.

"That's right, with such power, you are the one among our group who is most likely to survive." A man from the Kingdom of Flowers said sadly.

"Thank you very much for taking care of me during this time, but... I still have a child." A man with a beard said with red eyes and gritted his teeth.

"..."

One after another, these slaves from all over the world and different races looked at the tall and strong fish-man with indifferent expressions and apologized.

They recounted the care Fisher Tiger had given them over the past six months—giving them more food, sheltering them from slavers as much as possible, dressing their wounds—and expressing their gratitude to them. Express my heartfelt thanks.

His face was expressionless and his tone was cold.

It was as if I were attending the funeral of my enemy, paying my last respects.

"you……"

Fisher Tiger's eyes gradually became bloodshot, his broad and powerful hands clenched and unclenched, and his thick lips trembled uncontrollably.

He simply couldn't believe that his partners, who had known each other day and night and had a deep friendship and even agreed to become brothers in the future, would actually make such a choice!

"This is just a trap by the Celestial Dragons... This is a scam! There is no way they can let us out!"

Fisher Tiger gritted his teeth, trying to awaken the last sanity of his companions, and said at the top of his lungs:

"He just wants to watch us kill each other!!"

However, the eyes of everyone did not change at all, they were still so numb and empty.

"We have no choice, right?"

"This is the only hope."

Fisher Tiger was struck by lightning.

He opened his chapped lips, but had no words to retort.

Yes, they have no choice.

Even if he knew that the Celestial Dragon just wanted to see them kill each other, even if he knew that the final winner would most likely not get a chance to be free...

But it is their only hope for freedom.

The past six months of imprisonment and torture have already smoothed their edges and exhausted their patience.

After being beaten, tortured, insulted, imprisoned, starved, and diseased day and night, and seeing each of their companions wailing and dying from torture and disease, despair and fear had already been deeply rooted in the souls of each of them.

Even if they knew there was little hope, they could only give it a try.

Fisher Tiger's expression became ferocious, revealing his sharp teeth. He suddenly turned his head and glared angrily at the pampered and arrogant Tianlong man on the high platform.

"Hahahaha, yes, that's the look in your eyes..."

Faced with this fish-man's "transgression" and "provocation", Pheplos Saint laughed happily instead of angry, his smile full of madness and excitement.

"Partners, comrades and allies who live together day and night... are killing each other because of an illusory hope!"

"The expressions of astonishment, anger, shock, and resentment... are so wonderful!"

"Hahahaha... This is simply the most perfect drama!"

“It’s worth waiting for half a year!!”

Hearing Tianlongren's words, several CP0 members wearing white robes nearby also laughed.

As the personal bodyguards of Lord Phelps Saint, they knew very well that their Lord was different from other useless nobles of the world. He was a paranoid artist who pursued perfection.

Lord Phaplos Saint is an idealist with lofty artistic aspirations!

"Then, come on!"

Pheplos Saint's face turned red with excitement, and he opened his arms crazily.

"Untie all their shackles!"

As soon as the words fell, other guards and slave traders present immediately stepped forward, took out the keys, and unlocked the slaves' shackles.

Wow…

The sound of heavy, cold shackles falling to the ground kept ringing.

Fisher Tiger noticed that the breathing of others suddenly became heavier, and a cruel red light gradually appeared in their eyes.

"The final winner will be free!!"

The Tianlong man waved his hand, and the high-end silk clothes made a sound.

"let's start!"

Uh-huh!

Almost as soon as the voice of the Heavenly Dragon rang out, all the slaves immediately moved!

Like a pack of hungry wolves, they swarmed towards Fisher Tiger crazily.

"No!"

The fierce smell of blood and murderous intent rushed towards his face, and Fisher Tiger's expression changed drastically.

He clenched his fists.

However, the moment he shook his fist, the familiar faces in front of him, and the scenes of countless days spent together in the past, flashed in his mind again.

A flash of reluctance flashed across his face, he gritted his teeth and suddenly released his fist.

Swarm up!

Fisher Tiger was surrounded by the crowd of slaves and squeezed tightly in the middle.

But on his face, which was still stained with blood, a smile of relief and relief gradually appeared.

Maybe...this is also the best result.

Feeling that his arms, shoulders, waist, and feet were firmly grasped and unable to struggle anymore, he had some ridiculous thoughts in his mind.

His eyes slowly closed.

But the next second, a strong sense of weightlessness suddenly took over his body.

Fisher Tiger opened his eyes in shock. The expected punching, kicking, fighting and biting did not happen.

He's...in mid-air.

A pair of bloody arms lifted his entire body in the air.

Speechless.

The face of the Celestial Dragon Phiplos Saint changed drastically, as if he sensed something was wrong, and he cursed anxiously:

"What are you doing!?"

"Quick!! Stop them!!"

All the guards and slave traders drew their weapons in unison, but were blocked by a dozen slaves on the periphery with their flesh and blood bodies, causing blood to fly.

"you……"

Fisher Tiger looked at the pair of bloodshot, yet empty and indifferent eyes, his heart beating wildly, as if he had realized something, and his face was filled with disbelief.

"As a member of the fish-men clan, you are too powerful..." The man from the long-legged clan still stared at him expressionlessly.

"That's right, with such power, you are the one among our group who is most likely to survive." The man from the Kingdom of Flowers still said sadly.

"Thank you very much for taking care of me during this time. I'm sorry to trouble you about my child." A man with a beard said with red eyes.

"..."

The same words, but revealed completely different meanings.

"No……"

Fisher Tiger's lips trembled.

All the slaves grinned at him.

"Take care, the free sea is waiting for you, Mr. Tiger."

Then……

They roared like lions, their eyes were split open... and they "threw" Fisher Tiger out hard! !

As his body flew straight out, Fisher Tiger turned back with difficulty, looking at the scene in front of the jungle palace with red eyes.