Chapter 331 Fishman Street
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Ten Thousand Meters Deep in the Sea
Fishman Street
"Tsk tsk tsk, this dark and depressing environment, wouldn't people become depressed if they stayed there for too long?"
Captain Gel, who came to Fishman Street for inspection, put his hands behind his back and said with a look of disgust as he walked.
If we say that the lives of the lower class people on Fishman Island are dark and gloomy, it may be referring more to the poverty of their lives and the fact that they cannot see the light from the upper class at all because they live in densely packed huts in the trench.
The Fishman Street, which has been completely abandoned by Fishman Island, is truly dark and gloomy.
This is a no-man's land, a place filled with darkness, chaos, crime, discrimination, hatred and all other negative emotions.
Pirates and slave traders can capture fishermen here at will as long as they are strong enough and can get out after entering. The Dragon Palace Kingdom is powerless to do anything about this, so the fishmen in Fishman Street can only form gangs and resist the persecution of humans together.
The fishmen who can grow up successfully in Fishman Street are all lucky ones.
Because various conflicts break out every day, and people die every day, both fishmen and humans!
The fishmen who kill human pirates and slave traders here will be called "heroes"! They will be respected by all the fishmen!
The fish-man children living in this environment have seen nothing but the "evil" of humanity since childhood. After being influenced by them for a long time and being indoctrinated with countless extreme ideas, it is natural that they become a collection of hatred when they grow up.
Even their fellow citizens on Fishman Island despise them and regard them as aliens and trash.
"Haha, a bunch of small fry who only dare to hide in the dark! No wonder as a fish-man hiding in the deep sea, he was robbed by pirates at will!"
Looking at the deserted streets and the pairs of red eyes filled with hatred in the dark corners, Barrett said disdainfully.
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"Wa hahaha!"
"Where can you run? I've got you!"
A group of pirates wrapped in bubbles were purchasing goods in Fishman Street. One of them caught a little fishman with a scoop net and laughed with joy.
"Let me go! Let me go now! You damn human pirates!!"
The fisherman in the scoop net was struggling.
Pirate A picked it up and looked at it, then said happily:
"Hahaha, this is a spirited little fishman! Not bad, not bad! He has a very unique look and should be easy to sell. He's really ugly, like a praying mantis. His eyes are so far apart, he must not be able to see the road clearly, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't be caught by me so easily! Wahahaha!"
"Idiot, this is called a hammerhead shark. You have no culture at all. You should read more books when you have time."
Pirate B laughed, and his companions behind him also laughed happily.
"Be careful, don't let the cooked duck fly away. After all, it's a shark man. Sharks are relatively ferocious among fish. Logically speaking, a shark man should be quite powerful. Maybe he can be sold for a good price."
Pirate B reminded.
"Don't worry, there's no way a fish that's caught in the scoop net can escape. Hahaha!"
"Hey! Look, isn't there another little fishman with sharp teeth? This one looks more like a shark fishman, right? Quick, quick, catch him! Don't let him run away!"
The pirates were pleasantly surprised to find that the little fishman wearing a beret who had escaped earlier had miraculously turned around and returned.
"Damn it! Let go of Toss! Otherwise I'll bite you to death!"
"Hody Jones, run, you can't beat them!"
Toss, the fishman struggling in the scoop net, shouted loudly.
"What the hell are you yelling about? I'll reunite you guys right away! Hahaha!"
Pirate A slapped Toss on the face and said arrogantly.
Pirate B and several others dispersed and surrounded Hodie Jones.
In the darkness at the corner of the street, a strong fishman with serrations on both sides of his long nose showed a bloodthirsty smile. He was about to attack, but suddenly stopped.
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"Hey, hey, hey! You're using a net with such dense mesh to catch fish, but it won't even let go of these immature "small fish fry". Are you serious?"
A frivolous voice came from behind, and several pirates stopped what they were doing and turned to look.
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I saw a black-haired young man and two tall and strong men coming to their side at some point.
"You, who are you? I can use whatever network I want! It's none of your business? When you're out, I advise you to stay out of other people's business!"
Pirate A was already feeling a little uneasy, but he still maintained a tough attitude.
The black-haired young man in the lead said unhappily:
"Damn it! The reason I can't catch any fish must be because you guys are overfishing with this net! How dare you say it has nothing to do with me! Kill those Weevil!"
A few pirates seemed to have heard some international joke, and were about to burst into laughter, but the next second!
"Wa~!"
With a crisp sound, Pirate Armor's head was crushed along with the coral bubble.
"boom!"
A headless corpse fell to the ground with a scoop net still in its hand. The little fishman Toss in the net had forgotten to run away and just stared blankly at Gel and the other two through the mesh.
Everyone looked at the headless body lying on the ground.
"Gudong!"
The scene was silent, with only the sound of swallowing saliva.
Pirate B and his other companions, who were about to laugh, had just raised their lips, but before they could retract them, fear appeared on their faces from the bottom of their hearts. Two completely different emotions appeared on their faces at the same time, forming this weird expression.
“Damn! Damn bastard! Are you kidding me? This is Fishman Island, 10,000 meters deep in the sea! 10,000 meters!! And we caught fishmen! They were fishmen!! Open your eyes and see clearly! They were fishmen!! How can you blame us for not being able to catch any fish on the sea!!”
Pirate B felt that he had never felt so aggrieved in his decades of life. He couldn't help but roar loudly.
Ger smiled and said:
"It doesn't matter to you, I don't eat beef anyway!"
Before the pirates could figure out what it meant to not eat beef, their heads were chopped off by Weevil's water knives.
Hodie Jones, who was still a little kid, opened his eyes wide, opened his big mouth full of triangular sharp teeth, and didn't utter a word for a long time.
"Thank you for saving me, Tos~"
"Oh no, you are also damned humans! Tos~"
The hammerhead shark man Toss crawled out of the net bag and said to Ger.
"boom!"
Gel knocked on his head and said:
"Boy, is this how you talk to your savior? Do you want to be steamed or braised?"
"Ah, I'm sorry, thank you for saving me! It turns out there are good people among humans too! Tos~"
Toss, who was a bit unintelligent, was frightened and quickly apologized.
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