Chapter 58
"It's weird, why didn't it snow today?"
"And even the wind did not blow, even the dark clouds disappeared."
"It's the sun, look at it, it's the sun!"
pa!
This is the sound of the whip hitting the body.
A group of overseers in cotton-padded jackets, holding leather whips in their hands, beat another group of people mercilessly.
Those who were beaten had only a few thin pieces of clothing on them, which were not enough to withstand the severe cold.
Especially when the whip falls on them, they will be pulled together with their clothes to torn skin and gaping flesh. The clothes on their bodies are already in tatters.
This is "Kingdom on the Bridge" Tequila Wolf.
This is a country built on a bridge. The bridge is several hundred meters wide and its length is immeasurable.
Celestial Dragon intends to use the bridge to connect all the islands in the sea, so it issued this policy seven hundred years ago.
Because the construction period of the bridge is too long and the completion date is far away, so the workers eat, drink, sleep and sleep on the bridge.
So the "Kingdom on the Bridge" was formed.
But 700 years have passed, and East Blue as a test site is not even connected to one-tenth of the islands.
However, the World Government still has not terminated this labor-intensive policy.
Because most of the staff here are nationals of countries that refuse to join the World Government.
This is also a warning: if you oppose the World Government, you will become a slave sooner or later.
Cold, hunger, fatigue, pain...
A petite silhouette could no longer bear the torture, and finally fell to the ground feebly.
"younger sister!"
A teenager who seemed to be about fifteen or sixteen years old fell on the little girl, pulling out his throat and roaring continuous grief.
There is no white snow or biting cold wind today.
His voice sounds so clear, painful and...desperate.
"pa!"
The black whip fell on the boy's back, and the boy's clothes were pulled in half directly from the middle.
A bright red blood imprint is formed on his back, but his body is motionless, as if he does not feel any pain at all.
Because his heart hurts more than his back.
After his parents, his only younger sister finally left him.
"Huh?"
"Aren't you afraid of the pain?"
"It seems that Lao Tzu is not using enough power!"
Whoosh...
The black whip once again swept the boy's back with the whistling wind.
Some other slaves even closed their eyes, not daring to watch the next miserable scene.
"Let's stop here."
A very calm voice suddenly sounded out of thin air.
The sound is not loud, but it seems to possess a kind of magical power, and it clearly fell into the ears of everyone present.
A man wearing black underwear and wrapping his whole body in a dark green cloak suddenly appeared behind the boy.
It was him who grabbed the overseer’s right hand and prevented the whip falling on the boy.
The overseer just glanced at the man's face hidden under his hood. It was as if he had seen a ghost. He suddenly slumped on the ground, unable to move even a little bit, and drenched. land.
Haoshoku's Haki!
"Enemy attack!"
Countless supervisors gathered from all directions, but the cloak man seemed to have not seen it at all, and he slowly walked towards the young man.
"Fire!"
The dense bullets spilled on the man in the cloak like a rain curtain coming across.
But I don’t know why, a green whirlwind suddenly blew up between Heaven and Earth.
The wind howled.
All the bullets were blown into the sky like fluttering goose feathers, and the overseers who came to support were blown into the sea under the bridge by this green gust of wind.
possible."God... this is God!"
"God has come to save us!"
Witnessing the scene where Dorag manipulates the wind, the kingdom on the bridge The slaves even directly worship Dorag as a god.
Dorag walked to the boy's side, knelt down and asked softly.
"Child, what's your name?"
"My name is Gerald."
"Let us bury your younger sister together, OK?"
"Thanks...thank you."
No one dared to come forward and talk to Dorag, and no one ran away.
Because this is the kingdom on the bridge...they have no way to run.
Time flows by every minute and every second.
The slaves just watched it with their own eyes. Together, Dorage and Gerrard slowly dug a pit on the bridge and buried Gerrard's younger sister.
Gerrard has been kneeling in front of his younger sister's tomb for a long time without responding.
In the crowd, someone finally couldn't help but ask: "My deity, are you here to save us?"
"no!"
Dorag's answer hit everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.
But Dorag quickly continued: "It is not the gods who can save you, but you yourself!"
"Give me thirty years!"
p>"No, up to twenty years!"
"I will definitely eliminate those Celestial Dragons that control the World Government, so that everyone can live a free life!"
"Each of you, you must persevere!"
"Twenty years later, there will be no Celestial Dragon in the world!"
"There will be no more oppression !"
"Long live the gods!"
The excited slaves cheered.
Dorag did not point out that he is not a god, but just a mortal identity.
Because he knows that people living in this extreme environment must have a mythical faith to lead them through these difficult years.
"Gerard, I'm leaving."
"You must take your younger sister's hope and live strong!"
"I will definitely live!"
"To kill Celestial Dragon!"
Dorag's expression is a bit subtle, UU reads www.uukanshu.com but he does nothing. Did not say.
A gust of wind roared, just like a real god, Dorag drove the wind and left Tequila Wolff amidst the kneeling and longing of the slaves.
He didn't take Gerald away.
He didn't take anyone away.
Because he knows that only by overthrowing Celestial Dragon's rule can this World be truly saved.
……
"bang!"
The door of the room was slammed open by Bellmere.
"Shao Hailan..."
Hailan roughly interrupted Bellmere's words: "Get out!"
Bellmere was a little confused: "Uh. .."
"Have you reported? Did you knock on the door? Lieutenant, do you remember your identity? You are a soldier, not a gangster!"
"Um... I'm sorry..."
Bellmere left Hailan's office griefly.
"Dongdong dong!"
"Report! I am Lieutenant Bellmere!"
"Come in!"
Walk in the door Bellmere slapped Hailan’s desk directly.
This time Hailan is just frowned and didn't say much.
After all, Marine's rage has to be corrected by little by little.
Because of the busyness and anxiety, Bellmere's face has already climbed a blush: "Sir, you let me give the soldiers pensions and bonuses, no money!"
p>"Hill Captain's small vault is used up?"
"Didn't that have been used up when you built the Martyrs Cemetery?"
" Um..."
"It's okay..."
"We don't want money!"
(The second update will be dozens of minutes later)