All evil: My crew is a hundred million evil

"I don't care about you guys, or rather, we should keep our distance."

"But I want to open some entertainment projects on Beehive Island, so I can't avoid the need for some fishmen and mermaids, so I sent people to Fishman Island to catch a few."

"I didn't expect Neptune to lead you guys to fight back and kill so many of my crew members. I just can't understand, those human traffickers and slave-hunting teams must have captured a lot of your people every year, right? I haven't seen you guys from Fishman Island use any means against them, so why are you so tough when it comes to my turn, Remington?"

"Is it that in your eyes, I, Remington, am not as good as those bastards? Or do you already have the strength to fight the Evil Pirates?"

Remington simply released his aura, and Tiger's body was shaking and he couldn't raise his head. Since the other party showed weakness, he would certainly make excuses. For the sake of profit, what does it matter if he is a little shameless?

He, Remington, was called"devil" by the outside world, so it didn't matter if he had more alternative titles.

"If you want me to spare Fishman Island, that's fine. After all, I'm not that cold-blooded."

"For the sake of this mythical beast, let Neptune send 500 murlocs and 500 mermen, and I will forgive him for what he did before."

"Of course, you can also persuade Whitebeard to fight me. My Evil Pirates will fight to the end. If I don't see those 1,000 fishmen in a week, and mermaids appear on Beehive Island, I will personally lead people to catch them. By then, the number will not be this high."

Without waiting for Tiger to reply, Remington put away the fruit, lit a cigar, puffed a little, and then said to himself:

"grown ups…"

"If you don't get out of here, you'll stay here forever!"

Tiger was a little excited and wanted to say something, but he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and he had to take back the words that were on his lips. He saw a famous knife across his throat, ready to cut his trachea at any time, and the person who pulled the knife was actually a boy younger than him.

"Shiliu, this devil fruit is yours. I hope you can become a senior cadre soon. Don't let me down."

When Tiger staggered out of the palace, Remington threw the devil fruit he had just collected to Shiliu. After thinking about it, it was best to give it to Shiliu.

As for Avalo and Jot, they were not worthy of the top mythical beasts. Even if Remington was rich, he didn't want to waste resources like that.

"Xiliu thanks the captain!"

Without too much nonsense, Xiliu took the fruit under the envious eyes of everyone and simply thanked Remington, but there were too many things mixed in it.……

""Shiryu, congratulations!"

Barrett, who was in charge of teaching Shiryu the dual-color domineering, smiled and patted Shiryu on the shoulder. Like this nominal apprentice, he was not good at talking, but this did not prevent him from sending his sincere blessings.

At night, Fishman Island and Ryugu City were brightly lit. In the main hall, Neptune stood on the stage with a ferocious face and could not say a word.

Tiger beside him lowered his head deeply, not daring to look at the prince's eyes. At the same time, he was also blaming himself in his heart, feeling that he had failed the trust of his people and failed to complete the arduous mission.

"My son, what are you going to do?"

Palaji, the current king of Fishman Island and Neptune's biological father, slightly opened his eyes, with no expression on his old face. He asked in a soft voice, and those who didn't know would think he was chatting about family matters.

"Father, I will not agree to Remington's request."

Neptune clenched his fists, stared at his father with red eyes, and said in a very firm voice.

He really couldn't do it. He had to hand over his people to Remington as slaves, and he had to send a thousand people at once. He didn't even dare to think about how the people on Fishman Island would look at him. He was still a shitty king, so he might as well piss himself to death.

"You are still not mature enough!"

"Remington is not someone we Fishman Island can afford to offend. I know that Jinbei has contacted the Whitebeard Pirates. Do you think Whitebeard will fight to the death with the Evil Pirates for Fishman Island? Does he not care about the lives of his adopted sons?"

"As a king of a country, sometimes you have to know how to make choices, how to make big things small, and how to make small things nothing. You have to know how to make certain sacrifices in exchange for the comfort of more people."

Palaji stood up from the throne with a cane, looked up at the bright chandelier in the palace, and said in a sonorous voice.

"Father, are you crazy? There are a thousand people in our tribe. You should know what kind of life they will live and what hardships they will suffer after they go to Beehive Island.……"

"I know, of course I know, but this is the way the world is. We, the Fishman Islanders, have lived in the deep sea below 10,000 meters for generations, far away from the human world, but that doesn't mean there is no law of the jungle here. In order to survive, what else can we do except compromise?"

Neptune argued loudly, but before he could finish, Paraji interrupted him.

"The last lesson your father taught you was to recognize the reality and your own position, so that Fishman Island would not disappear in your hands."

"Tiger, take one thousand people to Beehive Island. This is my order. Tell the public that I have surrendered. You can also nail me to the pillar of shame and say that I am the sinner of Fishman Island."

"Neptune, from now on you are the new king of Fishman Island"

""Bang!"

Then, Paraji said something that shocked Tiger and Neptune. Before they could react, his old body crashed into the dragon pillar. He lay there breathing but not breathing, but with a look of relief on his face.

He wanted to use his own life to protect his son's throne and the lives of all the people of Fishman Island. What a great king and kind father he was. Paraji did everything he should do, and the rest could only be left to his son.