The Bald Thug of Uchiha's Family

When Jimny heard this, he was furious, and his body that was already unable to move seemed to have some strength again, struggling to walk towards Musashi.

Seeing Jimny limping, Musashi said blankly, “I hate you, not because you are murlocs, we are humans, but because you bullied (cgcg) our navigator, yes Because you ruined all Mitchell’s efforts!”

“Mitchell?! Who is that again!”

Ignoring Jimny’s question, Musashi continued, “Do you know? Actually, I also knew a murloc when I was a child. He was called Mitchell. He was on my grandfather’s warship. He was very kind and easy to be deceived. A very simple and likable murloc. Although he cannot be a navy, everyone likes him very much. They all regard him as a part of the warship and have a very happy life every day.”

“Sail on the sea together, wipe out evil pirates together, eat together, swim together, fight together…”

As he spoke, Musashi remembered his childhood memories, and the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but smile.

“But! Seriously, for me, although you are compatriots of Mitchell, I really don’t want to treat you as his compatriots.”

“…”

Listening, Jimny stopped his footsteps suddenly and looked at Musashi silently.

“Do you know why Mitchell left the fisherman island and boarded my grandpa’s warship to perform justice on the sea together?”

Musashi looked directly at Jimny, and before he could answer, he continued: “It’s for his hometown! Do you know? It’s your common hometown! Murloc Island! He wants everyone in the world to know, Murloc It is not inferior and vulgar in the eyes of humans.”

“The murlocs also have dreams, they also have the right to enjoy the sunshine in the sky, and they want to sail freely on the sea.”

Musashi took a deep breath, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes: “He wants to prove himself, wants to fight for his hometown, but…”

Musashi’s mouth slowly raised a sarcastic smile: “And what about you? It’s been eight years, no, it doesn’t take eight years at all. As soon as you came to the East China Sea, you easily put Mitchell in the East China Sea. All the results of the hard work have been completely destroyed.”.

“Before you came to the East China Sea, the residents of the East China Sea talked about murlocs, but they all gave their thumbs up. All of Mitchell’s behavior was seen by them and gradually accepted by them… Finally, When Mitchell’s behavior is to be rewarded, hehe, you are here…”

“The predecessors planted trees and the descendants took the shade. Mitchell is doing his efforts for the future of the murlocs, in order to make the murlocs be friendly with humans, and you treat all the efforts Mitchell made in this way. of.”

With that, Musashi’s eyes were a little moist.

When I was young, the relationship between Musashi and Mitchell was very good. Mitchell took good care of Musashi. All his efforts were also seen by Musashi.

But now, looking at these murlocs, Musashi feels particularly worthless for all the efforts Mitchell has made…

Hearing this, Jimny’s pupils suddenly shrank.

Although he didn’t want to believe the words of the human opposite, Jimny still remembered what happened eight years ago.

Eight years ago, when he followed the evil dragon boss to the East China Sea, he was still wondering why the residents of the East China Sea were not afraid of them, why could they still give them water…

As a result, in order to make them afraid, the boss of the dragon also killed a few people…

Looking at the unbelievable gazes of human beings, they even laughed particularly happily at that time.

Although he couldn’t bear it at that time, he didn’t stop it either.

After all, he is a noble murloc, how could he be pleading with the dragon boss for inferior humans.

As a result… Has it undermined all the efforts made by the compatriots?

“Mitchell?”

Jimny’s voice seemed very dry.

He lowered his head, thoughts in his head, and finally squatted down slowly and hugged his head.

It’s hard to imagine a picture of a sturdy man with a height of more than two meters squatting on the ground with his head in his arms.

“you……”

Musashi hesitated to speak again, and finally stopped talking, just looking at Jimny quietly.

He wanted to know what the murloc in front of him would think after learning all the efforts Mitchell had made.

Musashi could not tell all the murlocs this news, but he still wanted to let the murlocs know all the efforts Mitchell made…

Murlocs and humans, two races, do not distinguish between high and low.

Everyone lives on this ocean, just one race among countless races.

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