"Heh, it's unfair, this isn't a fair war. If it weren't for your technological advantage and sneak attacks, you wouldn't stand even the slightest chance. You're tying me too tight! Damn it... I'll kill you..."
Even when being escorted to the main hall of Zheng Tian's flagship, Beverly kept cursing incessantly.
Truly worthy of being the last mad remnants of the Fang Pirates, Beverly, although tightly bound, showed no signs of submission with his words.
Zheng Tian, seated high on the command chair, gave a signal with her eyes to the two warriors escorting Beverly.
The two warriors caught her meaning and, without saying much, one of them took out a small knife, and with a swift motion, stabbed it into Beverly's side, though not too deeply, still a bit away from his organs.
Then, not waiting for Beverly to react, the warrior had already swiftly pulled out the knife.
This knife had barbs, and when pulled back, it tore the flesh, with blood splattering everywhere.
