Wilton looked at Carina. "What's wrong? Don't you want these goods?"
Carina bit her lip and said nothing.
"It's okay. We're all civilized people. We won't force anyone to trade, miss." Wilton waved his hand, and immediately, one of the Gentle Breeze's crewmen was dragged to the place where the wooden strips were stuck, and the crewman, who was at a loss of what to do, was tied up.
Wilton finished the apple in his hand and spat out the core. He then rubbed his hand on his clothes, took out the knife, and walked to the wooden bar.
"What are you trying to do?" Carina had a bad feeling about this.
"Do you know, I've been curious about the human body since I was young?" Wilton used the knife to cut open the target's clothes. It was a young boy with freckles all over his face. He looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old. Carina remembered him. The boy was recommended by his uncle. His name was Booker. The two of them worked together on the Gentle Breeze. Booker was a cheerful person who always had a smile on his face. However, there was only fear in his eyes now.
Especially when the knife slid down his chest.
"What do you want?!" Carina shouted angrily.
Wilton smiled and stopped the knife in front of the boy's abdomen. "Like I said, I just want to make a deal with you."
Carina's eyes looked like they were about to spit fire. However, she was alone now. Wilton had nearly two hundred men and two pirate ships, while she was alone. She also had a messenger who came to report to her. The latter was a stevedore from the secondhand goods trading center. She had no other choice but to agree to Wilton's request.
"How much do you want?" Carina had no choice but to compromise.
"That's right. Everything would have been fine if you had said that earlier." Wilton put away the knife and smiled. Just when everyone thought that the danger was over, Wilton suddenly turned around. A cold light flashed between his fingers, and the next moment, the knife stabbed into Booker's abdomen.
The latter let out a scream, but Wilton's eyes flashed with excitement. Not only did he not stop, but he also continued to push the knife upwards from the boy's navel. Finally, the boy's abdomen was completely cut open.
Karina had never seen such a bloody and brutal scene in her life. She covered her mouth, and her whole body was shrouded in great fear.
When Karina was young, she had heard many horror stories about pirates. These men who lived on the sea were regarded as wild beasts and thugs by the civilized world. However, after coming to Nassau, she realized that the real pirates were different from the stories. They were humans too, and they had all kinds of emotions. Besides, most of the people here were reasonable. Some of them were wise and graceful like Zhang Heng.
As a result, her impression of pirates was completely changed until Wilton appeared, which reawakened the terrifying memories of pirates in the depths of her mind.
Blood dyed Wilton's right hand and the knife red. He took two steps back and tilted his head to admire his masterpiece. "Interesting. Did you know that even if someone's stomach is cut open, they won't die immediately?"
The way the female merchant looked at him had completely changed. She trembled and said, "Didn't I already promise you?"
"Yes, but this is an exception." Wilton took the handkerchief from his subordinate and wiped the blood off the knife. "This is not for sale. After all, other than making money, I have to find a way to have some fun, don't I?"
After that, he flashed two rows of white teeth at Karina. As Booker's cries grew weaker and weaker, Wilton's smile sent chills down her spine. "Don't worry.
"Don't worry, I won't quote a random price. Right now, a healthy black slave is worth five gold coins, so I'll sell you these experienced sailors for ten gold coins. Captain, you can double the price. I think this price is very reasonable. Apart from the four here, there are twenty-eight people on the ship. That's thirty-two in total. Oh, no, it's thirty-one now, so it's a total of 320 gold coins."
Karina tried to calm herself down, but when she spoke, she could hear her voice trembling. "I don't have that much money on hand right now."
"Then I'll have to trouble you." Wilton raised his eyebrows. "Tsk, tsk. I've already given you a very good price. I can't go any lower. But if you really don't have enough money, you can consider buying half of them. I can bring all the goods to you for you to choose from. How about it? Not bad, right? You decide whether they live or die. Those who are chosen will be grateful to you and work harder for you in the future. As for those who are left behind …"
Wilton paused. "Of course they will hate you, but it's okay. I'll help you solve this problem. Consider it an additional service for this deal."
"No, I want all of them. Not one less," Karina insisted.
"Didn't I make myself clear? I'll give you as many people as you give me. There's no room for negotiation here. "Wilton shook his head.
"Although I don't have that much cash, I still have property in the colony. Give me some time, and I'll get enough money." At that moment, Karina's heart was filled with humiliation. Her own transport ship had been robbed, and the other party tortured and killed one of the crew members in front of her. After that, they planned to sell the rest of the people to her. Not only did she agree to the deal, but she was also begging the other party to give her time to get the ransom.
Wilton rubbed his chin as if he was thinking about Karina's proposal. After a while, he walked up to Karina, used a knife to pick up a strand of her hair, and stuck his head out to sniff it.
Carina felt goosebumps all over her body. However, after the tragedy that befell Booker, no one knew what the lunatic Wilton would do next. The only thing she could do was stand still and close her eyes, praying that everything would be over soon.
However, after a while, she heard the demonic voice. "We've just arrived and are unfamiliar with this place. It just so happens that we need a guide. How about this? You can be our guide, and I'll agree to your request."
"What kind of person do you think I am?!" Karina opened her eyes, shocked and angry. "Those prostitutes in the brothel?"
"It doesn't matter. Being a young and inexperienced woman has its benefits. If you serve us well enough, we might even return your transport ship to you."
Karina's body trembled more and more violently. She couldn't tell if it was because of anger or fear.
However, just when she was about to lose hope, a familiar voice came from behind her.
"I don't think she likes people to be so close to her."
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