Instigator and Protector of Violence-Chapter 356: The Burning Ship

Vasini stands in front of the large ship.

He used to be a wanderer of the sea, drifting through many ships.

He has been to many places and met many people.

So he knows very well that to be the new captain on an old ship, the most important thing is...

"Everyone, let's go inside and have a look, show me around."

He extends his hand, making an inviting gesture.

"Of course, Mr. Vasini, please!"

Those people are very humble.

Vasini unhesitatingly pushed open a specially crafted large door on the ship's hull and walked inside.

Afterwards, the others followed him in one after another.

The cabin was already lit, clearly aware that Vasini would come.

Through the lower deck, everyone slowly made their way to the meeting hall that had already been set up.

This meeting hall was very dark and foul-smelling during Xi Wen's era because Old Xi Wen liked to eat raw fish here and never cleaned up afterward, leading to a lot of rotten fish over time.

However, after Old Xi Wen's death, this place was naturally no longer a forbidden zone. It had been cleaned before Vasini came, and incense was used, making the smell no longer unbearable.

Looking at the chair located at the deepest, most central part of the hall, Vasini did not sit down, but turned back to look at the others.

"Everyone, take a seat first, then we'll talk."

No one dared to defy Vasini's intentions.

Anyway, he was already here; there wouldn't be any changes in the situation.

He was willing to sit down and talk, so it wouldn't exceed too many expectations.

The key figures of Little Ibia, one by one, sat down in the meeting hall.

Vasini looked at these people with satisfaction.

Hard-headed Mo Lun stood behind him.

Like a wolf ready to pounce at any moment.

"What do you want?"

Vasini still hadn't sat in that pilot seat, but spread his legs and looked around at everyone.

"We don't want anything; we just want to live well."

It was still that little old man named Finn who led the way earlier, still so humble.

But Vasini knew very well that this guy controlled half of the casinos in Little Ibia, and the grey businesses. Even when Old Xi Wen was around, he couldn't completely suppress him.

"What about you?"

Vasini looked at the others.

Their responses were naturally the same, nodding repeatedly and saying, "We just want to survive."

"Very good."

Vasini nodded.

His nod was clearly like a signal, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Things seemed to be able to be resolved peacefully.

After all, it was just another person sitting in that chair...

Just as this thought flashed through their minds, Vasini suddenly opened his palm.

In his hand was a dark razor.

Before anyone present could react, the razor disappeared.

Then, one person fell.

Two people.

Three people.

Throat-Cutter Neil was wantonly slaughtering at the heart of what was once Little Ibia.

Among the crowd, there were still some who wanted to struggle, getting up to rush towards Vasini.

Without Vasini needing to act, Mo Lun, who was waiting in the wings behind him, acted.

Ten minutes later.

Outside the ship, people of Little Ibia were anxiously waiting.

Soon, they saw Vasini and Mo Lun slowly walk out from the large door, with what seemed like some blood on Mo Lun's body...

Vasini walked to the outside of the ship, glanced at the sky, then shook his head.

"It's really hot..."

Mo Lun seemed to receive a signal, pulled out a match, and threw it towards the ship behind him.

In such hot weather, the fire would always burn vigorously.

Watching the ship that was once a symbol of Little Ibia catch fire, and seeing none of those who went in with Vasini come out, the people outside soon realized what had happened.

They yelled angrily, wanting to attack Vasini.

But gunfire stopped them from taking further action.

A series of dense, typewriter-like rumbling sounds shocked everyone into submission.

A group of men wielding Wenster typewriters rushed out from all corners, surrounding Vasini.

These were the most loyal Martinos Clan members.

After last night, they had grown into real warriors.

And Little Ibia, after Sea King Lockeby withdrew everyone this morning, no longer had anyone who could truly be called a warrior.

"I know you are scared, angry."

At this moment, Vasini began to speak.

He glanced at the blazing ship behind him and continued, "But I want to tell you that an era has ended, and the past days won't come back."

These words clearly unsettled the people present even more.

"But I won't make things difficult for you, you are all ordinary people, and I too am just an ordinary person. All I want to do is tear down this damned place's walls and let it return to the embrace of the South District. From now on, we are all family."

Listening to Vasini say he wouldn't make things difficult for everyone, some believed, some half-believed, and more were concerned about the words about tearing down the walls.

Little Ibia was already used to being self-sufficient, really tearing down the walls was a frightening prospect.

"Besides tearing down the walls, I won't do anything else, I won't hurt anyone else, I promise."

After saying this, Vasini didn't speak anymore, just quietly watched the large ship continue to burn.

This ship was obviously made of the finest materials, burning for a long time, for half a day.

By three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the fire burning the ship only began to extinguish.

And Little Ibia's walls were torn down before the ship burned down completely.

The destruction of this ship appeared to be a signal; from today, Little Ibia was no longer a city-within-a-city, it returned to being a part of the South District.

Many who might have spent half their lives closed within were cautiously stepping beyond the recently torn-down wall to look at the world outside.

Then they found that perhaps, the outside world wasn't as terrifying as they thought.

The most excited person about Little Ibia's change wasn't Vasini.

The most excited person was standing outside Little Ibia at that moment, looking at this hot land with shining eyes.

"Actually... it actually worked."

John Hott was so thrilled that he was trembling slightly.

He had been eyeing this place for a long time; the hardest part was figuring out how to break through.

And he had just mentioned it to Ethan not long ago, and unexpectedly, it happened?

Palon was standing by his side, seemingly indifferent, just squinting his eyes to avoid the still glaring sun, saying, "What the young master wants to do, there's nothing he can't accomplish."