Chương 1807: Subjugating Weibull (3)

"Listen to me, old man!"

Murat threatened viciously, with a hint of chill in his voice.

"If you dare to play any tricks again, I will show no mercy to this dagger and take your life directly!"

As he spoke, he applied a little force to the dagger, leaving a thin bloody mark on Bajin's fragile neck, and blood immediately seeped out.

Ba Jin was frightened out of her wits by this sudden scene, and cold sweat kept pouring down her forehead.

Her eyes widened, her face filled with fear, her body trembling uncontrollably, and she nodded desperately, fearing that she would accidentally anger the ferocious Murat in front of her.

At this time, Napoleon seemed to be completely unaware of what was happening behind him, and was still talking to Weeble with a smile on his face.

"Weibull, are you hungry?"

His tone was full of concern, as if he was really just concerned about Weeble's food and clothing.

When Weeble heard Napoleon's words, his stomach seemed to be under a spell and immediately made a "gurgling" sound. The sound was particularly clear in the silent environment, and undoubtedly exposed his current state of unbearable hunger.

Napoleon's smile widened upon seeing this. He opened his arms and said warmly, "In that case, we can be considered acquaintances after fighting! How about this? I'll invite you and your mother to dinner. Let's have a grand banquet and celebrate properly, how about that?"

When Weibull heard the three words "hold a banquet", his eyes suddenly lit up and flashed with excitement.

"Holding a party? Weeble loves holding parties!"

His voice was filled with joy, as if this news was something he had been looking forward to.

There was a purity and innocence in Wilbur's little eyes that reminded people of childlike innocence.

This childlike behavior made Napoleon feel an inexplicable sense of guilt.

He felt like he was deceiving a child, taking advantage of his innocence to achieve some goal.

Napoleon tried hard to dispel these inappropriate thoughts, calmed himself down, and then answered affirmatively: "Yes, it is a banquet, and your mother agrees!"

As he spoke, he turned slightly to show Ba Jin behind him to Weibull.

Napoleon placed one of his large hands firmly on Bakin's shoulder, as if to signal her to comply with his words.

Although his tone was calm, there was no warmth in it, making people feel a little cold.

Ba Jin naturally understood what Napoleon meant. She knew that if her answer could not satisfy the boy in front of her, then what was waiting for her next would definitely not be good.

So she nodded quickly, forced a smile that was uglier than crying, and said eagerly: "That's right, son, let's have a party, we will have a party with Captain Napoleon!"

"Yeah, Weeble loves to have parties!"

Weevil cheered excitedly, his huge body trembling with excitement, even causing the ground to shake three times.

He didn't care at all about the horrible-looking wounds on his body. At this moment, he was like a child, looking forward to the arrival of the banquet with joy.

Seeing Weibull so happy, Napoleon couldn't help but smile. He said to Weibull, "Let's go, I'll take you to the banquet!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked ahead with Bajin.

Originally, there was a tense atmosphere between Napoleon and Bakin, with both sides unwilling to give up and fighting to the death.

At this moment, they suddenly seemed to have forgotten their previous hostility and began to reconcile as before.

All these changes happened so quickly that it caught people off guard.

Everyone else seemed to be aware of the situation except Weeble, who was still kept in the dark.

They were just playing a show with Napoleon.

The group left the desolate island that had been destroyed beyond recognition and boarded the Lion.

As soon as he got on the boat, Napoleon winked at Murat and the other two.

Murat and the other two immediately understood what she meant. They walked quickly to Bakin and took her away without saying anything, regardless of whether Bakin agreed or not.

Along the way, Murat and the other two chatted with Bakin as they walked, and the atmosphere seemed extremely harmonious, as if nothing unpleasant had ever happened between them.

"I've heard of your great name for a long time now, it's like thunder in my ears! Seeing you today, I can see that your reputation is truly well-deserved! Could you please tell us, the younger generation, the story of those days?"

Murat said this with a flattering smile, while one of his hands tightly clamped Bakin like a pair of pliers, and the other hand held a sharp knife, which was pressed against Bakin's back. As long as Bakin moved slightly, the knife would pierce her heart without hesitation.

Faced with such a threat, Bakin's face turned very ugly, but she still forced a smile and said, "Weeble, just get along well with Captain Napoleon. Mom will go tell a story to the uncles."

After saying this, Bajin walked towards the cabin without looking back, as if he was not worried about his own safety at all.

Wilbur sat on the deck, unaware of all this. He simply thought that his mother was going to tell stories to others and did not realize the danger.

Hearing what his mother said, Weibull shouted happily: "Okay, Mom, I want to listen to stories too!"

His voice was honest and loud, revealing a childlike innocence.

Watching Bakin walk into the cabin, Napoleon walked up to Weeble and asked, "Weeble, are you willing to join the Lion Pirates?"

Napoleon's tone was gentle, but there seemed to be some deep meaning hidden in it.

Weibull had already let go of his hostility towards Napoleon. When he heard his question, Weibull quickly shook his head and answered firmly: "No, I am my mother's son, and I want to follow my mother!"

His words were simple and direct, without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing this, Napoleon thought to himself that if he wanted to successfully bring Weeble under his command, he would have to spend more time and effort on Bakin.

So, he decided to further test Weibull's reaction and continued, "What if your mother doesn't want you anymore?"

Before he finished speaking, Napoleon noticed that Weeble's emotions were instantly ignited.

Weibull's face turned gloomy. He widened his eyes and roared angrily, "How could Mommy not want Weibull! Big guy, don't talk nonsense! Otherwise, even if you are Mommy's friend, Weibull will never let you go!"

Weibull's roar was deafening, as if it was going to overturn the entire sea surface.