Roy suddenly thought of something. The Naga killer had now sneaked into the ship and was in the storage room behind the kitchen on the first deck.

The socks on his feet were stuffed into his mouth, making it difficult for him to breathe.

There was no part of his body that was not painful. His hands were hung up by iron hooks. He didn't feel anything bad at first, but after being hung for a quarter of an hour, Roy finally realized that this feeling was unpleasant.

The muscles in my arms began to ache and spasm, but if I didn't exert force, the joints in my arms seemed to be broken.

Roy felt that the ligaments in his arms had been completely strained. If he was not released from the hook in time, both arms would be completely destroyed.

Roy tried to struggle, but unfortunately he couldn't break free...

At this moment, there was a clicking sound at the door of the bottom cabin, as if someone was trying to pick the big lock of the cabin door.

Not long after, a crash was heard, and all the iron locks and chains fell into the water.

Then the cabin door was pushed open by a big hand covered with scales, and a familiar figure slipped into the bottom cabin. The moment he entered, Roy could see clearly that it was the Naga killer he met on the street in the morning.

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Chapter completed!