Red Hat! Red Blood!

Jiang Chuan looked at Kendi and said, "I'll go with you this time! I want to see what kind of storm a Red Hat can stir up!"

After Kendi received the order, he waited for Jiang Chuan at the dock. Jiang Chuan went to Laurie's office and said, "While I'm away, if there's anything you can't decide, find Sarah. Speed up the refitting of the Siren; we need her in combat as soon as possible. Also, accelerate the construction of the city walls."

After assigning tasks to Laurie, Jiang Chuan rushed to the dock. Sarah was still lying on a lounge chair, basking in the sun and watching the Siren being refitted. Jiang Chuan looked at Sarah and said, "I'll be dealing with the Red Hats during this time. Please keep an eye on things on the island for me."

Sarah said, "The Red Hats? Aren't you afraid of angering Gangplank by taking action against them? That would force us to advance our plan."

Jiang Chuan shook his head, "I'm just going to give the Red Hats a taste of their own medicine this time. If this troublesome Red Hat issue isn't resolved, the plan can't proceed."

Sarah lay on the chair and said, "Alright, go ahead. I'll watch the island for you."

Jiang Chuan smiled, "Thank you for your trouble."

Jiang Chuan walked to Kendi's small boat and frowned at the large boxes at Kendi's feet. "What's in these boxes?"

Kendi smiled, "These are items from Master Noah. They're modified firearms."

Jiang Chuan nodded, "Let's go to the slums."

Kendi rowed the small boat to a small dock in Bilgewater and moored it. Then, Kendi walked over and called someone to help move the boxes.

Jiang Chuan looked at Kendi and smiled, "Is this person reliable?"

Kendi patted his chest, "President, you can rest assured. This person is an old friend of mine and Laurie's. He's mute, and I usually take care of half his business."

Jiang Chuan patted Kendi's shoulder, "You can ask him to work on the island in the future." Due to the nature of Bilgewater, it was difficult for people with disabilities or those in vulnerable groups to survive. These vulnerable groups were often bullied by thugs. Jiang Chuan's rescue of the children in the slums was partly motivated by this idea.

Jiang Chuan watched the person's retreating back and said to Kendi, "Let's go. Remember to ask your friend to work on the island."

Kendi nodded, "Understood, President."

Jiang Chuan and Kendi arrived at the Iron Anchor Gang's residence in the slums. The First Army had just finished their training, everyone was drenched in sweat and panting. Kendi and Jiang Chuan put on masks. Kendi roared, "Assemble! What are you doing, slacking off?! The President is here today to discuss a mission with us. If anyone twists their ankle climbing the wall again, or if the team doesn't cooperate, everyone's training intensity will be doubled!"

Looking at the First Army's neat formation, Jiang Chuan said, "I'm sure you've all been extremely annoyed by those Red-headed Flies these past couple of days! Now, your opportunity has come. From now on, any Red Hat scout you catch will be dealt with on the spot. Anyone ordered by the Red Hats to spy will be taken to build the base as labor!"

"The Red Hats have already turned this place into their backyard. We will absolutely not tolerate such a thing. Starting tonight, four squads will be dispatched for patrol every day, both day and night. Especially at night, if anyone slacks off during patrol, I can let you go 'swimming' to your heart's content in the deep sea! Now, check your weapons!"

"Yes!"

The First Army picked up their weapons and checked them. Both the Mauser Guns and Machine Guns were polished until they gleamed. Jiang Chuan smiled, "Very good. Now, the entire team deploys. By nightfall, I want to see not a single Red Hat scout around!"

"Yes!"

The First Army picked up their weapons, divided into small teams, and spread out around the area. Soon, Jiang Chuan heard the continuous sound of gunfire.

Jiang Chuan returned to the camp and looked at the pitiful individuals in the house. Jiang Chuan said, "You now have two paths before you: one is to follow behind the Dark Sea Throne and stand tall on the land of Bilgewater with him, and the other is to continue being an unloved Little Beggar in the slums."

Jiang Chuan took out a stack of papers and gave it to Kendi, saying, "Anyone who wants to sign up, sign their name and leave a fingerprint over there."

Kendi sat behind the table and said, "Here, you can learn knowledge. No one will look down on you! You can live a better life!"

Jiang Chuan walked out of the camp and sat on the steps, quietly waiting for the First Army to return.

Before long, the First Army returned to the camp carrying many corpses. Jiang Chuan stood up and said coldly, "Chop off all their heads. Take your gear and carry these heads with me to throw them at the Red Hat headquarters."

In an instant, the entire camp was bloody, and heads rolled. Jiang Chuan picked up a head and led the way out of the camp. A group of people carrying heads walked in unison on the street, forming a magnificent and bloody spectacle wherever they went. Vultures circled in the sky. They were like wild dogs smelling carrion, gazing at the heads in the sky with drooling mouths.

Everyone in the slum stood by and watched the chilling procession. The air was filled only with the screeching of vultures and the neat footsteps of the First Army. Before long, Jiang Chuan and his men arrived at the entrance of the Red Hat headquarters. The Red Hat headquarters was on a luxuriously decorated street in the upper city. They had profited greatly from working under Gangplank.

Pero stood on the balcony of his room, looking at the Dark Sea Throne at the street corner not far away. Just as his subordinate had said, this group was like an undead army. The entire group was frighteningly quiet. The ferocious Sea Monster Masks added to their mysterious aura. Just as Pero was about to give the order to fire, the group stopped at the street corner and did not advance further. The leader threw something in his hand towards Pero's direction. Then Pero saw that each person in the group had a round object in their hand, still dripping with blood. When the first head landed in front of them, everyone on the street froze. They wanted to escape, but their legs felt as heavy as lead. No matter how much he commanded, their legs wouldn't move an inch.

Bloody heads rolled down the street. The scene was like something out of hell. Pero suppressed his fear and punched the balcony railing, roaring at his subordinates, "Fire! Kill these scumbags! Whoever brings me their leader's head will get three thousand gold coins!"

The Red Hat members' eyes lit up at the mention of three thousand gold coins. Three thousand gold coins were enough for a lifetime of luxury. It was an offer no one could refuse.

Just as they were about to act, someone shouted, "Damn it, they're throwing things again! How did they get so many heads!"

After throwing the grenades, Jiang Chuan immediately ordered a retreat. The First Army immediately turned and ran wildly. The Red Hat members realized something was wrong and shouted, "Chase them! That's three thousand gold coins!"

No one knew who shouted it, but many people suddenly ran out into the street. However, they didn't notice the small, smoking object under their feet.

"Boom!"

As soon as these people reached the street, they heard explosions under their feet. In such a narrow street, dozens of grenades were undoubtedly a great weapon. Everyone who ran out was killed by the shrapnel from the grenades. Some shrapnel still had enough force to embed themselves in the wall after killing one person. Smoke filled the street. The street was even quieter than before. Only a few lucky people who were not fatally wounded lay on the ground, groaning.

The smoke was blown away by the salty sea breeze, and Pero could finally see the scene on the street clearly. There were many corpses on the street, and shiny steel balls could still be seen on some walls. The blood had dyed the original ground dark red. Pero held onto the balcony railing, trying his best not to collapse. Cold sweat streamed down Pero's forehead, and his face was pale. The scene was like a sharp knife piercing his heart. The Dark Sea Throne's actions this time were undoubtedly a slap in his face, but he was powerless. Now his subordinates believed the story of the undead army. Pero knew that this group called the Dark Sea Throne was far more cruel and terrifying than he had ever imagined...