Morning, 11:30 am.
On the beach to the East of cannabis Island, 50 fully armed Pirates were neatly divided into two rows, standing like well-trained soldiers.
In the middle of the two lines, there was an open space about ten meters wide.
There were three people in the open space. Two of them were standing, and one was kneeling ...
They were the pirate captain, Wei Dehua. Grey, first mate Max. Grey, and ... Famous director, former pirate, James. Francis. He wasn't deaf.
At this moment, four cameras were being operated by four professional cameramen, and they were aimed at the three of them from different angles.
"Tsk ... In the end, we can only record it ..." The grey-bearded man mumbled with a displeased expression.
