As Raymond Robinson's words hit the ground, a group of his men immediately stepped forward, ready to take the Sharkman away.
"Wait!"
William Cole shouted loudly, standing in front of Raymond Robinson's men: "Raymond Robinson, what are you doing?"
"William Cole, what do you think I am doing?"
Raymond Robinson let out a cold laugh: "Isn't that a rhetorical question?"
"Since the Sharkman has boarded the ship, naturally, we must take him away to kill him."
"Would you rather let him go back, and then tell other Sharkmen to attack us?"
William Cole was stunned, "What do you mean, 'kill'?"
"Why would you kill them?"
"These Sharkmen have evolved nicely, perhaps a branch of humanity, seeing that they have already developed a complete language system, they may just well be humans."
"They have human rights too, what gives you the right to say we should kill them?"