One Piece God Bucky

Chapter 152
There were crowds of people on both sides of the street, and everyone either crowded around the street or opened their windows, curiously watching this grand and solemn wedding and the two wedding protagonists standing on the gorgeous carriage.

The music played and the gun salute cleared the way ahead, and the warm atmosphere continued to spread towards the distance.

In order to hold this wedding, a large part of the security team in the royal city and the soldiers in charge of the kingdom's castle were dispatched to maintain the order. Even the jailers in charge of the dungeon had to be dispatched. of sudden accidents.

Bucky stood on the carriage, watching the crowd below secretly pointing and whispering to him, but he couldn't help showing a smile on his face, but he was a little stiff.

He doesn't like the feeling of being restrained, being restrained by the white dress on his body and the eyes of the people below. This kind of cutscene really makes people feel uncomfortable, but now, the drama should be more adequate. , he stretched out his hand to hold Qixilu's big hand that felt like a ball of dough, and raised it high.

The people on both sides of the street immediately puffed up their palms very cooperatively. They were more or less envious of Bucky's luck. Although Qixilu's appearance was not very good-looking, they couldn't help that she was a princess of a country, and her identity was power. And a symbol of wealth. Furthermore, Xi Luo is only a daughter. If there is no accident, the red nose in front of me may inherit the throne of the king in the future.

It was not the first time that Qixilu was exposed to the public's sight. In fact, all the people were used to having such a princess who was not out of shape under the king's knees, so they didn't think that Qixilu's clothes at this time would There was something wrong, and Qi Qianlu didn't care about the gazes of those people at all. At this moment, Bucky held his hand, and her mind went blank.

And this wedding has only just begun.

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Outside the king's castle, in the barracks leading to the dungeon.

The whole room smelled of mellow wine, wine bottles were piled up all over the table, and four or five guards sat on the chairs, snoring again and again.

The door of the barracks was quietly pushed open, and the candles on the table that were about to bottom out were suddenly blown out by the breeze brought by the door, and the stone walls that had faintly reflected light under the candlelight suddenly became dim.

A guard who fell asleep with his neck on his back suddenly shivered and looked around in a daze. He still didn't know what happened, but felt that the back of his head was hit by a huge force, and he felt dizzy again. , then lowered his head unconsciously.

Several figures who had filed in earlier also knocked heavily on the backs of the heads of the other soldiers, making sure that all the soldiers in the barracks fell asleep before looking at the leader.

"Take all the keys from them."

Doyle looked at the guards. Yesterday, he managed to stuff some money to a certain restaurant cook who was in charge of the soldiers' meals, and sent over a basket of high-alcohol, mellow rice wine along with the meals.

Sure enough, as expected, the group of guards drank all the uninvited rice wine with great interest, and the result was that the guards in the barracks became like a piece of thin paper that could be broken easily. Paper.

However, some of the guards were mobilized to maintain the order of the wedding. Otherwise, even if Doyle could successfully break in, it would definitely not be in such a peaceful situation, but it is very likely to cause a strong commotion. will become very troublesome.

The present timing can be said to be just right.

"Captain." Several capable cadres of Doyle found a ring of keys on the guards and surrounded them again.

"Very well, let's go down." A smile hung on Doyle's face.

After trying all the keys in the key ring in his hand, he found the right key and finally opened the iron door of the underground passage.

Doyle and his party walked slowly towards the dark and damp underground.

There are not many prisoners in the cell, and each cell has almost only one prisoner wearing a prison uniform. However, the faces and spirits of this group of prisoners are not very good, and all of them are covered with scars. It seems that they have suffered a lot of abuse and abuse. penalty.

And there were not many guards patrolling the dungeon, only a few of them. Before they could make a sound, they were knocked to the ground by the cadres of the Silver Wing Pirates with quick eyesight and quick hands.

As Doyle walked forward, he looked left and right. The dungeon was not as tight as he imagined, and there was no surveillance phone bug in the corner that could deliver instant messages. This made Doyle heave a sigh of relief in his heart.

Things wouldn't be so troublesome if there were no monitoring phone bugs.

"Hey, help me!!"

At first, these prisoners looked at Doyle and his party numbly. After the cadres of the Silver Wing Pirates took action and subdued the guards, they finally felt that something was wrong and quickly got up, crawling like earthworms. His hands with veins rested on the grille and kept shaking, and the chains on his wrists kept making "jingling" sounds.

puff!
Doyle's silver-white cane turned around in the air like a magic trick, and saw a flash of silver light, and a cold light fell impartially on the neck of the nearest prisoner leaning on the grille, and immediately The palm of the hand was turned ninety degrees, and a head flew out from the neck in an instant. The blood sprayed out like a spring, and the corpse collapsed powerlessly on the ground, leaving only one finger still twitching instinctively.

Doyle didn't know when he had retracted the silver-white rapier into his cane, and his body wasn't stained with blood at all. He turned his head and glanced at the dumbfounded prisoners in the other cells who didn't dare to make any more noises. There was an approachable smile on his face, "Don't trouble me."

The prisoners swallowed with expressions changed drastically, and carefully held the chains in their hands. How could they dare to make a big noise? Although they would be abused by the jailers from time to time, at least they could survive, but if If you angered the man in front of you who drew a knife to kill someone who didn't agree with each other, what you want is your own life! !

Doyle needed this effect, he took a step and continued to walk deep into the dungeon.

He went all the way to the depths of the dungeon and did not see Tinker, Jas and their men. Doyle went down the stairs and went to the next level of the dungeon.

After walking to the next level of the dungeon, the surrounding environment obviously became quieter. The faint candlelight illuminated the empty cell. After walking a few steps, I finally saw some figures... and Ting in the water prison. Jack and Jas.

(End of this chapter)