The hero behind One Piece

"Of course it's best if you can catch him without any help." Magellan also put away the three swaying poisonous dragons. This nerve gas will unconsciously spill into the air, and the surrounding prisoners may not be able to hold on for long.

Their sins do not lead to death, at least for now.

"I just have some hobbies, and I'm not a fool. I can't stand you two monsters coming together." Shiliu said mockingly, leaning against the wall of the prison with his hands folded.

"Hey, why don't you beat me?" A grumpy voice came from the dark depths of the cell. There were actually prisoners who had not been poisoned.

Arnold's heart felt cold. Beaten to death, this was all the business of Xi Jinping City. When did a prisoner get his turn to interrupt?

He was too lazy to ask the jailer to get the key, so he just put armed colors on his arms. With a "clang" sound, he opened the heavy cell door with one palm.

As for the minor injury just now, it was easily cured long ago.

I saw a guy sitting in the shadows with a horn on his head. His limbs were chained to the wall with huge iron chains, making him unable to move.

He did not wear a prison uniform like the others, but instead wore a luxurious fur coat, and two yellow gloves like iron hoops on his hands.

"Arnold, you are such a bastard. I am very happy to see this. Let them start fighting again.

At worst, if they all die, I will be your director! "The man who was locked in the shadow shouted sternly.

Arnold recognized him as the King of Evil, a rare arrogant bastard in level 6.

But being arrogant does not mean that you will be afraid of him.

Slap him in the face,

Although he doesn't like to torture prisoners like Yu Zhiliu, he never shows mercy when it's time to teach him a lesson.

This is common sense for survival.

"You don't want these gloves anymore, do you?" Arnold knelt down and began to break off the evil king's iron-hooked gloves.

"It hurts, it hurts, it's the same thing as my arm!" The King of Evil Zheng begged for mercy.

He now knows that he was wrong, but the punishment he deserves is inevitable.

Arnold picked up the evil king's collar and punched him one after another, causing blood to vomit from his mouth.

Although he was a special prisoner appointed by the World Government, and he could not take his life privately, but he could occasionally teach him a lesson. Even if Magellan was right in front of him, he would just turn a blind eye and act like he didn't see it.

At this time, Hannibal hurried over wearing a gas mask and a team of jailers.

Seeing that Magellan had put away the poisonous cloud, knowing that the matter was over, he sadly pulled off his mask, knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

"I almost became the director!"

Magellan ignored his crazy words, which he had heard countless times since he took over as director.

If you listened to them all, you would be pissed to death.

Hannibal had not violated the rules. He relied on Arnold when he was outside, and he still had to rely on him to take charge of the work when he had diarrhea.

"Come here, take off his saber and lock him up here." Magellan ordered the jailer on the side, startling him.

The young jailer approached Yu Zhiliu cautiously, and was not paralyzed by the relaxed expression on his face. He had always heard a lot about the cruel methods of the warden.

Shiliu raised his hands high, still holding a cigar in his mouth and didn't care, allowing the jailer to take off his saber tremblingly.

"Sir, what crime should you charge the warden?" A jailer next to him took out a white booklet and asked cautiously.

Magellan is the king of this hell. He said that guilty means guilty. In this place, there is a darkness hidden that even the world government cannot control.

However, there are still some procedures to go through. Magellan himself also liked the trial.

"Then let's get the death penalty." Magellan thought as he scratched his chin with his big hand.

The young jailer who was collecting Shiliu's saber was startled, his hands trembled, and Leiyu almost dropped it to the ground.

Xiliu took advantage of the situation and picked up Leiyu and held it in his hand again.

Everyone present felt a chill behind them and their nerves were extremely tense.

Hannibal was so frightened that he even hid behind Magellan, only daring to peek out with one eye.

Magellan looked at him coldly and stood there without speaking. No matter what move Shiliu planned to make, he could accompany him to the end.

Arnold also noticed the movement outside, put down the collar of the evil king, and stared at Shiliu's every move.

"The death penalty? It's a suitable way to die for me."

Shiliu's fingers rubbed the scabbard and said affectionately.

He pressed Lei Yu onto the young jailer and said with a big smile: "Keep it well, this is a famous sword."

The jailer held the long knife tremblingly and took several steps back before he stabilized himself.

Everyone was relieved when they saw that he was not planning to fight to the death.

Hannibal patted his belly and walked out from behind Magellan, picked up his steel fork, and stood majestically beside him, as if he had never moved from his position just now.

"Director, the warden has a surrender complex. According to the rules, the sentence should be commuted as appropriate." A jailer reminded him obediently.

Everyone looked surprised, and all eyes turned to the man who was qualified to make the decision.

"That's true." Magellan rubbed his chin and thought.

A cruel sneer appeared on Xiliu's face. He knew Magellan's character deeply, and the result was obvious.

"Then let's suspend the execution." Magellan turned around without looking back, not minding pointing his back at Shiliu.

"I'm going to a closed place now."

"You must have gone back to the warden's room to have diarrhea!" the jailer said in unison behind him.

Hannibal was still smiling when he saw the gorilla leaving, and he seized the opportunity to indulge in the Director's addiction.

When I came back to my senses, I suddenly felt a little scared, and I rubbed my face with sweat.

In this way, wouldn’t he have the highest official position?

So should I take care of Xiliu myself?

The more Hannibal thought about it, the more nervous he became, his body became extremely stiff, and heaps of sweat dripped down.

"Deputy Director, why are you sweating?" The jailer next to him took out a towel and said flatteringly.

"It's too hot here." Hannibal took the towel and wiped it, then pulled the top he wasn't wearing at all.

The other jailers felt the temperature of level 6 in confusion, which was not surprising.

Hannibal came back to his senses and discovered the problem, and awkwardly took off the dog-headed headdress and held it in his arms.

My forehead is hot, right! It's forehead fever.

"Ah, No, it's up to you to imprison Shiliu." Hannibal suddenly noticed Arnold, he breathed a sigh of relief and said as if he was being pardoned.

Arnold responded and walked out of the cage,

Hannibal is his commander no matter what, and he still understands the rules of Impel Down.

When Arnold came to Xiliu, he seemed to be a head shorter, but he didn't feel scared at all.

Shiliu, who just took the knife, might still cause some trouble for himself.

Now?

What can you do to yourself with nothing?

"Lan, are you okay?" Xi Liu was not afraid of him and actually spoke first.

"Ah."

Xiliu did not continue to speak, but left a meaningful and sinister smile.

After a long silence, Arnold took it as if he had finished his last words.

Put Shiliu in a separate cell so that he can be protected from the spit of other prisoners,

Helping him is helping yourself, which will help maintain the overall majesty of Impel City's top brass.

As usual, four large sea-floor stone chains were arranged. According to his strength, they were absolutely indispensable.

As for vulgar swearing? Even Magellan, the administrator, was not immune.

In order to respect the status of the warden, Arnold did not ask him to take off the black uniform that represented pride and power here as usual.

The matter was finally settled properly, and Hannibal and the others dispersed cursing.

Arnold couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, finally able to rest.