One Piece: Tyrant Bear

The bear was walking in this world, and his body began to feel the cold, so he shivered a little, trying to keep warm in this way, but the more he warmed, the colder he became.

"It's so cold."

The cold stimulated Xiong's nerves, he slowly opened his eyes, and the blurred light passed through the eyelids and entered the eyes.

It was not a bright hope, but a blinding cold.

He found that he was bound to the cross, his hands and feet were fastened to it, and there was an iron block at his waist, all made of Hailou stone.

In this situation, the bear still doesn't know what happened?

He seemed to be tortured like a prisoner, no, he was a prisoner.

The torture that hadn't happened for a long time finally came today. At first, Xiong thought they had forgotten him and didn't come to torture him.

Now, when disaster strikes, I don't know it.

Seeing the bear wake up, Hannibal put down the whip in his hand, it was covered with blood, it was red and bright, he approached, smiled and said: "Oh, finally woke up, I thought you had been sleeping all this time."

The pain, the deadly pain, passed through the flesh to the body, and he hissed, his brow furrowed.

Looking down at his body, it was covered with scars, it didn't matter, he felt the wound was hot and very uncomfortable.

"Hee hee, it's painful, isn't it? This is a whip soaked in salt water. It's most useful for dealing with stinky and hard pirates like you."

"Don't worry, you won't die so soon. The pirates in front have all survived this level. You won't be inferior to them, right?"

Hannibal was very happy, the whip in his hand came towards the bear's face.

Xiong looked at him calmly, his eyes sparkling with ice-like coldness.

"Oh, dare to stare at you, uncle, I think you are impatient and want to die."

"Clap clap clap."

"Clap clap clap."

"Hahahahaha."

The sound of laughter and whipping merged together and echoed in the prison.

Xiong watched the whips keep falling, and his body endured it once. The hot feeling made him frown. He didn't know how many whips he had eaten all the way down.

Disfigured, that's how you might describe yourself.

The clothes were tattered, soaked with his own blood, which was still seeping and dripping to the ground.

The cross on the back is full of blood, rolling fresh blood, flowing down the ground.

He was tired, half an hour, a full half an hour, not counting the previous whipping, the bear looked tired.

Hannibal, this person doesn't have a deep hatred for himself, does he?Why so against yourself?

Hostility, from his eyes, the bear felt hostility, strong hostility.

He didn't offend him, he has been doing his best, and never thought of running away.

"You are so tough, yes, I like it very much."

Turning his head, he said, "You guys come in."

Two soldiers came in, they were holding whips in their hands, there was no blood on them, and they looked at him suspiciously.

"Leave this person to you and beat me hard. It doesn't matter if he dies, you know?"

"Yes." The navy soldiers didn't understand. So, if the adults have orders, they just listen to them, and it's inconvenient to ask so many questions.

Hannibal went out to drink tea and take a break.

The navy soldier approached the bear and murmured, "It's unlucky for you to offend our director. He is very vengeful."

"We don't want to abuse you like this, it's just..."

"Okay, stop talking, let's start."

"Oh."

The marine soldier's growth was much lighter than Hannibal's, but the uncomfortable, hot pain did not weaken, but became more intense.

The two fought for a long time, about an hour, when Hannibal came in and was very satisfied with the masterpiece in front of him.

"Go and untie him, we will continue with the next program."

Whipping can only be the first step, there is a second step.

That is the fire, the burning flame, and they came to the fourth hell, the scorching hell.

The purpose is self-evident, they found the hottest place, where there was a stove with a pot on it.

Inside is boiling hot air, billowing bubbles come out, explode, and ascend to heaven.

The bear approached, the heat made him sweat, and the pain on his body became even more painful.

Sweat flowed down the wound, stimulating the pain, which was an unspeakable pain.

"put in."

Hannibal, who folded his arms, quietly watched the scene, the bear's body was put inside.