This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

Chapter 91 Drake: I am one of my own

Putting away the military phone bug, Ron subconsciously frowned.

For Jinbei who "refuses the urgent summoning of the King Qibukai", the word used by Sengoku is "bring back to the city of advancement", not "crusade".

The difference here is actually huge.

Naval bosses known as "smart generals" like the Warring States Period are often very particular about the choice of words.

"Crusade" is a word that symbolizes violent resistance. Generally speaking, "crusade" is used to characterize military operations, which generally means that life and death battles will take place.

But "bringing back"...means that the "Haixia" of Qiwuhai under the king is very flat, and he may not have much resistance in the face of the arrival of the navy.

"Is it because of the Fishman Island..."

Ron frowned and muttered to himself.

Jinbe is different from other kings Qiwuhai. He accepted the government's Zhao'an and became a member of Qiwuhai not for personal gain and realization of his ambitions.

It is to better seek legitimate and legal interests and status for the Murloc Island and the Murloc Clan, and at the same time to exist as a representative of the Murloc Clan.

This means that if Jinbei has flaws, the Murloc Island and the entire Murloc clan he guards are his greatest weaknesses.

Thinking of this, Ron shook his head.

In any case, since the Warring States period had given him an order, he had to go this trip.

Just when he was about to take action, a scene that made him dumbfounded appeared on the monitoring phone bug screen in front of him.

I saw a figure in a prison uniform grinning and dancing at the camera of the monitoring phone bug on the screen of a phone bug in the scorching hell on the fourth floor of the underground city that was in charge of monitoring.

The corner of Ron's mouth twitched involuntarily.

"I did wrong you... Drake."

He smiled mischievously.

Immediately, he took a step forward and walked towards Drake's cell.

The flames burned on the ground, and the scorching air became distorted visible to the naked eye.

"Major General Ron!!"

Just before Ron came to the cell where Drake was held, a voice not far away called him.

Ron turned around and saw Hannibal running over excitedly holding a steel fork.

"'Fire Fist' Ace has been baptized, and has now been escorted to the sixth level of infinite hell!"

Hannibal raised his head proudly, waiting eagerly for Ron's compliment.

Ron smiled and said:

"Good job, but Hannibal, shouldn't you report this to Director Magellan?"

Hannibal subconsciously said:

"Of course, I have to report to you, a naval hero, before I can get merit and praise."

As soon as the words came out, he subconsciously covered his mouth.

"Ah, no, I mean, escorting 'Fire Fist' Ace is the task you are responsible for, Major General Ron, and you have the first right to know!"

Ron: "..."

He rolled his eyes, got back to the topic, and pointed to the cell door in front of him.

"You came just in time. Open this door for me. I want to chat with the criminal inside."

Hannibal glanced inside through the iron gate made of Hailou stone, and carefully lowered his voice and said:

"Major General Ron, the guys imprisoned here are not simple."

"He is a supernova pirate with a bounty of over [-] million, X Drake!! His strength is terrifying!!"

"Opening this cell door, I'm afraid of what kind of accident it will cause."

Ron gave him a relaxed smile:

"I know that Derek was escorted to the city after I defeated him. It's okay to open the prison door. I have a sense of proportion. If something happens, I will bear it."

Hannibal's face suddenly became embarrassed,

"Ah, this... this is not easy to handle..."

Ron said lightly:

"I originally said that after returning to the headquarters, I would help you say a few words to the Marshal of the Warring States..."

Click!

The cell door opened suddenly, and Hannibal stood in front of the cell door with his head held high, raised his hand and saluted solemnly:

"Major General Ron! The cell door has been opened! Please do as you please!"

Ron:  …

He glanced at Hannibal who was standing there with an upright face, a black line floated on his forehead.

Good guy, you are really not sleepy when it comes to promotion...

He said angrily:

"Come back in five minutes and open the cell door."

As he said that, he shook his hand to make Hannibal disappear.

The voice just fell,

There was only a whoosh, and Hannibal's figure disappeared in a gust of wind.

Ron's mouth twitched again.

He sighed, walked into the cell, and the heavy iron door closed behind him heavily.

It was very dark inside the cage, except for a weak oil lamp flickering on the wall like a will-o'-the-wisp.

Ron hadn't adapted to the difference in light for a while, but the next moment he felt a pair of hands tightly hugging his legs, and he knelt down on the ground with a bang.

He was taken aback for a moment, then looked down.

I saw Derek kneeling in front of him with red eyes, hugging his feet tightly, crying and choking:

"Major General Ron, save me!!"

"I am one of my own!!"

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at the same time.

Advance to the basement five floors of the city, the extremely cold hell.

The booming sound of the elevator sounded, and with a dull sound, the huge elevator stopped, and the two telescopic iron bars slowly unfolded.

Garp stepped out of the elevator expressionlessly, followed by Domino.

"Mr. Karp, the temperature here is already below minus 20 degrees, do you need warm clothes?"

Domino was tightly wrapped in a thick fluffy coat. Feeling the icy knife-like wind, his body shrank, and he couldn't help saying.

Garp shook his head and hissed:

"The old man is fine, lead the way, please."

The extremely cold hell on the fifth floor underground is a land of ice and snow, which is completely different from the scorching hell on the fourth floor underground. On both sides of the corridor, there are even many corpses of prisoners who were frozen to death and then buried in ice and snow.

Domino was keenly aware of the coldness in Garp's tone, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

As the same "Naval Hero", Rear Admiral Ron is more handsome and gentle... She couldn't help but have such a thought in her heart.

Half an hour later, the two of them traveled through the icy storm and came to a huge, sinking staircase.

From the perspective of the two of them, at the end of the sunken stairs is a gate as thick as a city wall.

The gate is purely made of high-purity sea stone, and the door is equipped with a bolt.

This also means that this door can only be opened from the outside and cannot be destroyed from the inside.

"Mr. Karp, this is the entrance to the sixth level of infinite hell."

"The people held here are the most brutal and terrifying criminals in the world."

"I can only send you here. According to the iron rules of the promotion city, except for the director and deputy director, no member of the promotion city has the authority to enter the sixth floor."

Domino shook the snowflakes on his hair and shoulders, exhaled a white breath, and said in a low voice.

Karp was silent.

He stared blankly at the heavy door, clenched his fists tightly, but finally loosened them slowly.

"The old man understands, you just wait here for the old man."

He said.

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I ask for all support, I love you, thank you so much! !

Chapter 92

Click!

The hard, cold latch lifted.

rumbling...