I quit the Straw Hats at the beginning and joined the Beasts Group

He directly recalled Kizaru, the general who was a user of the natural-type Pika Pika no Mi.

Now I can't wait to pull myself out.

However, he was not a real reckless man, and he was not prepared to cause trouble so soon.

Even if there really is a big fight, we will arrange for others to leave first.

"Lucci, you and Bruno go to Peninsula 66 and bring that guy back!" Ryan said directly.

Now, I have more people under my command, no longer just a few people.

Of course, it is impossible for him to do everything by himself.

"yes--"

……

And now――

Peninsula 66 is a port dedicated to the entry and exit of World Government ships.

"Greg Hollen, it's time for dinner... come here!" A government official threw a bowl of leftover rotten rice aside.

He impatiently kicked the ragged figure at his feet, who was curled up and tied there with an iron chain around his neck like a dog.

After a long time, the figure moved and raised his head slightly.

Shockingly.

He had no limbs and his eye sockets were empty, which looked a bit scary.

A worm that looks like a human is "wriggling" its body there.

He lay down next to the bowl and ate like a dog.

But at least the dog will lick.

He will not.

Because, not only does he have no limbs, he also has no eyes...

Not even a tongue...

"Hahaha, what a mess..."

The guards nearby sneered and said, "A once high-spirited general, a promising rear admiral of the Navy, has fallen to such a state!"

"Who told him to be so reckless as to attempt to attack the great world nobles?"

"Saint Chalmaco is a descendant of the Creator, with the noble blood of God flowing through his veins..." "It's your honor that your fiancée has been favored by God... Instead of offering her up obediently, you let your anger get the better of you because of a woman. You deserve this fate!"

"I heard that your beautiful fiancée has sold quite a few slaves!"

"Hahaha..."

Several guards were standing there, laughing without restraint.

But the figure lying there showed no signs of any movement.

Just concentrate on eating.

Tears? His tears had dried up, leaving only the still warm blood.

Anger? That thing couldn't heal his broken limbs, it would only lead to more ridicule and beatings. No matter how angry he was, he could only bury it deep in his heart, but it would never be easily extinguished.

The purpose of surviving until now is just to wait for an opportunity.

Although he lost his limbs, he still had the most primitive weapon of mankind - teeth.

Even without eyes, he still had the observation Haki that became even stronger due to his constant training day and night. He could even present invisible "pictures" in his mind.

Do those people think that he really cannot see those ugly faces that are either hypocritical, or pretending to be compassionate, or sarcastic, or extremely humiliating?

Even without his legs, his spine was still intact, and the strength he gained from constantly training his waist and abdomen allowed him to jump and pounce like a crocodile.

The Armament Haki that he persisted in training and tried hard not to let go of could also wrap around and strengthen his teeth.

Before dying, don't drag that damn Saint Chalmaco into hell.

He is not willing to die!

I do not know how long it has been.

Greg Holland lying there.

As if sensing something, he suddenly looked up.

"Plop, plop..." An afterimage invisible to the naked eye passed by.

Without any surprise, several guards of average strength fell there.

"Tsk tsk, it's really horrible..."

Lucci looked at the figure lying there, like a disabled person.

Greg Hollen lowered his head expressionlessly, indifferent.

He has heard similar words countless times in the past few years.

I've become numb.

No ripples.

"Someone asked me to take you away. I want to see if your heart of revenge has died..."

Lu Qi raised an eyebrow and asked calmly, "Do you want to leave with us?"

[How could the rage in my heart be extinguished so easily? ]

A deep voice.

It echoed in the minds of Lucci and Bruno.

They were shocked and their eyes widened.

I looked in disbelief at the man in front of me who had lost his limbs and eyes, but just looking at him with those empty eye sockets made me feel inexplicably chilled.

.......

Chapter 123: Resilience? Tyrannosaurus Rex? [Second Update]

"Tsk tsk..."

"It's really miserable!"

"The Celestial Dragons are truly despicable..."

"That's right, a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!"

"This kind of behavior... is truly chilling!"

When Lucci and Bruno came back with Greg Hollen.

Luo, Robin, Kaku, Wappa, Kalina, Brian Tony and others couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

There is shock, there is indignation, there is sympathy, there is pity...

There are so many different things.

[Blood Prison? Ryan, I heard about your deeds from the guards... Is that why you wanted to find me?]

Greg Hollen ignored the others and stared at Ryan, the leader, with his empty eyes.

The deep voice echoed in Ryan's mind.

"Has your Observation Haki reached this level?"

Ryan's pupils shrank in surprise.

When the Observation Haki reaches a certain level, one can communicate with others directly using "inner voice".

He was naturally very clear about it, and his Observation Haki, which had already reached the level of foreseeing the future, could also do it easily.

But unexpectedly, a rear admiral of the Navy Headquarters had his limbs chopped off, his eyes gouged out, his tongue pulled out, and was completely reduced to a cripple.

The Observation Haki can actually reach this level.

This really surprised Ryan.

At the same time, it is clear that the other person's heart has not really died.

"Interesting, I'm starting to look forward to you even more..."

Ryan looked at the other person.

Looking at that somewhat hideous and scary face.

Long-term malnutrition has caused his face to become sallow and skinny, and he exudes a frowning odor. His empty eye sockets make people's scalp tingle.

His expression was calm, and he got straight to the point: "We share a common goal, which is to overthrow the World Government and dethrone the biggest trash in the ocean..."

"How about it? Want to join us?"

"Or do you disdain to associate with pirates like us, and continue to uphold your own justice, willing to continue to linger and live like a dog?"

[Justice? That kind of thing no longer matters.]

Greg Hollen responded indifferently.

The passion that once filled my heart has long since cooled down.

All that's left is a heart full of anger.

He had already become disheartened by all this.

Even Admiral Akainu, who always shouts "absolute justice", did not dare to contradict the Celestial Dragons in the end.

The Admiral of the Navy, whom he once admired highly and thought was "very handsome" and regarded as his idol, Buddha's Warring States, looked so righteous, but he was just a hypocritical guy who went with the flow and shouted slogans of justice in vain.

After all, the navy that holds high the banner of justice is nothing more than a watchdog raised by the Celestial Dragons.

Although the Navy Headquarters had sent someone to tell him privately that after some time, when the Celestial Dragons had forgotten about this matter, they could take him away and settle him down, and even let the Navy Science Corps equip him with prosthetic limbs.

But what's the use of that?

Can his dead fiancée come back safely?

Can the heart of justice that has long been trampled into pieces by the Celestial Dragons be put back together?

"I heard from Rob Lucci... Is he the one with the ability of the Ope-no-nomi? That incredible ability of the nomi-nomi really has the potential to help me recover!"

"As long as you can crawl out of hell and take revenge on those high-ranking guys, I will sell my life to you!"

Greg Hollen's deep and resolute voice echoed in everyone's heart.

"That would be perfect..."

Ryan said with a smile.

Looking at the skinny figure in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little expectant.

If you, the former rear admiral of the Navy Headquarters who had a promising future, were to recover, how far could your rage carry you?

Greg Hollen!

"Then I'll take him to treatment now?"

Glancing at Greg Hollen, Luo asked Ryan.

Since there are so many lawless areas here, full of pirates, human traffickers, bounty hunters and the like, it should not be difficult to find suitable "accessories" to reattach their limbs.

After all, he is a tough guy who is so angry for his beloved that he dares to directly attack the Celestial Dragons.

Even if our positions were different in the past.

He also admired it very much.

"No, that's not necessary... Just give him a quick check for any injuries or hidden ailments!"

Ryan waved his hand.

Greg Holland's potential.

It was bigger than he had imagined.

Is there any substitute that is more suitable than one's own original limbs?

He didn't want the subsequent limbs to affect the other party's development potential.