Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 972 There are more than 500 bachelors on board

Pulling wool should also be restrained.

You can't catch a sheep all the time, it's not good to scare brother Ming, a fat sheep, away.

Therefore, someone from Lei said very politely that he will leave Dressrosa with the crew early tomorrow morning, everyone will get together and see each other, and will never make things difficult for the brothers...

Brother Ming was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

These plague gods, the sooner they get out, the better.

Before Renn could speak, he took the initiative to ask if there was anything that needed the help of the Don Quixote family. As long as he could do it, he would never delay.

"This..." Ren thought for a moment, then said with a smile, "Brother Ming, to tell you the truth, brother, my car, the Lion, is a bit small, and it's a bit crowded with more than 600 people.

If there is another boat, it will be more convenient to leave tomorrow. "

Brother Ming: "..."

(￣△￣;), got it, before I leave, I want to prostitute him a pirate ship, right?

With MMP in his heart, Brother Ming still had a smile on his face, pretending to be bold and saying:
"This is a trivial matter. The Don Quixote family can gift the Lionheart Pirates an imitation warship in friendship. It is right to celebrate your becoming the Four Emperors in advance."

Just treat it as a disaster.

In order to send away this group of plague gods quickly, he also worked very hard.

Ren suddenly grinned: "Hahahaha... how embarrassing this is."

Brother Ming: "..."

Bah, shameless, I feel really embarrassed, you can pay for it.

After thinking about it, Tian Yesha still refrained from scolding his mother, and it was already an unexpected joy to be able to send this group of uncles away tomorrow morning.

For this reason, it is nothing to pay for a pirate ship.

It was agreed that the Lionheart Pirates would leave tomorrow, and the atmosphere at the banquet eased a lot. Brother Ming was in the mood to let some beautiful dancers, singers and various instrumentalists come up to perform singing and dancing.

Everyone eats, drinks, and talks about unnutritious topics, but the host and guest enjoy themselves.

As for the matter of the "Holy Judgment" and the killer of the CP organization, neither side mentioned it again.

Although Tian Yasha was very curious about what happened, he knew that it was difficult to find out the inside story with his own strength, and the most important thing was to calm things down.

In this way, the banquet lasted until three o'clock in the morning, and everyone dispersed.

.........

At night, the stars and the moon are shining brightly.

In the dock area, several towering lighthouses were still on, and everything was silent, and the Lion was moored quietly on the sparkling sea.

After the banquet, Ren did not return to the hotel, but returned directly to the cabin.

He didn't lie to Tian Yasha, the Lionheart Pirates would leave here at dawn.

Instead of going to the bedroom, Ren came to the storage room area on the second floor.

Barrett, Lu Qi, Kalifa and others are all guarding here.

All kinds of sundries in the room had been tidied up and piled neatly aside. More than 20 killers from the CP agency were tied hands and feet and shackled, sitting on the clean floor with their backs against the wall.

They all had wounds on their bodies, their clothes were blood-stained, their breath was weak, and their expressions were numb.

For killers, mission failure often means loss of value and death.

Even if the enemy doesn't kill them and escapes by chance, the severe punishment after the mission fails is enough for them to drink a pot.

"Did the intelligence torture go well?"

Ren came over, glanced at the group of killers, and asked casually.

"It's not going well."

Kalifa, the female secretary with attractive long legs, wearing sexy fishnet stockings and a black uniform, shook her head, "Except for a few people who revealed all the information they knew, the rest of them didn't say a word."

"Ok?"

Ren raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you all swear before that, after a set of torture, they will be honest about the color of their mother's underwear?"

Kalifa: "..."

(￢_￢;), the color of goddamn mother's panties... You said it yourself, she's sure they didn't promise it.

Ren reached out and lifted Kalifa's smooth chin, and smiled:

"I understand. Could it be that they are both killers, and they feel a bit sad about what happened to these former colleagues, and can't do anything?"

The female secretary who was molested raised her hand to slap his salty pig's hand, turned her head away, and said with a sneer:
"Don't be funny, I don't know any of this group of people, and I won't frown if they die."

Talking about feelings with a killer is ridiculous.

If it is said that they are members of the original CP9 team, there is still some fetters and friendship between them, but for the rest of the CP department, hehe.

Not to mention, she has degenerated from a civil servant to a female pirate.

"Captain, it's not that we can't do it."

The werewolf Gabra licked his lips with his tongue, and smiled cruelly, "The main reason is that there is a lack of corresponding torture instruments on board, otherwise, I am sure to pry open the mouths of at least half of them."

Pirates are not a spy agency.

Some fruit knives, leather whips and steel needles could barely be used as torture tools on the boat.

Just such a simple thing, used to serve a group of elite killers and high-level spies, the effect is naturally very mediocre.

And Ren also explained that too cruel and inhumane punishment should not be used.

For this group of captives, Kalifa and the others just whipped dozens or hundreds of whips one by one.

The killers who were willing to confess the information honestly were either unable to withstand the whip, or hoped that the Lionheart Pirates would spare their lives after the confession was lenient...

"Actually, it's not so troublesome to torture one by one."

At this time, Rob Lucci spoke. He stared at Stucey and Lone Wolf coldly, "As long as the captain has a way to pry their mouths open, it's almost the same."

Inside the espionage agency, there is a strict hierarchy.

The more senior the spy, the higher the authority, and the more secrets and important information they know. As long as they can pry open the mouths of the two veteran CP0 members, the Queen of Happy Street and the Lone Wolf, it is useless for the rest to keep secret .

Ren nodded, and walked up to Stucey in a few steps.

At this time, the queen of Happy Street was not feeling very well, her hands and feet were wearing strong Hailou stone shackles, and her white and tender face was stained with a lot of dust and blood, making her look ashamed.

Even so, it does not detract from her beauty.

Like a white swan with broken wings, her slightly weak appearance after being seriously injured is pitiful. The tight uniform and the tattered black stockings on her thighs reveal a lot of spring, with a trace of invisible temptation.

Ren squatted down, pinched Stucey's chin, slid his palms, and slowly stroked the snow-white, smooth and soft skin of her face. Looking directly at her gloomy eyes, he said:

"This beauty, tell me the information obediently, so that you can save yourself from suffering."

"Ha ha."

Stucey smiled, and said with a sarcasm, "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

"Beauty, you make it difficult for me to do this. I haven't lynched people for a long time."

Ren was not annoyed, and his expression was indifferent. For some reason, the exaggerated smile on his face gradually disappeared, and the light in his eyes became like a pool of water in an ancient forest. It was so deep and cold that one's soul would freeze.

Such a cold look, no different from that of a devil, made Stussy feel chills down his spine, and he didn't dare to look at him.

She immediately swallowed back the harsh and sarcastic words, lowered her head, not daring to say anything.

Her intuition told her that if she didn't know what to do and talked back at this time, she would die a miserable death.

Ren patted her face, and said indifferently: "Tell me everything you know, listen to me, you won't want to try my craft, it will make you regret living in this world."

He is proficient in various punishments, and his skills are superb, which is the result of Ling Chi dissecting many orcs when he was a border knight.

Those are not punishments used against people at all... they are means of killing for the sake of killing.

During that time, he was so cruel and vicious that the executioner would tremble when he saw it.

This happened about four or five years ago, not too long ago... But when Ryan thought about it, it felt like a lifetime away.

It turns out that I used to be so cruel, crazy and bloodthirsty, and some twisted and pathological behaviors are even strange to me now when I occasionally think about them.

Well, all along, he actually met the definition of a mental patient, but he didn't want to admit it.

The only difference is that now he is very energetic and slightly less ill... Maybe?
No one answered Ren's words, and there was silence in the storage room.

Some of the assassins including Stucey and Lone Wolf wanted to talk back, but seeing the strange expression on the face of the bloodthirsty swordsman, that... indescribable eyes, they all shut up wisely.

That kind of look is not looking at people at all, but looking at some wriggling pieces of meat on the cutting board, as if their human attributes have been stripped away, leaving only the concept of moving flesh and blood...

...It was too cruel and weird, and the killers all felt uncomfortable.

Not only the killers of the CP organization, Kaku, Lu Qi and Kalifa were a little creepy when they saw Ren's weird expression and eyes.

Barrett frowned, Nana took a breath, and shouted directly:

"Boss, boss, you... you better meditate."

"Forehead?"

Ren realized that his state was not right, took a few deep breaths, suppressed the twisted, crazy and evil thoughts in his heart, stepped back a few steps, and performed the breathing method silently.

In the chaotic world of mortals, there are all kinds of things, cut the road and see me...

The mind is infinite, imagine yourself in the starry sky, the sun, the moon and the stars can be swords... A three-foot green front, a line of sky moat... Quantum body and spirit, smashing the vacuum...

In a few moments, through meditation and comprehension of several true meanings of swordsmanship he had mastered, his mental state quickly stabilized, and his state of mind became as clear and cold as a lake in winter.

With the improvement of strength and swordsmanship, his "condition" has indeed stabilized a lot. For example, the symptoms of schizophrenia when he was in the world of giants have rarely appeared.

After being promoted to the fifth level, he should have reached the standard for being discharged from the hospital.

Finding the killers of the CP agency, as well as Nana, Barrett and Khalifa all looking at him nervously, Ren smiled:
"It's all right, but I can't help but want to tear people into pieces again."

Barrett: "..."

|_｀), and this disease?

Nana: "..."

(□-□), really, I know I'm sick, why don't I go to a mental hospital and prescribe some medicine.

Killers: "..."

w(Д)w, so they just took a life?

Everyone was speechless, especially the killers. Seeing that this bloodthirsty swordsman looked more like an emotional killer than their group of professional killers, I had a lot of psychological shadows.

Wen Xi felt that the captain's condition was very dangerous at this time, so he didn't dare to let him go on. He walked up to Stucey by himself, squeezed his fist and threatened:
"Stupid woman, tell me the information honestly, don't force me to do it."

"Ha ha."

Stucey didn't dare to provoke the bloodthirsty swordsman, but it didn't mean that she would be afraid of Wenxi, with a sneer on her face, "Just do it, and I'll lose if you shout for pain."

"Yoah."

Wen Xile, bent down to stare at her plump breasts, said with an evil smile, "You said this, beauty, don't blame me for not reminding you, including me, there are 524 bachelors on board, how many do you plan to fight hand-to-hand?" ?”

Stuci: "..."

Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

The lethality of these words was too great, the Queen of Happy Street's face turned pale, and her body trembled.

There were more than 500 people, too many people... She didn't dare to bet, she lowered her head and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

The other female killers were all pale and trembling, for fear that they would be dragged into the room by a group of big men grinning...

At this time, Brother Lone Wolf stood up, stared at Wen Xi without fear, and angrily said:
"Lionheart Pirates, are they so despicable?!"

He is a man, so he is not afraid of this.

Bang!
Wen Xi suddenly raised his foot, kicked Lone Wolf in the face, pressed it against the wall and rubbed it vigorously a few times before letting it go.

Then he grabbed his collar, looked at the lone wolf with shoe prints on his face, and said with a sneer:

"Haven't you ever been to a nightclub? Men, especially strong men, are sometimes more expensive than women! Dare to BB again, we don't want information, and I'll just sell you to be a duck!"

Lone Wolf: "..."

(￣ε(#￣)
Selling it as a duck is too ruthless. This time, my brother is also silent.

It's a pity that the killers just didn't dare to talk back, and it was still impossible to get them to give honest information.

Even if Wen Xi beat them severely with a whip, they gritted their teeth and endured it without making a sound.

These people have been able to get into high positions in the CP organization because they have undergone extensive brainwashing and screening, and their loyalty is quite high. It is a bit difficult for them to confess information and betray the world government.

"Tell me the information, and you can live." Ren touched Stussy's face and smiled, "This is my promise."

"impossible."

Stussy shook his head resolutely, "The swordsman Ren, it's not that we don't know what to do. If we say it, it's tantamount to betrayal. Afterwards, we will be hunted down by the CP organization to death. It's useless if you let us go."

This is where it gets brutal.

If you dare to leak information, don't even think about going back. A killer who loses his loyalty and use value will die, unless...

Seeing how stubborn they were, Nana lost her patience: "Why don't you just hand it over to Bello Betty, I believe that as the old enemy of the CP department, the Revolutionary Army will definitely be able to torture the information."

They are not professionals in this field, but the Revolutionary Army and the CP organization have been fighting for so many years, and there must be no shortage of craftsmen.

Professionals, if you continue to serve with ten tortures, you will explain everything.

"Revolutionary Army?"

"You... you actually colluded with the Revolutionary Army?!"

"Bastard, no wonder we fell for it, no wonder you want to capture us alive... You actually want to root out the underground forces of the CP organization in the New World!"

This, the killers were blown up, and even Stucey and Lone Wolf's expressions changed drastically. Some had cold sweat dripping from their foreheads, and their eyes were terrified.

Falling into the hands of pirates and falling into the hands of the revolutionary army are completely different things.

The former would at most kill their leaders, or use their captives to blackmail the government, while the latter could wipe out all the power networks behind them.

"That woman Bello Betty is not easy to talk to. If you hand over the man to her, all the captives will be hers." Ren shook his head.

Handing it over to the Revolutionary Army can smoothly obtain information, but the value of the captives like Stuttgart and Lone Wolf is not low.

It is easy to send people there, but it is difficult to come back and use them again.

Ren still decided to go on his own.

Bang!
He picked up Stuci, who was dressed in rags and showed a lot of white skin, into a secret room next to him, and closed the door heavily.

Everyone: "..."

What is this for?
"Hey Hey……"

Wen Xi looked at the closed door and smirked, with a very wretched expression, and said a little enviously, "This is a top-quality woman, and she has the status of a female killer. Now the boss is really cool."

Kalifa: "..."

(Д｀)σ, no way, I really want to go... Cough, I suddenly feel that my situation is very dangerous.

.........

As soon as he entered the secret room, Ren tied and hung the Queen of Happy Street with a rope.

Her blond hair was loose, her arms tied to her wrists were raised high, her waist leaned forward slightly, her plump buttocks were straightened back, and she was wearing black silk with her legs spread apart to support her body.

This is a very convenient posture, and all old drivers understand it.

Secret room, bondage, imprisonment, uniform, black silk, female killer... the elements are complete.

Set up the camera, and you can take a thrilling infiltrating female investigator, white turbidity x infinite hell...

Even Stucey thinks so.

She pursed her sexy red lips and closed her eyes, feeling extremely humiliated in her heart, ready to be raped by a man.

As the queen of Happy Street, she has seen this kind of thing a lot.

This is retribution, she doesn't sell money herself, but it's not uncommon for her to force women into prostitution, otherwise she wouldn't be the emperor of the porn industry in the underground world... Now it's her turn.

It's a pity that Ren, who is not sick, still has a bit of morality.

He pinched her face, drew a few blue runes on her forehead with the other hand, and said coldly, "Open your eyes!"

Stuci was taken aback, and subconsciously opened his eyes, and met the man's deep blue eyes like a starry sky, and then felt the world spinning...

"what!"

The next second, she let out a scream.

Thick and big... Cough, the strong and sharp mental power roughly squeezed into her mind, unscrupulously prying through her memory.

His head was about to split open, and it was as painful as a hard-core craniotomy without anesthesia, and Stucey couldn't bear it.

"Ahhhhhh!!"

Her body was shaking violently, struggling, and howling...

Not to mention, the scene is quite ghostly.

Ren didn't show any mercy, and increased output, injecting more and more tadpoles of mental power into the mind of the Queen of Happy Street to sweep, and the girls who were about to be killed by hundreds of millions of elite soldiers rolled their eyes wildly.

It was so rough that Stucey almost couldn't bear to live.

To be honest, compared to doing this kind of "craniotomy", she thinks it's better to be violated by him, at least she can enjoy it if she can't resist.

(End of this chapter)