I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

After entering Impel Down, Riggins and his party did not go to see Magellan and Hannibal as usual.

According to his informant (Deaver), the people in Impel Down admired the Sith, and rushing to see Magellan might cause some unnecessary trouble.

Besides, Sith is just a little major, how can he be so difficult to deal with?

They have so many masters transferred from Judiciary Island, not to mention a navy lieutenant commander, even a dozen of them can easily raise their ashes for you!

There was an embroidered handkerchief on his chest. As he walked, Riggins frowned and covered his mouth and nose with the handkerchief.

This damn place has a disgusting smell of blood.

Moses glanced out of the corner of his eye and naturally saw Riggins' disgust.

He rubbed his stiff cheeks, put on a flattering smile skillfully, kicked the jailer next to him, and shouted:

"Those with no eyes, do you know who this gentleman is? This is the senior prosecutor of Justice Island, Lord Riggins.

What's going on with such a strong smell of blood? How long has it been since the floor was washed?

If you soil Master Riggins's shoes, can you afford to pay for it?

Why don't you go get a basin of water and brush here, here, and here carefully? "

Moses' official position was not a small one, but for some reason, when he spoke, he always had the feeling of being a villain.

The jailer who got kicked was somewhat innocent.

Why did you kick him?

Is this smell because they didn't wash the floor? It's not the lunatic on the second floor who was to blame. Thousands of people were killed so casually, like killing pigs. The smell of blood was completely marinated in the smell.

He shuddered every time he thought about it.

With a sad face, the jailer did not dare to refute or mention that person's name. Compared to this group of ignorant country people, the adult in the "city" was the real deterrent.

"Hey, okay, okay, what's dirty? How many times have I told you to be close to the people, do you understand? What's the situation like?"

Riggins scolded him with a straight face, stopped Moses, and took a closer look. He was still pretending to be a leader.

"What you are trying to teach me is that my subordinates were rude." Moses' face straightened, giving Riggins enough face.

After patting the jailer on the shoulder, Riggins reluctantly put away the handkerchief and showed a smile that he thought was very kind.

"Little brother, don't be nervous. I'm not an unreasonable person. I just want to ask you a little question."

A trace of contempt flashed in the jailer's eyes.

nervous?

Huh, are you kidding me? Would he feel nervous about a loser who couldn't even adapt to the smell of blood?

This is Impel Down City, the largest prison in the world. Only existences like the one below are qualified to make them nervous.

He was disdainful, but that didn't mean he didn't know anything about it.

He has been in Impel Down City for many years and has seen countless people of all kinds. It is so easy to fool one or two fools!

Bowing down, the jailer looked a little frightened, and his voice was trembling.

"Sir, if you ask, as long as the little one knows, I will definitely tell you everything."

"Hahaha, okay." Riggins patted the jailer's shoulder happily again. This guy is very smart. If allowed, he can mention it to him appropriately.

The jailer didn't know that he was already in the golden heart. He only knew that when he met pretentious people, he only needed to show this convincing expression, and they would usually be very happy.

Leaning his face closer, Riggins whispered:

"Little brother, do you know the Sith?"

"Sith? Which Sith?" The jailer's heart suddenly jumped up and pounded, and he couldn't suppress it. A figure covered in blood popped up in his mind. This time, he was really scared and trembling.

Riggins looked slightly unhappy.

Which Sith? How many Sith are there in Impel Down City?

"The Sith is the Sith who accompanied Ghost Spider to escort Fire Fist Ace." Riggins repeated in an accentuated voice.

Gollum!

The jailer swallowed and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Is it really impossible to escape?

He is also troubled, why did he come to pick up these stupid young men? They are talking about that adult. If he were to say it, he is an existence that can be called the Darkness of the Navy.

Why are you blind guys looking for him?

It's okay to seek death, but can you let him go first? He's too timid to serve big shots like you.

"That...big...sir, I am not too familiar with the person you are talking about."

Riggins's face suddenly darkened.

I don't know what to lift.

"Then do you know where he is?" Riggins said in a deep voice.

His patience was losing little by little. It was a rare gift to be able to lay down and accompany a young jailer for so long. Now he actually wants to fight with him. Do you really think that Riggins has such a good temper?

The jailer's eyes were a little ferocious, and the cold sweat on his neck kept dripping.

He lowered his body and gestured to the side.

"Can I call first to make sure?"

"Ah."

Riggins nodded, let go of his hand, and looked at him unkindly. He had never been an open-minded person, and tilted his head towards the CP next to him.

"Keep an eye on him."

CP nodded and followed.

They are professionals in tracking and arresting people.

The jailer walked aside and asked for a phone bug from the side. His expression was a little nervous, but he was not afraid of these guys, he was afraid that the one below was too murderous.

blu blu!

"This is Gate No. 1. Please transfer me to Major Sith. There is a guest on Judiciary Island who wants to see him."

"Major Sith?" The caller paused, "Let me check the location of Major Sith for you."

A few more seconds passed,

"Major Sith is currently traveling between the fourth and second floors. If anything happens, you can go to the second floor to find him yourself."

After saying that, before the jailer could reply, the caller hung up the phone.

It's the second floor there. Is there anyone still dreaming about having someone sent from the control room to guide the way? No way? No way?

The jailer was slightly startled. The other party was more decisive than he thought.

Coward!

He cursed secretly in his mind and moved towards Riggins.

"Sir, Major Sith is on the second floor now. You can...well, take your subordinates with you. There will be people below to guide you."

"Oh, aren't you going with us?" Riggins narrowed his eyes.

"Haha, are you kidding? It's working time now, how can I walk away?" The jailer's head shook like a rattle.

Are you kidding me if you ask him to die with you?

Riggins frowned, his attitude towards the city was a bit ambiguous!

He tapped his fingers on his thigh and turned to look at Moses.

"Call Deaver and ask him what's going on in Impel Down?"