I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

Riggins stared closely at Sith, sweating profusely, his legs trembling with murderous intent, his hunched body revealing nearly perfect muscle curves, and he was as nervous as a leopard.

"Death? Are you kidding me? I, Riggins, am the youngest senior prosecutor on Justice Island. How could I die here?"

Clenching his fists, his roar was like thunder. At this moment, Riggins unleashed all his fighting power.

He is afraid of death. He doesn't want to die so easily. There may be few prosecutors in the entire Judiciary Island who are more afraid of death than him, but it's useless. In front of this person, if he doesn't try his best, he won't even have a chance to survive. None.

"You die for me!"

Riggins ran quickly, with murderous intent. Every kick he made would leave a big hole on the ground. In terms of CP, he was also a legendary person. How could it be so easy to kill him?

Lying on the ground, things developed completely beyond the expectations of Moses and others.

His eyes were full of surprise.

Is that man, that running man really Lord Riggins?

Can a man who sits in an office all day long, scheming and scheming, have this kind of strength?

Their efforts over the years have probably been spent on dogs.

But it doesn't matter, maybe, maybe they can really win this time.

There was a blazing fire in their eyes, and they seemed to see hope.

In just a short moment, Riggins' movements sped up more than ten times, his figure erratic, and afterimages streaked across the air.

A dozen steps later, Riggins appeared in front of Sith and punched out, his fist wrapped in a thin layer of domineering energy.

The wind of the fist created a sonic boom that made even the air crackle. The force of this punch was enough to penetrate stone and break gold.

Riggins had a ferocious smile on his face, as if he had already seen the scene where Sith was knocked down by his punch.

He, Riggins, was a top student in the CP training camp back then. He was just a lieutenant colonel and a mere lieutenant colonel. There would definitely be no problem.

Bang!

Sith had no expression on his face, and reached out to catch Riggins' right fist. His fingers were as hard as steel, and he clamped Riggins' fist without moving.

"Have you had enough fighting, Lord Riggins?"

The faint voice shocked Riggins and his pupils contracted violently.

"how come?"

He raised his head slightly and met Sith's eyes. Sweat was dripping down. After some attempts, he finally realized the huge gap between himself and Sith.

"Haha, um, Mr. Sith, no, Lord Sith, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us."

"Huh, misunderstanding?"

boom!

Sith's right knee was pressed against Riggins' abdomen, with domineering energy attached to it, which directly shattered Riggins' internal organs.

Riggins, broken.

"Misunderstanding? Are you kidding me? Mr. Riggins, there is no misunderstanding between us. Our relationship has always been that you want to kill me and I want to kill you."

As he said that, Sith pretended to look at his watch.

"Oh, it's already this time, and there are still people waiting for me down there, so just die obediently!"

Sith roared violently, pinched Riggins' forearm with one hand, and hot, manic, and explosive power swept out instantly.

Riggins's expression changed wildly, and blood mixed with internal organs spit out from his mouth. His whole body was thrown out by the Sith like garbage.

Around them, the expressions of Moses and others suddenly changed.

how come? How come the gap in strength between the two is so big? Are the legendary explosive seeds so useless?

"Lord Riggins!"

Moses shouted at the figure that flew backwards, and the unshaven man cried so hard.

"Cough cough."

After a series of rolls, Riggins dragged a long trace on the ground. While coughing, he struggled to stand up, looking crazy.

"Ahem, it's impossible. I'm Riggins, the youngest senior prosecutor on Judiciary Island and the future justice of Judiciary Island. There's no way I'm going to die."

Blood surged up, bloodshot eyes were covered with blood, and his hands could no longer be held, but it didn't matter, he still had feet, he still had legs, and he could still fight.

With a sudden roar, Riggins rushed out, a majestic air flow behind him, and his speed was extremely fast.

The person twisted and disappeared in front of the Sith. Direction? !

direction? The direction is towards the outside world.

Sith's eyelids drooped and he spat on the ground.

"Bah, it's a waste of feelings. If you don't know, you really think it's a fighting comic."

He raised his right hand, and darkness gathered in his hand, turning into a pitch black spear burning with flames in the blink of an eye.

With a sharp look, the spear dragged its tail feathers and shot out.

boom!

In an instant, there was an explosion.

The entire Beast Hell was trembling, and a huge hole suddenly appeared on the originally solid ground. The heat rose and the flames spread, as if a black-red sun had risen from the deep seabed.

After such an attack, it was impossible for Riggins to still be alive. No, it should be said that his body was completely destroyed.

He did not look at Riggins, but turned his head to cast his gaze on Moses and the others, and walked over.

"Now, it's your turn. Time is very tight, so I won't see you off one by one. Everyone, please get on the road together!"

The flames burned in his hands, and only fear and despair remained in the eyes of Moses and others.

"No, no, Master Sith, let us go, we can testify for you, testify for you..."

Their words still echoed in the air, and the Sith's flames were thrown down.

"What gives you the illusion that I need witnesses? Bah, rubbish."

He took out a cigarette and candy from his arms and put it in his mouth. He glanced around and saw that the entire second floor was filled with lust and domineering.

Cut the grass to remove the roots. After the Sith confirmed that this hell of beasts was dead, they jumped down towards the gap they had just blasted. This might be faster, as time seemed to be really running out.

……

"Go forward, charge me!"

"Kill for Captain Bucky!"

"Boys, kill, even if there are thousands of sailors and jailers outside, we must follow Captain Bucky to break out of the siege and return to the sea."

"..."

The third floor was a mess.

"Riot, there is a riot on the third floor, please support, please support."

"Where are the warden and deputy warden? Please call for support."

The morale of the pirates on the third level is unprecedentedly high. How can they still have this strength when they are obviously a group of guys with empty stomachs? It's annoying. It's really annoying.

This is the third level of Impel Down City, the Hungry Hell. After coming up from the Searing Hell, the prisoners on this floor will basically not be given any food or calories. Most of the prisoners are big pirates with a bounty of more than 50 million. Each of them is It was a being who could dominate the first half of the Grand Line. Suddenly, a riot broke out, and even the experienced prison bomb rocket launcher troops could not withstand it.