The Pirate I Am Undead

Chapter 283 The Perfect Employee

It was already night, and only a few hanging lights were still on in the prison built on the border of Dressrosa.

The old jailer locked the iron door, took down the lantern hanging on the wall, bowed his waist, and led the two people who came in the middle of the night to the inner court of the prison.

"The king has already given instructions to treat this place as your home. You can stay as long as you want." The old jailer's tone was a bit flattering. He reached out and groped in his arms for a while, and took out a large handful of iron rings skewered on it. With the keys together, he skillfully took out one of them, opened the second door, stepped back, and made a gesture of invitation.

Mo Jing glanced at him and looked around.

The night was dark, and there was a vague shadow of a wall in the distance. A gust of wind blew, and a hollow whine came from the building in front.

As the draft passed, a stink of excrement mixed with the smell of rotten meat mixed with the smell of blood poured out from the door.

Caught off guard, he frowned sharply.

"You are the only one in such a big prison?" He looked at the old jailer.

The dim light shone on the side of the old jailer's face, giving his furrowed skin a texture like tree bark.

He smiled flatteringly: "They are all outside. King Liku's army is stationed nearby. There will be no problem."

Mo Jing and Ah Jin looked at each other and walked into this old building.

The old jailer closed the door, hurriedly ran in front of the two men, and led them down the central spiral stone staircase.

"There is no ventilation here. The people who used to stay here were the combat troops of the Don Quixote family. They interrogated prisoners here and made the place smelly, so no one wanted to stay here."

He explained naggingly to the two guys behind him who even King Riku couldn't afford to offend.

"But it's absolutely safe here. Doflamingo. The big ass spent a lot of money to buy sea tower stones and renovate the prison. Even people with abilities can't escape.

Which prisoner does Lord Sea Demon want to see? "

Mo Jing ignored the suspicious words in the old jailer's words and glanced at the dank and smelly prison on the ground floor:

"Where are the leaders of the Don Quixote family imprisoned?"

"Inside." The old jailer said, opening the iron door on the stairs, kicking away the buckets and iron hooks on the ground, smiling sheepishly at the two of them, and hurried inside.

The footsteps of the three men broke the calmness of the prison, and the prisoners boiled up like cockroaches in the shadows.

Knowing that they would not end well, they were full of filthy words even towards Mo Jing.

But Mo Jing didn't take it seriously.

These people are either stubborn fighting members of the Don Quixote family, pirates or ordinary people trying to buy for zero dollars during the riots.

King Liku has arranged a way out for them.

Those prisoners whose crimes are less serious and are willing to repent will stay in jail for a longer period of time.

King Riku's army will supervise their participation in the construction of Dressrosa and reduce their crimes by meritorious service.

The remaining heinous guys will be sent to the smile factory.

He cut out his shadow to make a zombie, and locked his invisible body in a small dark room to step on a sewing machine. He worked two jobs by himself, and from then on he lived a life with double the blessings of 007.

In this way, everyone has a bright future!

Therefore, Mo Jing's eyes were very soft along the way.

What kind of criminal is this? He is clearly a perfect employee who is not afraid of death for the boss's happy life!

The three of them quickly arrived at the cell at the end of the passage.

The cells of Torepol and Mahabais were in a row.

"Key." Mo Jing stretched out his hand.

The old jailer quickly took out two keys from the iron ring and placed them in Mo Jing's palm.

Mo Jing turned to look at him: "I need some privacy."

The old jailer nodded and bowed: "I'll be waiting outside. If you need anything, just call me."

After that, he hurried back the way he came.

In the noisy passage, the sound of him banging on the prison bars could be faintly heard.

"do you know who he is?"

Before Mo Jing could speak, Mahabaisi's hoarse voice came from the middle cell.

He was a fat man, curled up like a bowling ball and sitting on the edge of the prison fence, his head lowered.

Wearing heavy sea-floor stone handcuffs on his wrists, they rested weakly on his knees, and his body was exposed under the tattered clothes.

It looked like he had been tortured privately.

"That old guy used to be the prison manager of the Don Quixote family. Later, he was thrown into prison by me because he accepted a bribe and let a prisoner go. Hehehehe~

It's really a pity that the old guy is still very good at torturing prisoners. "

He laughed as he spoke, grabbing the railing with his pale palms and looking up at Mo Jing,

"Look what you did, Sea Demon? Now, do you still think you were right?"

Mo Jing slowly bent down and looked at him: "What does it have to do with me?"

He whispered: "I don't care."

"Could it be that after the little guys from Tata called me "hero" a few times, you really regarded me as a decent person?"

Looking at those indifferent pupils, Mahabaisi felt a chill in his heart and leaned against the wall: "You devil!"

Mo Jing tilted his head slightly:

"Yes, this title is much more pleasant to the ear. At least it will not cause misunderstanding by others. Since you have already had this awareness, you must be able to accept the next thing."

Mahabaisi shrank back on his hands and knees: "What do you want to do?"

Mo Jing opened the iron door of the prison and walked in: "Don't be afraid, I just have a few questions to ask you."

Soon after, screams like those of a slaughtered pig resounded throughout the prison.

"I told you, I didn't lie to you a word. Kill me, kill me Sea Demon!" Mahabaisi's shrill wail suppressed all the noise in the prison.

On both sides of the corridor, the prisoners who were not even afraid of death gradually became quiet.

They heard the Don Quixote family leader who used to always accompany Doflamingo, Torrebol, pleading from the side:

"I said, I said, everything he said is true, just torture him and let me go!"

"No, don't come in and be gentle."

"what!!!!"

After a long time, the prison became quiet,

Two footsteps sounded from the depths of darkness.

Mo Jing led Ah Jin through the stench-filled passage, straightened his sleeves, and glanced doubtfully at the silent prison cells on both sides.

If it weren't for the chaotic breathing coming from the darkness, he would have thought that these guys had escaped.

I didn't pay much attention to these cockroach-like guys.

He walked straight out of the prison.

The old jailer was waiting on the first floor and opened the door early for ventilation.

Mo Jing walked all the way to the door, took a deep breath of fresh air, and stuffed two Devil Fruits into the arms of the old jailer.

——Sticky fruits, tons of pressed fruits.

"Give it to King Riku."

He glanced at the greedy old jailer and said,

"Of course you can also try to pocket hundreds of millions of Baileys for yourself, but how I got them is how I will get them back, do you understand?"

The old jailer turned pale in an instant and knelt on the ground with a plop: "I, I, how dare I do that kind of thing!"

But no one responded,

When he raised his head, there was no one in the dark night.

The faint night wind blew by, making a whining sound like a ghost.

He shivered, stood up quickly, pulled a rag and wrapped the two Devil Fruits in his hands, swallowed, and ran towards the palace.

The rickety figure gradually shrank into a small dot on the brightly lit street.

On the roof of the prison building, Mo Jing and Ah Jin watched the old jailer's retreating back.

"Calling all crew members."

Mo Jing said to Ah Jin,

"Time to check out Punk Hassard."