One Piece: Six Styles of the Emperor

"Director, before we were able to turn a blind eye and the kid was still doing this, but now the trouble is so big that we can no longer let it go."

"We're not gathered together just because of this. It's really boring. Let's end this damn meeting."

"Just calm down, Deputy Director Hannibal."

"At least there were no prisoners escaping or being injured. It's not a big deal, it's a small thing."

The upper floor of Impel Prison, inside the high-rise conference room.

Under the dim light typical of a prison, several chairs next to the round conference table were filled with people.

Director Magellan was sitting on the main seat, with Deputy Director Hannibal and Warden Ame Nohiru on his left and right, as well as the top management of the second and third levels of hell.

The huge beast body of the Sphinx was lying beside it, with a layer of fur missing from its body and large wounds bandaged, looking as aggrieved as a kitten.

"The Sphinx, as the leader of the warcraft that suppresses the prisoners on the second floor, was guided by the newcomer Monkey Zollon and trampled the floor of the second underground floor and fell to the third underground floor, which caused quite a commotion."

"Yes, a large piece of the foundation stone of the second underground floor has collapsed. We need to report it to the government for repairs."

There was a lot of discussion among the senior officials of Impel Down City.

"The Sphinx left the guarded territory on the second underground floor without permission. If such an accident occurs, it must bear part of the responsibility!" Director Magellan snorted coldly.

"What about Monkey Zollen? No matter what, he should bear part of the punishment." Yu Zhiliu smoked a cigar and puffed out mist.

"Of course. Even if I am the director, I will not cover up newcomers at will. Ahem - did I accidentally expose my ambition?" Hannibal touched his big belly and then scratched his head in panic.

Magellan nodded and said, "Of course he must be punished, so let him go to the third underground floor to serve as a jailer."

"This...not so good."

The manager of the third underground floor turned pale after hearing this.

There are lessons learned from the first and second underground floors. Who among the top management of Impel Down City doesn’t know that Monkey Zollen is a newcomer with the director as a backstage, a real hot potato.

The manager of the third underground floor wiped cold sweat and explained, "I think it is too difficult for an excellent jailer like Monkey Zollen to serve as a jailer on the third underground floor with his ability."

Magellan looked around and said calmly, "Then what do you think we should do?"

"Let's do this." Yuzhiliu, who had always been on the sidelines with a wait-and-see attitude, suddenly spoke and suggested, "Just let him go directly to the fifth underground floor as a jailer. That kind of difficult and harsh place can be considered punishment."

"Fifth underground floor?" Magellan looked at Yu Zhiliu and fell silent.

"I agree." Hannibal took the lead in spreading his hands.

"We don't have any objection either."

The rest of the senior management responded unanimously.

The harsh environment of the five underground floors makes life a torture for whoever is assigned there, and the jailers have to be changed almost every year.

Magellan said in a deep expressionless voice, "Then it's settled. Monkey Zollen will be transferred to the fifth underground floor as punishment. Let's end this meeting."

The senior staff dispersed from their seats one by one, and soon only the three giants were left sitting there.

"It's none of my business, so I'll leave first." Hannibal laughed and waved to leave.

There were only two people left in the deserted conference room, the two powerful men who were called the "iron walls" of Impel Down City by the outside world.

"Shiliu of the Rain."

Magellan's eyes fell on Yu Zhiliu and said solemnly: "Why did the Sphinx leave the guarded territory? Are you involved in this matter?"

"Director, I don't know anything." Taking a puff of his cigar, Yuzhiliu stood up from his seat.

"Let me warn you first, don't try to cause trouble in the prison I am in charge of! You have secretly tortured and killed prisoners before, and I haven't dealt with you yet!" Magellan snorted coldly, and there were faint traces of venom on his body, just for a flash. And then, it already gives people a suffocating sense of death and oppression.

"Director, how could I do this?"

Amehiru put down her hat nonchalantly, shook the sleeves of her coat, and left the conference room.

"Come here." Magellan called, and the guard outside the door quickly walked in.

"Where's Domino?"

"Together with Jailer Monchi Zollon, we are recuperating on the third underground floor."

"Let her not come back to report, and take Monkey Zollen directly to the fifth underground floor."

"receive."

After the jailer left, Magellan thought for a moment and took out a telephone bug from his pocket.

"It's better to give that guy a warning first. I guess Monchi Zollen won't be able to stay here for long."

"If he doesn't leave here quickly, he will probably die."

On the third underground floor, the medical room of the Hungry Hell.

"Fifth underground floor? Did I hear that right?!"

As soon as Domino received the notice from the prison guard, his expression suddenly changed.

"Sister Domino, this is also the result of high-level discussions. I'm just reporting it." The prison guard smiled bitterly.

"But how can this guy resist the environment where he lives now? He will die." Domino pointed to Zoren, who was still sleeping on the bed next to him, with his upper body still wrapped in a bandage.

"I have brought over the cold-warming uniforms and food. Please accept the mission and bring him over." The prison guard urged.

"But." Domino wanted to say something else, but he was held back by a hand next to him.

Seemingly awakened by the discussion, Zoren sat up from the hospital bed and nodded lightly, "It's okay, take me there."

"Asshole, what do you know?!" Domino's angry pretty face turned slightly pink, and Zoren was stunned by his excited words.

She continued: "The fifth underground floor is an extremely cold hell where over 100 million pirates are imprisoned. Do you think you can withstand the ultra-low temperature there because of your stronger than ordinary physique? Not to mention that you are still injured. If the body is not careful, it will cause severe frostbite until death."

"Well, Miss Domino, do you care about me?" Zoron couldn't help but smile, showing a slightly proud look.

"I care about your size!" Domino hit Zoren on the head and said angrily, "You don't take your own life seriously! I accepted the order from the director, and I can't let you do it so easily You're dead! This order will be in effect until you leave Impel Down City!"

"Sure enough, women are really troublesome." Zoron scratched his head, but with such pure emotion and stance, he suddenly ignored the hard and cold shell and hit the soft heart hidden deep inside.

Just like a few years ago, he met Lieutenant General Garp, Officer Dawei and Teacher Lars. These people have always given him warmth and sunshine, so that he can survive in this pirate world where the strong is supreme. , don’t get lost in the dark path of pursuing power.

"Don't worry!" Zoren raised his head, looked at Domino, and smiled confidently, "I won't die."

"Absolutely, he won't die."