Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Following Darren's order, Magellan immediately turned around and opened the door to the fifth floor of the extremely cold hell under the city of Push.

Rumble...

The heavy, cold and hard door made a dull sound, like the lament of a long time.

As the door opened, a stream of icy air poured in from the outside, mixed with countless snowflakes, which made Magellan shiver.

The fine snow flew in the empty prison passage under the cold wind, slightly dispelling the dark and damp smell in this infinite hell.

And at the moment when the heavy door was opened, the pairs of eyes in the cell suddenly emitted a faint green light.

Including the unlucky guys in the prison who were beaten black and blue by Darren and fell to the ground, they also subconsciously stopped wailing and stared at the light coming in from behind the door.

For Magellan, behind this door was the ice and snow of the extremely cold hell.

But for the prisoners imprisoned here, the road to freedom is behind them!

The most important point is that

At this moment, the seastone shackles on their bodies have been removed, and the door of the cell is not locked!

This means that the factors that prevented them from escaping this hellhole in the past... have disappeared.

As long as... As long as...

A crazy idea gradually sprouted in the minds of these criminals, and then took root and sprouted uncontrollably, and then...

The black-haired young man with shackles on his hands suddenly glanced at them with a smile.

He obviously did not take any action.

But the playful eyes, the slightly raised corners of his mouth, the bloody hands, and the criss-crossing scars on his body, just standing there, without even saying a word, made these eager prisoners feel a chill on their backs, and they dared not make any moves at all.

Because at this moment, they all remembered the fate of the criminal who tried to sneak attack from behind after Darren put on the sea stone shackles a few days ago.

There were still traces of brains on the ground.

Redfield, who watched all this silently, shook his head slightly and laughed dumbly.

At this time, the heavy door was completely opened.

A dozen jailers dragged boxes of goods and walked in tremblingly.

They didn't dare to look at the prisoners who had loosened their shackles, let alone stay for a moment. They dragged all the boxes full of goods into the passage of infinite hell and left in a hurry.

Rumble...

The door closed again.

In the desperate eyes of many prisoners, Magellan locked the door again, sat on the ground, and guarded in front of the door.

"Everyone has worked hard these days. After all, it is not an easy thing to cooperate with me in training."

At this time, Darren smiled and spoke.

Hearing this, almost every prisoner in the Infinite Hell couldn't help but curl their lips and grumble in their hearts.

What "not an easy thing"... It's obviously torture!

According to the arrangement of the old ghost "Lonely Red", they have to take out ten people every hour on average to practice with Darren.

So, these world-class criminals who have frightened countless people have suffered the most beatings in their lives in the past few days!

Yes, beatings.

What bullshit practice, fighting... It's obviously a beating!

Facing the "Indestructible Body", even if they removed the Sea Tower Stone Shackles, there were not many people who could break through Darren's defense.

And even if they succeeded in breaking through the defense, their strength was not enough to pose a sufficient threat, but would only stimulate Darren's aggressiveness.

Then they were beaten even harder.

"Although I'm not a pirate, at least in the eyes of the World Government, I am just like all of you present, an unforgivable criminal... In order to thank you for your help, I have prepared a little gift for everyone."

Darren smiled and opened his hands.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone sneered:

"Tsk, Darren kid, do you think you can change anything by doing this?"

"What good things can you get in a place like Impel Down, where there is no shit?"

Someone spoke up, and others also rushed to agree.

"Yes, yes, at best, isn't it the pickled meat in Impel Down that has been frozen for who knows how long?"

"And the inferior wine like horse urine!"

"If you can get me a box of good cigars, everything will be fine."

"I want to drink whiskey from the South China Sea!"

"..."

These guys imprisoned in the Infinite Hell are really vicious criminals. Even if they are beaten to a bloody mess, they still speak without courtesy.Flying and domineering.

Facing the clamor and noise, Darren shrugged and said:

"It seems that you still don't know enough about my abilities."

"As everyone knows, I, Bruce Wayne, no, Rogers Darren, have an ability beyond imagination."

As soon as these words came out, the prisoners immediately became curious, their eyes squeezed together, and they squinted and asked:

"What do you mean?"

"You mean, in addition to the indestructible physical defense, the terrifying power beyond the giants, and the thunderous speed... you have other abilities?"

"How is this possible!"

"Darren kid, you must be lying to us!"

"..."

Darren smiled and said:

"I'm telling the truth."

The criminals asked in unison:

"What is your special ability!?"

Darren smiled and said:

"I'm rich."

Prisoners: "..."

They thought about it, but found that they couldn't refute it.

After all, the man standing in front of them was the man who controlled the entire North Sea and maintained an invincible flying fleet.

In the past, they boasted to each other about their high bounties and were self-satisfied, but in fact, their bounties were nothing compared to Darren's.

Not to mention, the daily expenses of maintaining a flying fleet were astronomical figures that they could not imagine.

Darren smiled slightly, walked to the pile of goods, and opened one of the boxes.

"Vildo cigars from the West Sea, exclusively for the nobles."

The prisoners' eyes lit up at once.

He opened another box.

"Seafood sashimi, iced oysters, and cheese lobsters produced by Fishman Island..."

In an instant, the prisoners' eyes froze.

"The best whiskey, vodka and wheat beer in the South China Sea, and of course the specialty barbecue in the East China Sea..."

As Darren opened the boxes filled with goods one by one, the prisoners' breathing became heavy and their eyes were red.

I don't know how long they have been imprisoned in this hellhole of Push City. Where have they seen such good things!

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