The real suffering is not that you are suffering, but that when you are suffering, someone next to you dies.

Fear, fear, fear, permeate the air.

"Ahhhh

"Let me go, I'm ...... I...... Ahhh ”

A terrible shout resounded all around, and a voice suddenly came from the side, and a person rashly emerged from below, his face full of pain.

The flesh and blood are blurred, the face is tattered, and it is hideous and terrifying.

It was like countless reptiles climbing on it, the bear frowned at the first sight, and the man's cry of pain suddenly stopped when he saw his presence.

"Guy, there's a newcomer, haha, haha, a newcomer is here."

"Little ghost, you are doomed, the people who are caught here, there is no escape from fate, you will die, just like me, and eventually die."

"Hahaha."

The laughter is unbridled, and if the bear recovers his ability, he slaps the slut to death.

The man continued to soak in it, his body relaxed, and the whole person became peaceful, and he said weakly: "I think back then, Lao Tzu was one of the 180 million men in the great channel, fame, wealth, freedom, and beauty, inexhaustible. ”

"Today, Lao Tzu is going to die, haha, irony, great irony."

"Damn Karp, Karp, if it weren't for you, how would Lao Tzu end up like this, ahhhhhh

His body sank and never got up again, and then his body floated up, breathless.

Resentful, after death, he is peaceful.

There was a rare serenity on the hideous face, and the bear looked at him quietly, without fluctuation, a dead man, dead and dead.

But there was a crack in the unwavering heart, and he admitted that their purpose had been achieved.

Those people, let themselves come up here, is nothing more than using this person to stimulate themselves, so as to .......

The dead man died, he was still boiling, no navy came up to fish him out, and even the corpse, no one came up to clean it up.

They seem to have been given orders not to come up and let the above continue.

What does it feel like to be in the same bathhouse as a dead person?

Bears can tell you clearly, it's "wonderful", so comfortable that you don't have anything to say.

Shut your mouth, don't dare to take a sip of water, close your eyes, don't want to see anything that is in your way, lest there be waves in your heart.

The bear held on for a moment, but he couldn't hold on, his eyes widened, and he looked at the person and the corpse carefully.

Even if he is alive, I am not afraid, but if he is dead, will I be afraid?

However, this pirate turned out to be Karp's defeated subordinate, and it is conceivable how good Karp was back then, even now, he is also bullish.

Xiong didn't dare to fight Karp directly, even if he went to Sengoku, he couldn't go to Karp.

A man's iron fist is no joke.

As the boiling time passed, the bear predicted that it would be about an hour, and his body was almost fully cooked, and his flesh was blurred into a piece of slag.

If it goes on like this, he might really explode.

Fortunately, Hannibal sent someone to salvage him, and the punishment was over.

"How's it going, little ghost? Lao Tzu's punishment here is good, right? You have a chance to come later, don't worry. ”

Is this comfort?

The bear heard a strong hostility, and a terrible mood.

He's laughing, he's taking revenge, he's saying it on purpose, to stimulate his nerves.

They are never merciful when it comes to pirates, and everyone who enters them is a notorious pirate, and it is not a pity to die.

This is their retirement place and their burial place, there are no special tombstones, no plaques, not even graves.

At most, a few bones are left for you, which is the last remnant.

"Don't you think it's enough?"

Hannibal was very annoying at the moment, and the bear looked up, looked at him, and said nothing.

Looking at each other, Hannibal smiled, laughing happily.

"Little ghost, you're not afraid, right, it's good, it's good, in the future, you wait, if you don't kill you, you're not Hannibal."

"Take it back."

Dragging his body back, the bear couldn't walk steadily, and with continuous punishment, half of his body was wasted.

The soldiers dragged it with great difficulty, and several people took turns, and finally moved the bear back, and before Hannibal left, he left a sentence: "I will come to see you again." ”

Hannibal, who returned to his room, met little Satie, who was holding her hands and smiling at herself.

Pink tights, forks in hand, high heels, empty white around the waist, rolling steamed buns, trembling and shivering.

She leaned against the wall and said lightly, "I heard that you are going to punish the prisoner again?" ”

"No, no, nothing." Hannibal waved his hand in panic, but he couldn't admit it.

This matter was originally done secretly, and when it was discovered, it was not admitted.

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, but I have eyewitnesses, and if the director finds out, do you think you will be removed from your post?"

"Huh?" Hannibal's face changed, and when he heard the words of the director, his face was full of bitterness.

"Little Satie, we know each other so well, you can't betray me."

"Do I know you well?"

Holding hands, cold eyes, obviously saying, I don't know you well.

Hannibal rolled his eyes, I'm sorry, at this time, you actually said such things.

"Can I help you?"

"Just you? Hehe. ”

"Don't you like the Administrator? I can help you get the commissioner, how? "For the sake of the position, I can only sell my self-esteem.

Little Sati was still menacing just now, and asked Hannibal, now, weak and a little woman, her face was crimson, she covered her face shyly, and twisted and pinched.

Hannibal's eyes are worth it, and little Satie is still quite feminine, but it's a pity, to give it to the director, woo.

"Little Satie, how's it going?"

"You have to believe in my strength, I'll do it over there, and create a world for two people for you, how about it?"

Little Sadie became even more shy, and she didn't have a face to see anyone.

"Really?" The voice trembled.

"What am I lying to you about, besides, if I can't do it, you can tell the director." I have a handle on you, what are you afraid of?

Little Satie thought about it, it seemed that this was really the case, he had a handle in his hand, and he was afraid of what Hannibal would do?

Measure that he has eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and he doesn't dare to play tricks in front of him, it's really not good, he can kill his offspring with a fork, and see how he will live in the future.

Thinking of this, little Satie nodded shyly: "You remember, you can't release my pigeons." ”

"Don't worry, I'm Hannibal, don't worry."

"It's you who do things, so I'm not at ease."

“……。” Can you still have a good chat?

Hannibal took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Wait for my good news." ”

"Okay."