General Lanlin of One Piece

Chapter 173: Garbage occupying memory needs to be cleaned up in time

"Uh ah ah!"

The prisoner's withered palm, under Rorschach's five fingers, seemed to be put into a [-]-ton hydraulic press. The bones and the remaining muscles were shattered bit by bit and blended together, indistinguishable from each other.

The heart-rending screams echoed in the dim infinite hell, causing a brief pause in the howls of ghosts and wolves that echoed around.

"Kid! Damn Navy kid! I'm going to kill you..."

The skinny prisoner opened his mouth and let out a sharp scream.

But the next second, a big hand passed through the gap in the iron fence, grabbed his skull-like face, and pulled it out!
"Crack!"

A strange sound sounded, and the prisoner's skeleton-like head changed its shape and got stuck directly into the gap in the iron fence, which was only ten centimeters wide.

The extremely intense pain hit the prisoner like a tide, making his eyes nearly bulge out of their sockets.

His mouth opened wide, but no sound came out. He could only hear the sound of 'ho...ho' coming from his throat.

The huge infinite hell was silent for a few seconds because of this sudden change.

Then, the entire dark underground space boiled instantly.

The sound of banging iron bars came from the cells in all directions.

Prisoners, some skinny or strong, wearing black and white striped prison uniforms, bumped into their respective cells with crazy expressions on their faces, looking over here and at Rorschach with pairs of bloodshot eyes.

"Hehehehe! That navy brat! Interesting! Come to me! Let me tear you apart!"

"Hahahaha, trash, trash! You can't even take down a navy that doesn't even have a hair on it. It's such an embarrassment to this hell!"

"Magellan! Diarrhea bastard, where did you recruit that naval brat from? He's quite crazy. It reminds me of that brat who played with lava."

Magellan looked around coldly, and his eyes turned blood red at some point, causing some timid prisoners to shrink back into the depths of the cell.

Seeing a rich purple color about to emerge from Magellan's body, Rorschach raised his head and glanced coldly at a cell on the right wall.

"Uncle Magellan, why do you keep all this garbage in Impel Down?"

"If it's to prevent some powerful Devil Fruit abilities from flowing into the sea, I can understand."

He raised his hand and pointed to some of the cells where the noise was the loudest.

"But some of them are rubbish and don't even have Devil Fruit powers."

"There are also some trash that have the fruit abilities of the same trash."

"Wouldn't it be better to clean up waste like this directly?"

Luo looked in the direction of his finger and saw a prisoner who was nearly six meters tall and had a huge rosacea. He was looking at this side with a lewd expression, drooling and staring at Skylark.

"That's..., Pirate, Barrel, Basque Choate."

Magellan looked at Choate with a sly smile with cold eyes, and the purple color on his face gradually retracted from his body.

He took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and handed them to Rorschach.

"Rorschach, this question of yours arose in my heart as early as the day I became the director of Push City."

"As you said, I also think that some heinous guys should be dealt with directly so that there will be no further trouble."

"Except for some people who possess fruit abilities that can pose a huge threat to the world, other criminals can be executed."

"In this way, it will not only reduce the burden on the prison in Impel Down City, but also reduce the occurrence of many accidents."

Magellan said, his eyes falling on an empty cell.

There was a pair of shackles scattered on the floor of the cell, which was already covered with dust.

"But unfortunately, although the prisoners in the advancing city were captured by colleagues in the navy, how to deal with them requires approval from above."

Rorschach took the bunch of keys and walked outside the cell where Baskjot was, looking coldly at the giant man with a stupid look on his face.

"Is it okay if I get rid of some garbage that takes up too much space?"

"At least dozens of prisoners die every day in Impel Down City. As long as hundreds or thousands of prisoners are not killed in batches, or some particularly important prisoners are killed, the higher-ups will not interfere." Magellan crossed his arms and blocked Skylark. He stood behind him, blocking countless pairs of greedy eyes.

In the cell, Basquejot's greedy eyes moved from Skylark's body to Rorschach's body, and finally placed on a bunch of keys in his hand.

"Hiccup, hehe, my dear Lord the Navy, do you want to let me out? That's great. I miss the taste of wine and women."

"Yeah, I'm going to take you out of here. Send you to a more wonderful place."

Rorschach raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a cruel smile, and reached out to insert the key into the rusty keyhole.

With a crisp click, the cell where Basquejot was held was opened.

The heavy iron door creaked as it had not been pushed open for who knows how many years.

The harsh sound of the iron door being pushed open was like the sound of nature to the ears of the surrounding prisoners.

In an instant, heavy breathing sounds came from all directions.

Pairs of eager eyes were fixed on Choate's cell.

Choate licked his lips, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the cell door that had not been opened for more than ten years.

free.

As long as you pass through this door, you will be free.

No.

That tough guy Magellan is still standing outside.

Moreover, he was still wearing sea tower stone chains on his body.

I really want to escape from this hellish place called Impel Down City, unless I can untie the sea tower stone handcuffs on my hands.

Choate's eyes were fixed on the key in Rorschach's hand.

He moved his huge body little by little and approached Rorschach who was standing at the door of the cell. He licked his lips and smiled:
"Dear Lord Navy, do you really want to let me go? Hey hey hey, that's great. Please help me unlock the handcuffs. I won't move, I promise. I..."

"call!"

Before he finished speaking, Choate jumped in front of Rorschach at a speed that was completely inappropriate for his fat body, stretched out two huge palms, and grabbed Rorschach's shoulder and the key in his right hand respectively.

"Hiccup hehehe! You're careless, Magellan!"

A look of ecstasy appeared on Choate's big, fat face.

As long as he can get the key, unlock the Sea Tower Stone handcuffs, and then seize the navy in front of him as a hostage, he really has a chance to leave this damn Impel Down City!
Choate's momentary riot immediately detonated the entire Infinite Hell's onlookers.

Everyone looked at him with jealous eyes as he pounced on the silver-haired boy.

Confronting Magellan is dangerous though.

But these people have stayed in this dark and infinite hell for long enough.

Even if there is a slight chance to get out, even if this opportunity may cost them their lives, they are very willing to try it.

"Oh!"

Choate groaned, and his huge body seemed to hit the thick seastone wall, causing him to fall back and sit on the ground.

"What the hell?"

Choate shook his slightly confused head and looked up.

At the door of the cell, a huge human figure swelled up, blocking the faint light coming from the corridor and casting a large shadow, drowning him.

A cold voice sounded softly in his ear.

"Don't worry, there is still plenty of time. Today's paradise..."

"Not closing."

(End of this chapter)