One Piece: The Long Road

The bartender didn't speak any more, reached out and flipped the switch under the cabinet, accompanied by a slightly harsh sound of gears, under Simon's astonished gaze, the floor on the right slowly closed into the counter, revealing a square hole, and a staircase descended , There is no end in sight, the pitch-black hole is like the mouth of a beast that devours people, and a little bit of pale green light source is beating in the mouth.

Simon silently picked up the package, walked down the stairs without looking back, and headed for the underground world where he didn't know where to go. The bartender, who was wiping the glass, glanced indifferently at Simon, who disappeared in the dark passage, and flipped the switch again. , With the sound of gears, the ground returned to its original state again, and in the dark bar, there was only the sound of wiping glasses.

Simon went down the stairs. After walking down a hundred or so steps, the space suddenly opened up. The corridor became straight forward. On the left and right sides of the stone wall, there was an oil lamp every 100 meters. .

The sound of footsteps echoed and rebounded in the passage. Simon's pace was unhurried and he walked like this. After about ten minutes, the road came to an end, and there was a heavy wooden door at the end.

This is the underground world, Simon naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to knock on the door, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the wooden door, exerting a little force. He thought that such force was enough to push the wooden door, but he didn't expect that the wooden door would not move at all.

Slightly startled, Simon increased his strength a bit, and the wooden door was pushed open with a creak. As soon as the thick wooden door was pushed open, a small and not small voice came over, which was quite lively.

Inside the wooden door is a circular hall. Dozens of tables and chairs are placed in a mess. People wearing black clothes to cover their faces sit on the chairs at will. There are items to be traded on the table. Simon glanced over and saw Devil Fruits on some tables.

The bare-faced waitress held a tray full of drinks in her hand, and smirked among the men in black, occasionally giggling, and the plump and white double ditch was already stuffed with Bailey.

There were two people bargaining in a corner of the hall. Suddenly, the person who bought something slapped the table and stood up with a brutal voice, but no one paid attention. The seller said indifferently, "If you don't buy it, get out."

The buyer is a strong man with a height of three meters, with a rude and loud voice, he doesn't look like a good-natured person, and without saying a word, he yells and slams a punch at the relatively thin seller.

The fist slammed into the air, and with a slap, the strong force ripped the table into several pieces, and the items on the table suddenly fell to the ground.

The people watching the lively around were amazed. The strong man with feelings was not a brainless person. He threw a punch at the seller, secretly broke the table and let the goods fall to the ground. He could subconsciously attract the seller's attention to win A chance to kill.

As expected, the seller would be shattered by his energy at any time when the goods fell, and when his fist approached his head, he caught the goods with one hand.

The strong buyer let out a smug laugh, and then he heard the cracking sound of a broken bone, and his smile stiffened because of a sharp pain in his fist.

"Pfft..."

The sharp pain just came from his fist, and the strong man felt a tingling pain in his chest in the next second. He slowly lowered his head in a trance, and saw a **** hand drawn from his chest. beating heart.

The strong man glanced at his heart suspiciously, and the endless darkness drowned him.

The seller glanced coldly at the corpse of the strong man lying on the ground, his palms exerted force, and the heart in his hands burst suddenly, then he slowly squatted down, his blood-stained hands disgusted the black clothes on the corpse of the strong man. After wiping it for a few times, he took all the money from the strong man into his arms without anyone else.

"Out of control."

After leaving a sentence coldly, the seller found another unoccupied table and chair, sat down, put the goods on the table, and quietly waited for the next interested guest.

In this regard, there is no change in everyone around, as if this scene is normal, but in fact, such things are commonplace here.

At the railing on the second floor of the hall, a woman who was not wearing black, had a coquettish face, and had a delicate body. After watching this scene, she turned around and walked to the sofa. After sitting down, she said with a tender smile, "That kid at Yale is black again."

The sofas were arranged in a circle, with a stone table in the middle. In addition to the charming woman who spoke, there were also three men and one woman sitting. As soon as the charming woman finished speaking, a white-faced young man with a fake smile on his face said lightly: " inferior means."

"You can't say that."

Another little loli, who looked like a peculiar, said in a narrative tone: "Yale made a lot of money using this method."

"Ha ha."

The white-faced young man smiled and said nothing.

…

At the wooden door, Simon also took this scene into his eyes. It was a coincidence that he truly experienced the darkness of the underground world.

Black eats black, it seems to be allowed here.

"This is the underground world."

Watching the corpse of the strong man being cleaned up and carried away, Simon thought silently.

There is always a burning white candle in every corner of the hall, there is always a table and chair in any corner, there is always goods to be traded on the table, and there is always a man in black sitting on the chair.

Simon was carrying the package, observing the surroundings obscurely, with a look of indifference, until the faint pressure from the second floor disappeared, his muscles gradually relaxed.

In fact, as soon as he entered the door, he felt a faint qi lock. It was very light at first, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw black eat black, and after unconsciously exuding murderous aura, the qi suddenly became thicker, and At the same time, several qi jets came vying for each other.

Simon is not an arrogant person. He consciously concealed his good breath and made a weak appearance, and then the few breaths disappeared.

Breathing out a breath, Simon found the nearest seat and sat down, then put the package on the table, silently watching all the transactions that took place in the hall.

Not to mention rare fruits can also be traded here, all kinds of contraband prohibited by the world government, like weeds, can be seen everywhere.

This is the dark world, the dirty world hidden beneath the surface of the world.

Use dirty money to buy things from dirty sources.

Simon, who was silent, understood in vain why the bartender said such a thing.

"Dark World..."

Simon leaned against the wall, whispering to himself, his eyes cast to the second floor from time to time, even if the transaction in the hall is like fire, it is definitely not as good as the transaction on the second floor.

Simon firmly believes that the main theme of the underground world is probably the people on the second floor.

"Clap~www.readwn.com~ Suddenly there was a heavy slap on the table, and then someone said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Hey, what's in the package? "

Simon looked up, looked at the person coming, and replied, "Gold, pearls, jewelry."

The man who patted the table looked stunned for a moment under the brim of his hat, and said stunned, "Are you kidding me? Or did I hear it wrong?"

"This is my cargo." Simon said lightly.

"Ha ha!"

Hearing this, the man laughed unbridled, the laughter was so loud that it caught the attention of everyone in the hall, the man laughed and sneered: "I have come to the underground world quite a few times, this is the first time I saw someone bring Treasures are to be sold, and my mother has all kinds of birds."

"Leave the treasure, you can get out."

The laughter stopped, and the man spoke coldly to Simon.

Everyone in the hall heard someone bringing treasures to sell, some people couldn't help laughing, and most of them cast ridicule and sympathy at Simon.

The movement in the hall also attracted the attention of the second floor. The charming woman from before seemed to be a person who was keen to watch the fun. As soon as she heard the movement, she immediately walked to the railing.

The three men and one woman who were with her also seemed to be a little interested in it, and came to the railing together to watch the movement below.

"You should have killed me."

Listening to the laughter around, Simon was unmoved and suggested to the person who came.

"Humph."

For some reason, this person just snorted but didn't do anything.

"It turns out that this is the case, it seems that there are still rules."

Seeing that the troublemaker didn't do anything, Simon was a little surprised, and he couldn't help sneering for a while.

Immediately, the man's face darkened.