Pirate: I who have the power of the black emperor will eventually become the king

He could see his face clearly by the light of the oil lamp, with a cigarette in his mouth, a double-headed dragon helmet, a naval justice cloak, and his eyes narrowed by the smell of the cell, making this face look even more vicious.

A person instantly appeared in his mind,

Vice Admiral Ghost Spider of the Navy Headquarters.

He was running his head at high speed, and he felt strange listening to his words, what was he talking about? Why don't I understand?

Something suddenly came to mind, not long ago, three strangely dressed people talked to him about his grandfather and

father, but his father was very young when he died, and he didn't remember it at all, so he sent him off without much talk.

The latter things were too busy, and this thing was normal, so I forgot about it.

If it weren't for his good memory, I am afraid he would not have remembered.

Now fusing the memories of the two, I quickly found a possibility that it was the CP organization who was looking for myself.

He was tempted to ask what that was.

But he closed his mouth again.

He just doesn't say that when he escapes, the navy and the world government will be more uncomfortable, and it would be better if they could sleep hard.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a roar in a trance

, his eardrums exploded, his head was blank, he only felt that his head was hit by a car, his head was torn, and

fortunately he reacted to absorb the impact, otherwise all this would faint.

Stiffly pulled his head from the side, his gaze blocked by blood was raised, a smile was forcibly pulled out on his face, and his unyielding soul moved the old man next door.

The whip watched the ghost spider standing in front of him, and the fist that hit him had long since been retracted.

Laughing, he said, "Want to know where things are?" I just don't tell you.

That kind of thing should be known to the whole world, right? The

ghost spider's brows furrowed slightly, and the fierce light in his eyes flickered.

Gritting his teeth, he took a sea lou stone handcuff from behind his thick waist, and flicked his hand to handcuff it.

For the dying scoundrel, he has nothing to do.

The scourge also deliberately pretended to lose his strength, his back slammed heavily on the wall, he really didn't have much strength, and the ghost spider's punch made him even worse.

With a weak breath, he said sonorous words in a mosquito-like voice, "This punch, I will return it to you, ten times back!" Although

the voice was small, it was also heard by the ghost spider who had awakened and heard the domineering.

The ghost spider wiped his hands, disdainful in his heart, his lips squirmed, but he did not say the words in his belly.

There was the sound of treading water, and a person walked out from behind, wearing a black suit.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the

bodyguard who followed Draco that day.

With a collar in his hand, he walked over to the scourge and put the collar around his neck.

"Exploding collar."

At this moment, he felt an unprecedented shame.

Those memories of Draco appeared in his mind, and his heart was even more determined, not only Calette Gang,

but also the whole world!

He gritted his teeth, "Do you want to limit me like this?" The

ghost spider made a cold face and said: "I was punched and still so spirited." Then

he left.

His mission is mainly to protect the Draco and investigate the evidence against the world government in Sebastian Varian.

The scourge was just an ordinary businessman, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

As long as the cane dies, then the evidence will naturally disappear.

Draco's bodyguards stayed.

He indifferently reached out and pulled out the baton inserted in the card holder of his trouser leg, whistled and flicked, and in the high-speed rotation, he suddenly swung his arm and smashed it against the arm of the falcon.

The speed of the baton almost exceeds the dynamic visual reception range of the cane.

He subconsciously roared in his heart: "Absorption! "

The baton hit him without making a sound.

The reaction force will shake the palm, but this force has been absorbed by him, and the bodyguard naturally cannot feel it.

The bodyguard was stunned.

But he continued to exert his power, and all of them hit the body of the falcon.

The scourge is still fine.

The bodyguard glanced down at the baton in his hand, a little skeptical, "There is no sense of blow at all, is it to invalidate my attack?" When, it was clear that he had already put on the handcuffs of Hailou Stone. Glancing

at the falcon, he muttered again: "Or is it the resistance of the sea lou stone?"

Just as he was thinking, the whip jerked his head up and shouted loudly mockingly: "Did you not eat?!" This power is not enough for me to tickle it! Out

of the corner of his eye, he looked outside the cage, and the woman had left.

If you want to escape, you can't escape!

Half a day later.

The bodyguard left suspiciously, and he tried many methods, but none of them could hurt the scoundrel in the slightest.

He felt compelled to escalate the matter.

He reported the situation of the scourge to Draco, who was enjoying himself at the moment, and pushed him away

, "I just need to see the results of his execution, those are the things you want to think about."

It is precisely because of this that the bodyguard did not grow, he

only needed to be responsible for the Draco.

Even if the Draco has great research value, but Draco thinks that he wants to die, then he only needs to die.

......

Inside the cell.

He closed his eyes and nourished his mind, hunger made him unable to sleep, he had not eaten for seven days, the whole person was emaciated, and he relied on energy to maintain his life.

He injects energy into his body.

Cells become active.

The activity of brain cells allows him to think more clearly, maintain wakefulness, and dispel the exhaustion and weakness of the previous five days when he did not receive the power.

The strengthening of stomach cells also made him hungrier, and the hunger felt like it was about to tear his stomach open.

He tries to release energy from his stomach, holding it up little by little.

He gritted his teeth and didn't let himself sleep to death.

He is so hungry that he will faint at any moment, and active cells need to consume more energy, which is material energy.

He can convert all forms of energy into pure energy, but he cannot convert pure energy into matter.

At least, with his current abilities, he can't do it.

Powers need to be manipulated when conscious.

He wants to escape in full view of everyone at the time of hanging, and then he will face the obstruction of ghost spiders and bodyguards.

He has to stay awake at all times.

It was dawn.

He was about to be taken to the execution ground.

The old man in the next cell opened his eyes, his face was pressed against the railing, and he lowered his voice: "Boy, do you want to join the revolutionary army?"

He raised his head and said firmly: "No one will generously give up their power and status.

I'm going to put an end to it in my own way. I will become king and restore order to this world! "