One Piece: Tyrant Bear

A man's iron fist is no joke.

The boiling time passed by every minute and every second, and Xiong probably estimated that within an hour, his body was almost cooked, and his blood and flesh had turned into a piece of rot.

If this continues, he may really explode.

Fortunately, Hannibal sent someone to salvage him, and he was punished, and that was the end.

"Little ghost, how is it? The punishment here is not bad, right? You will have plenty of opportunities in the future, so don't worry."

Is this consolation?

Xiong heard the strong hostility and the embarrassing mood.

He was mocking, he was revenge, he was saying it on purpose, to stimulate his nerves.

They never show mercy when dealing with pirates. Everyone who enters is a notorious pirate, and death is not a pity.

This is their retirement place and their burial place. There are no special tombstones, plaques, or even graves.

At most, there are a few bones left for you, which are the last remnants.

"Do you think it's not enough, kid?"

Hannibal was very annoying at the moment, the bear raised his head, glanced at him, and said nothing.

Eyes met, Hannibal smiled, very happily.

"Little devil, you're not afraid, are you? Very good, very good. In the future, you wait. If I don't kill you, I won't be Hannibal."

"Bring back."

After dragging his dead body back, Xiong couldn't even walk steadily. The continuous punishments made half of his body crippled.

The soldiers struggled, and several people took turns to finally move the bear back. Before Hannibal left, he left a sentence, "I will come to see you again."

Hannibal, who had returned to his room, ran into little Satie, who was holding hands and looking at him with a smile.

Pink tights, fork in hand, high heels, empty white waist, rolling steamed buns, trembling.

She leaned against the wall and said lightly: "I heard that you went to punish the prisoner again?"

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

This matter was originally done secretly, and if someone discovered it, it could not be admitted.

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. I have witnesses. If the director finds out, do you think you will be dismissed?"

"Huh?" Hannibal's face changed, and he was bitter when he heard the word director.

"Little Sati, 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 a thing.

"I can help you?"

"Just you? Hehe."

"Don't you like the director? I can help you deal with the director, how about it?" For the position, I can only sell my self-esteem.

Little Satie was aggressive just now, forcing Hannibal to ask, but now, she is as weak as a little girl, with a blushing face, covering her face shyly, and shyly.

Hannibal's eyes are worth it, and little Satie is quite feminine. It's a pity that I have to dedicate it to the director, woohoo.

"How's it going, little Sadie?"

"You have to believe in my strength. I'll take care of the director's side. How about creating a two-person world for you?"

Little Satie became even more shy and had no face to face people.

"Really?" The voice trembled.

"Why am I lying to you? Besides, if I can't do it, you can tell the director." I have something on you, why are you afraid?

When little Satie thought about it, it seemed that this was the case. He had a handle in his hands, so he was afraid of what Hannibal would do?

Even though he had eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, he didn't dare to play tricks in front of him. If it really didn't work, he could kill his offspring with a fork and see how he would live in the future.

Thinking of this, Little Satie nodded shyly: "Remember, you can't let me go."

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

"It's you who do things, I don't worry about it."

"...." Can we still have a good chat?

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

"Ok."

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"You didn't die, kid, your vitality is quite strong."

Crying taunts sounded one after another, and Xiong Shen sat on the icy ground, cold and hot, alternating with each other, forming a double sky of ice and fire.