One Piece: Tyrant Bear

"Why are you talking so much today? What happened?"

Silver Wolf was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xiong seriously, but unexpectedly he saw it, his observation skills were good, and it was completely opposite to his own.

"Some things, I should tell you, I may not live long."

In a word, the atmosphere suddenly became deserted.

Xiong widened his eyes and stared at his body, yes, a year has passed, his body is getting worse, and he is no longer the major general he used to be.

In the extremely cold hell for more than ten years, it is impossible for anyone to be okay, the cold air has almost invaded.

The cold here, Xiong has experienced it before, and knows how severe it is. Not everyone is like him, with a strong body and incredible recovery ability.

Moreover, the major general is old.

"I'm old."

"It's not me anymore."

He spoke quietly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

The plain attitude moved Xiong. Who can say that he is not afraid at the end of his life?

At the end, I also felt it.

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It is a sad thing in life that a hero is late and a beauty sheds tears.

Xiong couldn't bear to speak to hurt his heart, so he remained silent.

Silver Wolf smiled and comforted himself: "I'm fine, I've had enough life, and I'm tired of it, unlike you, I still have a great time, so I have to cherish the present moment."

"Ah."

silence.

The two were silent at the same time, bowed their heads and did not speak. The sad atmosphere lingered in the hearts of the two, which could not be erased.

After a long time, Silver Wolf sighed: "Hey."

"Hoohoo."

There are only sighs, strong and sad sighs, the saddest thing in life is not that you will die, but knowing the deadline of death and waiting anxiously for this period of time.

It was like being tortured by the god of death, ranging from mental breakdown to suicide in severe cases, falling into the arms of the god of death.

A conversation starts like this and ends like this.

The bear was lying on the ground, the icy breath penetrated through the skin, and it froze. He didn't get up, and the hot air rolled out, dissipating the cold air.

The ice on the ground began to melt, and running water appeared on the cold ground. The bear felt the wetness and sat up.

The back was wet, and the clothes could be squeezed out of water, and he frowned.

The cold water is constantly being evaporated, and the sweat mixed with ice water is a wonderful feeling.

"Tap."

The sound came slowly, the bear pricked up his ears, heard the sound, and turned his eyes to the left. At the same time, the eyes of the silver wolf followed him.

Staring at the front with wide eyes, waiting to see who is coming?

A group of people appeared in sight, and Hannibal came with a group of soldiers. He looked at each cell and raised his middle finger to the prisoners inside.

Saying a few arrogant words made the prisoner furious, but he laughed and left gracefully.

This kind of behavior aroused the anger of many prisoners, and also made many prisoners ignore him, not even looking at him.

Hannibal came to the bear's cage, leaned over, and said with a smile, "Little brat, are you still alive?"

Xiong lowered his head, he didn't want to see this annoying person, even if he took one more look, it would be a kind of torture.

"Hehe, are you ignoring me? Brat, you are ignoring the director. Do you know what the consequences of ignoring the director are?"

An angry Hannibal pointed at the bear and cursed, venting his inner dissatisfaction, as if the anger he had received before was vented on the bear all at once.

What greeted him was Xiong's more contemptuous eyes, as if he was a clown.

"You...you...." Hannibal was so angry that he couldn't speak, pointed at the bear, and couldn't say a word of anger for a long time.

"Okay, fine, you're fine, kid, you managed to irritate me."

"Open the door."

"My lord, is this not good?"

"Ok?"

Glared by his blood-red eyes, the navy soldier hurriedly took out the key and opened the door, not daring to say a word of nonsense.

"pull out."

"Yes."

Xiong didn't resist, and smiled as he watched the two soldiers pull him, motionless.

Hannibal outside was jumping up in anger, pointing at the naval soldiers beside him and yelling: "Why are you standing still, why don't you help? Do you want the director to do it yourself?"