I'm a pirate

"This" Hannibal sniffed and hesitated, the orders from above did not allow Carlos to actually step inside the Infinite Hell.

"Let's go together, this man was once considered the world's top powerhouse anyway, a legend, let's go with him and send him off."

"An extremely weak man, with only the Tyrant Color Tyranny left, not yet at full victory, can't delay too much" Ayanagi Kuzan rose to his feet.

"But, the top let me" Hannibal looked at Carlos, still a little hesitant.

The crowd understood Hannibal's meaning at once, Carlos smiled slightly and came to Hannibal with a flash of his figure, reaching out his right hand and clasping Hannibal's waist, no way, this guy is really not small.

"Don't worry, Commissioner Hannibal, blame it down to your superiors, just say I made you do it, push it on me."

"Besides this one's no big deal, I don't plan on robbing the prison, and I'm not going to tell anyone what's going on inside."

"That's fine then!"

Feeling the claws of steel and hearing Carlos' words have a backbone, Hannibal stopped insisting.

The teal dolphin's eyes flickered, pondering whether or not to sue. I've been thinking about it, but at best, it's not going to make the higher-ups happy. It's not going to make a difference to the overall situation of our partnership.

The five of them stepped into the dim Infinite Hell together, although it wasn't exactly without a little light, but it was still too dark, and that little light instead made the Infinite Hell even more claustrophobic and lonely!

There were a lot of cells in the air where the five had come all the way, and there were also no cells with people, but they were all quiet at this point.

That's because talking is also consuming physical energy, their food and water is too little also poisonous, stored in the body of physical energy is also less.

If it were an ordinary jailer or a new prisoner, the entire Infinite Hell would have been bustling with activity, and this hellhole would be too small to have fun.

The living or newcomers naturally have to speak up to have some fun, but in the face of a strong man like Carlos Pheasant, it's better to speak up less, ordinary guards can't do anything about them in the cell, even fear them, these strong men through the cell can also be free to teach them a lesson, death is death.

Those who wanted to die had already died, and those who didn't die in the Infinite Hell were unwilling to die for various various reasons.

Tap tap tap.

In the quiet and dim corridor, the footsteps of the five men echoed, and soon they arrived at Barrett's cell, the cell door had been opened, and by the dim light, the five men saw that the two guards had fallen beside Barrett.

There was some reflection around Barrett as well as the two guards, it was a blood red light

Barrett raised his head, his mouth full of blood, his eyes blood red, and his smile looking very evil.

"Bastard, Barrett, how dare you kill!" Hannibal cursed at the sight of him.

"Ahahahaha wants me dead, let's see what you can do!" Barrett laughed without a care in the world, a mighty tyrannical explosion rushed in all directions, air currents surged and gusts of wind pounded the five men's clothes and hair, dancing wildly!

The moment he was impacted by this powerful Overlord Color Hegemony, Hannibal faltered, but he hadn't fallen down yet, and Green Pheasant, Peach Hare, and Tea Dolphin were only lightly frowning, not too affected by anything too much.

The three of them were all at least strong people with at least Lieutenant General level strength, and this level of overlord tyranny couldn't do anything about them yet, and the overlord tyranny emitted by Barrett during the period of full victory was still somewhat threatening.

"Worthy of being known as the devil's descendant, having been on Roger's ship and imprisoned for so many years, the overlord color is still strong!" Carlos slowly spoke up, no longer suppressing his own Overlord Color Overlord Qi, erupting with all his might.

The two Hegemonic Hegemonic Qi collided in Infinite Hell, the strong wind, the waves kept spreading in all directions, the red and black lightning, red outside and black inside, shone and diffused, illuminating Barrett's cell, also attracting the attention of the other prisoners, looking over .

"What are you, kid?" Barrett sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, looking at Carlos, a man who wasn't wearing a Navy uniform or a Propulsion City uniform.

"Me?"

"I am the godfather of the mafia, a pirate, and will be a king in the future."

"Because of an agreement with the world government, the world government has allowed me to select six prisoners here, but unfortunately I can only bring out the dead ones."

"Live that is a million ways, after all, you people are too dangerous in the eyes of the world government, in the eyes of the navy."

Carlos' face was flat, seemingly relaxed, but actually his eyes were filled with serious solemnity, this guy's tyrannical hegemony was really strong, and he was only able to resist it with all his might

"I see, what do you want us to do?" Barrett learned the truth and knew he was going to die, without any loss of composure.

"Do experiments, some of which only the strongest bodies can withstand."

Chapter 255.

"Heh I never thought I'd end up as lab material for Barrett."

"Just as well, it's death no matter what, but I can't let you underestimate me Barret!"

The last four words, Barrett completely roared out, the sound resounded throughout the infinite hell, the already very powerful overlord color hegemony under Barrett's desperation, put to death under the spirit of becoming even more terrifying, majestic like a mountain torrent erupted overlord color rushed in all directions, will Carlos's overlord color hegemony to completely suppress.

Hannibal was impacted again by the surge of Tyrant Color Hegemony, could no longer hold on, and fainted on the ground with some eyelids.

Green Pheasant, Peach Hare, and Tea Dolphin's brows furrowed as they had to concentrate to resist the impact of the Hegemonic Hegemony on their consciousness!

The cells with prisoners near Barrett were knocked unconscious and their eyelids whitened under this powerful tyrannical domination of Barrett, and the cells in the distance also closed their eyes and turned their backs to the waves of air as they were blown by the powerful waves.

The Infinite Hell that was already noisy, because of Barrett's outburst quieted down once again, only black and red lightning shone and spread in the Infinite Hell!

"That's powerful, I'm no match for a post-graduate finalist in tyrant colors!"

Carlos's crisp promise of inadequacy was definitely not matched by many in the world of this level of Terror Tyrant color.

"However, there is no need for me to attack my enemy with my own shortcomings, you are already a prisoner, incapable of putting up more resistance, just accept your fate!"

Carlos's words turned his eyes into reincarnation eyes, raising his hand to point at Barrett, gravity erupted, instantly pulling Barrett over and crashing into the cell, the Tyrant Color Hegemony was interrupted as a result.

Barrett was in Infinite Hell, or rather the state of the prisoners in Infinite Hell who were basically running out of oil, their bodies were not being adequately replenished and were also being eroded by drugs that could not last at all, and Barrett was only relying on a momentary surge of courage.

With this breath swept away, Barrett didn't even have the strength to get up, and lay on the ground breathing heavily

"I'll take care of him myself, send him on his way, it's not an insult!"

Carlos stepped into the cell, picked up the two syringes scattered on the floor, crouched halfway down, and injected first a tube of the highly effective drug into Barrett's complex eyes that were both reluctant and contained calm.

Carlos had white eyes, and was quite knowledgeable about the veins in the human body that way, and such things as injections were completely minor problems.

"You're dead, but I'll have you resurrected in another form and active in the world again."

"At that time, you are still you, because your soul is still there, and you are not you again, because you are about to lose something."

"But after all, you escaped your prison and fought against the various powers of the world!"

Carlos injected another tube of poison into Barrett's vein, speaking silently as he slowly injected it, his lips moving, but no sound came out, only Barrett, who was close enough to understand what Carlos was saying.

Barrett knew something about lip-syncing from a lifetime of debunking, at least because Carlos spoke slowly enough that he understood.

Understanding Carlos' words, Barret was stunned by the words, and a random smile appeared on his face, although it wasn't what he wanted, but being able to get away from this hellhole, to fight and wrestle with people again, despite being a walking corpse, was barely acceptable!

By the time Carlos had finished injecting the poison, Barrett had closed his eyes, the direct effect of the drug on the human body had taken effect and he would die a slow, but painless death.

The poison wouldn't kill anyone immediately, and Carlos wasn't allowed to give them a poison that would kill them immediately, they could die, but not immediately.

The details had been communicated after dealing with the world, the six prisoners could die, but not immediately, he wanted them to die chronically, immediate death he didn't even recognize, and they would need to be reselected.