One Piece – Thundergod Marine

  

Being watched by Ron with the eyes of the dead, it is impossible for Pizarro not to be nervous. This is a guy who does not treat prisoners as human beings. The cruel methods are in the eyes of Pizarro, known as the "King of Evil Government." They are all unique.

But he believed that Ron didn't dare to do anything to himself, because he held a big secret in his hand, and the world government would never allow him to have an accident before prying out that secret. It was also his death-free gold medal.

"Puff ha ha ha ha! Don't scare me!"

Pizarro did not retreat but moved forward, putting a cold railing on his face, and said with a wicked smile: "Come on! See who will die first!"

"A good devil king!"

"Go on, little director, aren't you crazy? Teach him!"

The prisoners became more agitated, but some people watched from the sidelines, and instead of joining them, they retreated back into the shadows.

"Oh, Navy Blue Dragon!"

Xiliu sat back on the long bench in the cell, listening to the venting anger of the prisoners outside, looking up at the dark ceiling.

"It's really lifeless guys."

Throughout LV.6, no one knows the means to advance the city better than him.

These prisoners thought that what they saw was everything, so they dared to provoke Ron. In fact, if it were not for the existence of the gold medal to avoid death, some means could not completely ensure that there was no accident. Magellan had already taught them how to be human.

Hilliu saw what Ron wanted.

That is obedience!

Whether it is turning prisoners into fools or torturing them with cruel methods, they are all to make them honest and lose the spirit of resistance.

Under this premise, there are naturally fewer things like thorns.

Pizarro is going to be unlucky.

The wise men shook their heads and closed their eyes to rest.

Facing Pizarro's provocative gaze, Ron's expression remained the same.

A thorn is a good thing, isn’t it?

Ron can't give all the prisoners of LV.6 electrotherapy once. If every prisoner knows how to forbear like Tickey, the result will be the same with or without him.

It is really a good thing to have thorns. Only by grinding away the thorns can you change something deeper.

He smiled calmly, in Pizarro's ominous premonition, Ron took out the jail bug in his arms and dialed out.

"Director, what's your order?!"

Hannibal's voice sounded quickly, for fear of Ron's eye on him for a minute.

"I remember there was a set of water guns in the warehouse to suppress riots, right?"

"Uh……"

Hannibal thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, it was an automatic water gun designed by Begapunk. Later, due to frequent fires in the dry storage room of the hot hell, it was placed in the warehouse of the hot hell."

"Bring me all LV.6."

Hannibal: "???"

"Puff ha ha ha ha! Kid, are you quit? Use a water gun to deal with Lao Tzu?!"

Pizarro laughed.

He had seen those water guns. In the past, when someone escaped from prison, the jailers used it to suppress prisoners' riots. It was almost useless. It was just a large amount of water that caused the prisoners to flee, which was convenient for the guards.

"Oh? Really? It's good to have confidence!"

Ron smiled without anger, patted Pizarro's face across the railing, and then shut up.

Can Canglong do useless work?

The answer is definitely no!

The prisoners who were waving the flag and shouting smelled something unknown, but they still didn't understand why Ron wanted those water guns.

Lessons Pizarro?

Please, the prisoners who can enter LV.6, even those with the ability, are not afraid of torture in the sea. How can Ron dare to drown them?

Hannibal moved very quickly. In less than five minutes, he ran in with seven or eight backpack-style water guns sprinkled with pesticides. A group of jailers behind them dragged in and brought in a large number of water guns.

"Director! All the water guns are here, I have notified the control room to connect the sea water pipeline, and I can start at any time!"

Although he didn't know what Ron wanted the water gun to do suddenly, Hannibal carefully arranged everything.And he and the prisoners have the same idea, these water guns can be used to suppress the ordinary prisoners of the first two floors, and the monsters who want to deal with LV.3. too harsh.

Looking at the seawater pipes pulled in by the jailers outside, Ron nodded in satisfaction: "If you remember correctly, these things can be set to automatically spray, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Vegapunk considered the shortage of manpower sometimes, so he designed this feature."

Hannibal answered quickly, then blinked: "Director, do you want to?"

"Give each of these guys a few cells. I want them to be hit by a water gun no matter where they are in the cell, even on the ceiling. Can it be done?"

"of course can!"

This is just a small matter. Not to mention that so many water guns are only installed in the cells of more than 20 prisoners. If you want to install all of them... it is only a dozen.

Upon receiving the order, Hannibal immediately ordered the jailer to act, and installed a water gun position with no dead ends for the guys who had just been booing, including Pizarro.

Xiliu leaned against the railing curiously, not understanding Ron's approach.

Obviously there are better instruments of torture in Push City, why choose these toy water guns?

Can't you drown them?

It's not that Xiliu disagrees with Ron's cruelty and boldness, but that the drainage system for promoting the city's fire prevention and backflow prevention is very complete, avoiding the losses caused by natural disasters to the greatest extent.

It is impossible to submerge LV.6.

So since he can't drown, what does Ron want to do?

While waiting for Hannibal to be busy, Ron lit his cigar and took a sip, then took it off and stuffed it into Pizarro's mouth.

"If you lie down and lick my shoes now, I will spare you and do what I say."

"Hi...whee..."

Pizarro raised his beard disdainfully and sneered: "Bah!"

"Very well, I admire your backbone! So be it..."

Ron clapped his hands, and Hannibal immediately switched them.

Set the delay time to the shortest three seconds, and the pumping machine immediately started to run, making a dull buzzing sound.The next moment, a fireball hit Pizarro's face, extinguishing the cigar.

"It is not allowed to stop pumping during this time, when he will lick my shoes, and when will he come to notify me."

That's it???

Not only Pizarro and the prisoners, but even Hannibal was confused.But he didn't dare to disobey the order, nodded, turned and shouted at the others: "Have you heard the Director's orders? If you let me know that you dare to stop the water, don't blame me being polite!"

"Yes!!"

The jailers replied tremblingly and made up their minds. Next, they will eat and live next to the LV.6 and the water pump to ensure that there will be no water cut.

Afterwards, Ron left LV.6 with his new material under the doubtful and incomprehensible gaze of a group of prisoners.

Is it really as simple as drenching him to provoke him?

Hilliu frowned silently, wondering what Ron wanted to do.

however……

A week later, when Ron was sorting out the papers, Hannibal knocked on the door and entered.

"Director, the prisoner below wants to see you!"

"Oh? Pizarro is going to lick my shoes?"

Ron was a little surprised. Ordinary people can withstand three days of torture. These monsters actually surrendered in a week?

"That's not the case, it's a few other prisoners..."

Hannibal remembered with lingering fears, is that kind of look really human?I'm afraid of death, I won't have this look.

"Cut, why didn't you come to me?"

Ron frowned regretfully.

"They don't care about anything! Tell them when Pizarro will lick my shoes and when I will see them."

Shrimp pork heart!

Even sitting is a system that is easy to create barriers. Even if the original work advances to the City University prison escape again, Ron has to make sure that these guys who can't fight or scold will not leave so easily.

Believe that Pizarro will not be so easy to surrender, that is just enough, let him and almost the entire LV.6 prisoners enmity.

Hannibal shuddered and nodded in salute.

"understand!"