One Piece Tyrant Bear

As the bear wandered in this world, his body began to feel cold, shaking, trying to use this method to warm up, however, the more warm, the colder.

"It's cold."

The cold irritated the bear's nerves, he slowly opened his eyes, and the bewildered light passed through his eyelids and entered his eyes.

It is not bright hope, but dazzling cold.

He found that he was tied to the cross, his hands and feet were firmly buckled on it, and there was also an iron block at his waist, all made of Hailou stone.

In this situation, doesn't the bear still know what happened?

He seems to be tortured like a prisoner, no, he is a prisoner.

The torture that hadn't come for a long time finally came today. At first, the bear thought they had forgotten themselves and would not come to torture themselves. He sneered at the navy's words.

Today, disaster strikes, but I know nothing.

Seeing the bear wake up, Hannibal put down the whip in his hand, which was stained with blood, red and bright, he approached and smiled: "Oh, I finally woke up, I thought you were asleep."

Pain, fatal pain was transmitted to the body through the flesh, and he hissed, frowning.

Looking down at the body, it was covered with scars. This was not important. He felt the wounds were fiery and very uncomfortable.

"Hehe, it's painful, isn't it? This is a whip soaked in salt water. It is the most useful to deal with pirates like you who are smelly and hard."

"Don't worry, you won't die so soon, the pirates in front, but all have passed this level, you will not be worse than them?"

Hannibal was very happy, and the whip in his hand lashed towards the bear's face.

Xiong looked at him calmly, his eyes shooting out ice-like cold.

"Oh, dare to stare at your uncle, I think you are impatient with your life and are looking for death."

"Papa."

"Papa."

"Hahahahaha."

Laughter, whipping, melding together, reverberating in the prison.

The bear watched the whip keep falling, and his body endured it once. The hot feeling made him frown. He didn't know how many whips he had eaten along the way.

You can describe yourself this way if you have no body.

The clothes were tattered, soaked with my own blood, still infiltrating and dripping to the ground.

The cross on the back is full of blood, rolling fresh blood, flowing down the ground.

He was tired, half an hour, a full half an hour, not counting the previous whipping, the bear felt tired.

Hannibal, this person doesn't hate him deeply, right?Why are you so against yourself?

Hostility, from his eyes, the bear felt hostility, strong hostility.

He didn't offend him, he kept on his feet, and didn't think about running away.

"You are really hard, not bad, I like it very much."

Turning his head, he said: "You guys come in."

Two soldiers came in, they both had whips in their hands, and there was no blood on them, they looked at him doubtfully.

"Leave this person to you and beat me hard. It doesn't matter if you die, you know?"

"Yes." The navy soldier didn't understand. Therefore, if the adults have ordered, they can just listen. It is inconvenient to ask so many questions.

Hannibal went out for tea and took a break.

The navy soldier approached the bear and murmured: "You are so unlucky. You have offended our chief. He is very vengeful."

"We don't want to abuse you this way, but..."

"Okay, stop talking, let's get started."

"Oh."

The navy became bigger and lighter than Hannibal, but the uncomfortable, fiery pain did not diminish, but became stronger.

The two played for a long time, about an hour, when Hannibal came in and was very satisfied with the masterpiece in front of him.

"Go and untie him, we will continue to the next show."

Whiplash can only be the first step, and there is a second step.

That is the fire, the burning flame, and they came to the fourth hell, the scorching hell.

The purpose is self-evident, they found the hottest place, where there is a stove with a pot on it.

Inside was boiling heat, billowing bubbles came out, exploded, and ascended to heaven.

The bear drew near, and the heat made him sweat, and the pain in his body became more painful.

Sweat ran down the wound, irritating the pain, which was a kind of unspeakable pain.

"put in."

Hannibal, holding his hands, watched this scene quietly, the bear's body was put inside.

Burning hot, the boiling water was very hot, and the wounds seemed to be cooked.

The meat was bright red, and then dimmed, the bear looked at the blood from the wound, and it kept coming out, dyeing a pot red, and he could smell the blood in the boiling water.

Boiled blood kept coming out, and Hannibal was standing there laughing.

"Haha."

"Haha."

Let you kid against me, let you enjoy my hellish torture.

Flogging, carrying salt water, caused the pirates to endure pain, just like ordinary people's pirates, their physical strength became stronger, but they could not bear it.

Add boiling, blood, flesh and blood, wounds, and disinfect after boiling.

This is not the purpose. It allows the prisoner to try the extreme pain and wailing. This is his favorite voice.

"Come on, let out your tragic cry."