Become a revolutionary mentor from a pirate

Prison space.

The Tianlong who just came in was still in a state of confusion, but the painful wailing in his ears at the next moment made him startled.

Looking over again, I saw Saint Samit, who had not been seen for more than half a year in the opposite cage, rolling on the ground covered in black flames.

Just listening to the incomparably miserable wailing made him feel the pain.

Where is this? Hell?

"I'm a reptile, I'm shit, I'm not even a fart..."

"Please kill me! Kill me!"

"It hurts!"

"Dad! Mom! It really hurts..."

"Who can kill me...wuwu...it hurts so much!"

"I am rubbish, the Celestial Dragons are all rubbish, and Mary Joa is a rubbish dump! Let me die, let me die..."

The shrill wailing made Saint Volko's soul tremble. What kind of pain caused Saint Samit to completely abandon the glory of the Celestial Dragons, and even just wanted to die as soon as possible.

etc……

In my mind, the rules regarding prisoners in the prison space came to mind.

Volko's soul suddenly collapsed to the ground.

He understood and understood why the Samit Holy Society could still appear in front of him today, more than half a year later.

The corpse seen on Mariejoia was real. What was wailing here was only the soul of Saint Samit, and it had been suffering like this for more than half a year.

More than half a year...

Volko couldn't stop trembling when he thought of this time.

So...will I be the same as Saint Samit? Burning with never-ending black flames, he couldn't even die. He could only wail like this and couldn't even faint.

"Mother……"

The wailing Saint Samit called out to his mother again, who was a member of the same Celestial Dragons as Saint Mary Joa.

"Ah!!! Kill me!"

Perhaps Saint Samit discovered him and bumped him over, but was directly blocked by the cage without any impact.

But this scene frightened Volko, he grabbed the cage and looked towards the passage: "I was wrong! I was really wrong! Don't punish me like this, I have many, many treasures, and there is endless Bailey! "

"Give it all to you! Give it all to you! Please, please!"

At this time, a faint light lit up the dark passage.

"I could hear your noise just as I opened the door. This isolation sound is actually in the isolation passage. It's really noisy."

Kevin waved his hand, and the flames on Samit's body slowly dissipated in the Holy Cage.

Anyway, it will take nearly a year to finish burning, not less than this time and a half.

"Huhuhu..."

Samit, who was panting, didn't bother to rest and knelt down next to the cage like he was sitting on the ground.

"Please, please, please..."

"I am rubbish, and all the Celestial Dragons are rubbish. Let me die completely, okay?"

"It hurts too much, it really hurts..."

"Be kind, please..."

Soul's head kept hitting the floor of the cage. At this moment, he no longer had the aloofness of the Celestial Dragon in the past.

More than half a year of pain, unable to coma, unable to be annihilated. If this situation were not the characteristics of prison, he would have gone crazy.

But it is precisely because of this characteristic that he can feel real pain.

Saint Volko in the opposite cage also fell to his knees. He was afraid that he would be like Saint Samit.

"I was wrong, I was rubbish..."

Kevin smiled and looked at Volko: "You are really applying what you have learned now. Did you just see his pain?"

Volko, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head slightly, and was stunned when he looked at Kevin's soul body without the mask.

"Are you...marine?!"

"Yo? You know me?"

The name of the Executioner of the West Sea cannot be passed down to the Tianlong people. The navy or CP are just their dogs.

During the youth training camp and the O'Hara incident, Kevin also became famous within the Navy.

You must know that the last time Shampoo Islands killed Samit, his group of CPs didn’t even know Kevin.

Among them, Roger was executed as Kevin, so the guy called him Little Boss when they met.

Volko Saint lowered his head again. This time he was wise.

After seeing the tragic situation of Saint Samit, he couldn't help but be smart. Such pain was more terrible than death. Samit just wanted to die quickly.

"I...I saw you at a guy from CP9."

Speaking of this, Volko's eyes lit up: "Yes... that's right! I also contributed to your promotion to major general this time, sir. I asked my father to go..."

Before he finished speaking, Kevin knelt down and faced him with a smile on his face: "One of the big shots behind Spangdine? So do you have any treasures that you haven't put in Mary Joa?"

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Volko Saint was about to cry.

As Celestial Dragons, they have whatever they want. Bailey and the others have them, they also have Devil Fruits, and they have as many women or female slaves as they want.

But which Draco would hide these? Or hiding outside Mariejoia?

They are not pirates.

After racking his brains, Volko still couldn't think of any treasures he had outside of Mary Joa.

"Haha, it seems there is no more."

Hearing this, Volko hurriedly said: "I can make Spangdyne give you a lot of money, a lot of money, as long as..."

Kevin interrupted: "As long as you can get out, right? Do you think I'm a fool? If I let you out, wouldn't I be exposed? And you have been killed by me. You are just a soul here, you can't get out. "

Shaking his head in disappointment, he ignored Samit who was begging frantically and waved his hand directly.

"Bang!"

Black flames bloomed in the two cages, and the sound of painful wails increased. Two Draconians competed for tenors in the passage, one louder than the other.

After exiting the passage, Kevin had to go to CP's detention center.

The Shampoo Islands had killed more than one Celestial Dragon, but in contrast, this group of CPs had more or less left some legacy.

After ten minutes, these tough-talking guys were only allowed to experience the pain for a few seconds before they all kowtowed and said everything.

Sighing, Kevin suddenly wanted to catch that old bastard Roger back.

In the past, these things were what he needed to do, but now that he was released and ran to Windmill Village from time to time, he was not fulfilling his duty as a warden at all.

It seems that another warden will be needed.

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The Grand Line, the Unnamed Island.

This island has now become the early training and distribution base for the revolutionary army. Before this, the slaves rescued by Kevin in the Shampoo Islands would be screened here, and this time was no exception.

Tezzolo started the surgery immediately after being brought here. He managed to survive such a serious injury with amazing willpower.

Stella, who was brought over from behind, also received muzzle treatment. Her whip wounds looked horrific, but were not life-threatening.

At this moment, she had been waiting outside the surgery tent, with her hands in prayer and her head lowered, muttering something silently.

It wasn't until nightfall that doctors and assistants from the Revolutionary Army came out.

"The blood type was adapted in time, and there was no danger. He kept chanting a name. Your name is Stella, right?"

The woman nodded repeatedly. After getting the answer, her expression relaxed and she slumped to the ground.

Even when she was taken away by the Tianlong people, she didn't cry, but now she cried loudly and kept saying thank you.

After a long time, Stella, who was comforted, thanked everyone who donated blood, and then walked into the tent and looked at Tezzolo quietly.

They were rescued and left that hellish place.

After a night passed, Tezzolo woke up.

The first thing he saw was Stella sleeping on top of him. A slight movement woke her up. The two looked at each other in silence, but they got closer and closer.

At this time, the tent curtain was opened, and a figure stood at the door.

"Well, you went to the wrong place."

Kevin, wearing a mask, stepped back.

I was fed a handful of dog food early in the morning, and I was so full. Are you so anxious just after waking up, and have no breath in your mouth so early in the morning?

Outrageous!

In just a minute, Stella walked out of the tent.

"Yo? So fast?"

Stella blushed a little, but still made a ninety-degree bow: "If it weren't for you, sir, Tezolo and I..."

Kevin waved his hand: "There are no adults here. You can call me Mr. Tinder or Mr. Fire, just like them."

"Besides, my main target is the Celestial Dragons. It's easy to save you. Thank you for accepting it."

Stella was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Sir, are you always this direct?"

Kevin looked at her: "Is there a problem?"

Stella: "Sir's voice should sound very young, although it may not be the original voice. But if you are so direct, you won't be able to find a girlfriend."

This time it was Kevin's turn to be surprised.

You must know that 99% of the slaves who were rescued will not be able to change their mentality for a while.

Just like Kella who was rescued by Tiger from Mariejoia in the future, on the fish-man's pirate ship, she still regarded herself as a slave at first, working non-stop and not even daring to cry.

But this one... just came out yesterday and has already recovered his mentality.

No wonder he still sang in the human trafficking shop in his memory, and when he was taken away by the Tianlong people, he still maintained a smile and talked about his luck.

"Go and have breakfast, it will be provided for free here. You still need to make a choice later."

After Kevin finished speaking, he went directly into the tent and looked at Tezzolo who was lying on the bed.

He struggled to stand up and say thanks, but Kevin waved his hand directly: "Stop, maybe the wound will collapse and die after a while. Your woman is still alive, so you probably don't want to die so early."

These words made Tezzolo pause, but he still thanked him.

And Kevin has heard these words too much recently. The slaves rescued by the Chambord Islands are basically grateful.

After a while, Kevin said: "Now... you should be able to empathize, right? Those who were taken away by the Tianlong and became slaves, their relatives or lovers, will be in such pain."

Hearing this, Tezzolo clenched his hands, recalling in his mind the powerlessness he felt when he was stepped on the ground a day ago.

That was the time when he hated himself the most, hating that he was helpless.

"Since a long time ago, the darkness of this world has been unfolding in front of me, everywhere."

Kevin said and pointed to the top: "People in this world are oppressed by them. Human trafficking, sky gold, war, chaos, pirates... too many."

"Before, you thought that as long as you could make enough money, it would be enough to buy out the woman you loved and live a good life, right?"

"But you have never thought that even if you can succeed, maybe someone will knock you out and sell you again as soon as you step out of the human trafficking shop."

"This is a dark world, so dark that there is no light at all. People who try hard to survive, try their best but find that it is worse to live in this world than to die."

"You know that every time the Heavenly Dragons come to the Chambord Islands, those who kneel a little too slowly will be killed, the children who unintentionally block the way will be killed, and the nurses who rescue the injured will be taken away forcibly."

"After facing a Celestial Dragon once, what do you think you should do to protect your woman?"

Tezzolo's eyes were red, but he said nothing.

He knew that he had no way to resist. Before that, he thought that he would not be so unlucky, but the reality was so cruel.

Kevin looked at him, memories coming to mind.

Ordinary people want to survive, save money and then try to change their lives, such as buying their own car.

However, again and again, this world finally shattered his simple heart, and he could only live in paralysis like a walking zombie.

The future Golden Emperor has a lot of wealth in this world, but he can't even take revenge. He can only lie to himself and live in a dream.

"The Valley of the Gods, this is my hometown. But now it no longer exists on the map or on the sea. It was erased by the World Government sixteen years ago."

"I am one of the survivors, and besides you, everyone here has similar experiences. Slaves, ordinary people oppressed by heavenly gold..."

As he spoke, Kevin stood up and looked at Tezzolo.

"We want to overturn the world, so we need like-minded partners. You can think carefully about whether to join. Even if you join, you must undergo strict assessment and study."

"If you want to leave, you can. Someone will pick up and drop off those who choose to leave. The choice lies with the individual. There will be no force, and I will not have any dissatisfaction."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tezzolo on the hospital bed quickly raised his hands, grinning at the wounds involved.

"I want to join!"

"I never want to experience that feeling again. I want to protect Stella! Even if I do this, the world will be turned upside down!"

Kevin smiled when he heard this: "Then accept the assessment. But you still don't understand, that's not all we want to do to overturn the world..."

"Only when you know why you are fighting, will your inner spiritual will appear again and become your source of strength!"

"What we need are warriors with ideas and determination. They all know why they want to overthrow the world. This is what you need to understand. Think about it."

By the time he finished speaking, Kevin had already left the tent.

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