Crossing the pirate I'm obsessively confident in iron blocks

Boom boom boom.

Galloping all the way.

The four jailer beasts were much larger than Wilton. They formed a shadow and surrounded Wilton in the middle. The afterimages of the weapons in their hands continued to hit him with brute force.

Wilton also hit hard.

Just like this, they hit from the west to the east, and then from the east to the north. From time to time, four jailer beasts flew out, and from time to time, Wilton was smashed into the ground, and what followed was a violent storm.

After a storm.

The floor of the Scorching Hell was penetrated, and Wilton fell into the Extremely Cold Hell along with some rubble. He was covered in blood and looked like he would not survive long.

But just as the four jailer beasts took a few breaths, a big hand grasped the edge of the pit and jumped up and landed on the ground. It was Wilton who was once again full of energy.

The iron block is as powerful as ever.

Now the continuous beatings of the four Jailer Beasts cannot cause him any real fatal injuries. At most, they can seriously injure him, but a recovery can make him brave again.

And entering the passive skill of risking one's life, the attack power is rising steadily.

The second skill, Hot Spin, can even restore his health.

"continue."

Wilton showed a passionate expression, but paired with the dried blood on his face, he suddenly looked crazy, uncomfortable, and even scary.

Not a moment later.

The four jailor beasts howled and screamed, and Wilton was seen savagely grabbing their tails and slapping them back and forth on the ground, and spinning in circles in the air from time to time until they were thrown out with stars in their eyes.

"Ah, I wish Lord Wilton would treat little Sadie like this."

I don’t know when.

Sadie, who was mercilessly beaten to death by Wilton ten days ago, appeared with bandages all over her body, but now her face was flushed and she looked at the four wailing jailer beasts with anticipation and envy.

If possible, she wanted to replace Jailermon and then be severely abused by Lord Wilton.

"Lord Sadie, why do you still have such thoughts?"

"It's over, the psychiatrist's treatment is of no use."

around.

The two men who were taking care of Sadie were stunned. They looked at Sadie in disbelief, who was holding her cheeks with shy expectancy and looking at Wilton lovingly.

Since their chief jailer was almost beaten to death ten days ago, he woke up alone and was in a daze for a while, and then clamored to see Major General Wilton.

She said she wanted to experience the feeling of being severely abused by Lord Wilton again. The sound of gasping, the smell of sweat, and the strong muscles of Lord Wilton beating her all made her unforgettable.

The two subordinates still remember that their jailer at that time was giggling like a mentally retarded child while covering his cheeks in shyness.

It's like spring.

At that time, the medical staff and they all had only one idea, that is, the chief warden had been beaten silly.

Later, he was diagnosed by a psychiatrist. Yes, he was a psychiatrist. There are trauma doctors and psychiatrists in Impel Down City.

And nurses.

Their warden's sadistic mental illness became more serious, and even had some kind of mutation. After testing, it was found that not only did he not hate Wilton who almost killed her, but he also looked forward to Wilton brutally abusing her again.

All of their minds were on fire at the time.

There is no doubt that this is Stockholm Syndrome.

Wilton's severe beating opened a door to a new world for Sadie, who was already suffering from severe sadism.

This time.

Sadie not only likes to abuse others, but also likes others to abuse her, and she only feels that kind of pleasure when Wilton abuses her.

"Ah~ Lord Wilton, I'm here, please use your fists to ravage me."

"What the hell."

Wilton was in the middle of a heated fight with the Jailermon when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He punched him without even thinking about it. Along with a scream of pain but excitement and satisfaction, a black shadow spurted out blood three feet high, and then turned into a sword. The stream of light crashed into several cells, and in the end they were covered in rubble and no one knew whether they were alive or dead.

"Lord Sadie."

"when."

The two men hurriedly chased after him, pulling at the rubble and finally digging out Sadie. Although Sadie looked like he was about to die, his face was flushed.

The half-closed eyes were full of confusion.

At that moment she seemed to fly up into the clouds and see God!

"Lord Sadie, please wake up."

"No, the blood the jailer vomited turned black."

"Go to the infirmary quickly."

Smoothly.

The two men carried Sadie and left the scene. They didn't know if they could save him this time.

This way.

Wilton didn't take it seriously at all and was still immersed in the chase, because now the four jailor beasts stopped fighting with him.

Not only did they throw away their weapons and run away with their heads in their hands, they also knew how to disperse.

All of a sudden, he was chasing from the Searing Hell to the Hungry Hell, the Beast Hell, and the Red Lotus Hell, making the entire Impel Down City restless.

Finally on the twelfth day, Magellan intervened and called for a halt. He couldn't bear it anymore.

It was a great honor for him to allow Wilton to mess around for so long. Although it was Impel Down City's responsibility in the beginning, Wilton had already taught Sadie and the four Jailer Beasts a lesson, and he had also stepped forward.

But now Wilton has seriously affected the operation of Impel Down.

This is the limit of what he can endure.

It's time for Wilton to leave.

The next day.

The morning light breaks.

At the port of Impel Down, a group of marines were transporting supplies. Domino and several jailers came to see him off in person, which showed how much they valued Wilton.

No matter how.

This time I gained a lot from pushing forward the city of Wilton.

"Major General Wilton, be careful along the way."

Domino looked at Wilton, who was full of passion and was constantly exercising his biceps. This man's male hormones were too intense.

The whole body exudes sunshine and tough guy temperament.

At first glance, he looks like a tough hunk.

"Just send Warden Domino here! Help me say sorry to Director Magellan for causing trouble to you these 12 days."

Wilton nodded, thinking that after he became the marshal of the navy, he must find a way to get Impel Down to the navy. After all, Magellan and Domino were all talented people.

"OK."

"goodbye!"

Wilton waved and jumped on the warship, and then the warship began to gradually move away from the impel city amid a burst of sirens.

"Sorry, Deputy Warden, Lord Sadie and the Minotaur are missing."

Seeing that the warship completely disappeared from sight, Domino turned and returned to the Burning Hell. She wanted to report to Magellan first, and then go to work.

But as soon as they arrived at the Burning Hell, the two men who had been looking after Sadie ran over in a panic, looking panicked and out of breath.

"what happened?"

Domino's pretty face froze, what the hell is that sadistic woman doing again? How can she still have the energy to run around if she can't just lie down after being so seriously injured?

"I don't know. We searched all over the Burning Hell but couldn't find Lord Sadie and the four Jailer Beasts."

"Go and have a look on other floors. The perverted woman may have gone to torture criminals again. Once she was found, she was imprisoned immediately. Director Magellan deprived her of her position as chief jailer and she will be imprisoned for a period of time to reflect."

Domino didn't take it seriously. The first thing she thought of was that Sadie was torturing criminals again to satisfy her perverted sadistic needs.

"yes."

soon.

Three hours later, in Magellan's office, Domino's managers and doctors all wore gas masks, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing. .