One Piece's Gluttony

When he woke up again, Chen Mo was already in prison again.

He wanted to get up, but found that as soon as he moved his body, he felt a sharp pain. There were several fractures all over his body. The wounds on his arms were deeply visible, and they were only bandaged briefly.

He also feels dizzy. His current condition can be said to be extremely bad.

Damn it, you really don’t regard us as human beings. If I hadn’t had a golden finger, I wouldn’t have survived for seven days based on my current injuries.

He gave up getting up and lay down again, waiting for the guards to bring him food again.

"Hello, brother, my name is Eiffel." The boy with the scar on his face walked up to Chen Mo.

"What's the matter?" Chen Mo was in unbearable pain all over his body. He just wanted to lie quietly and wait for the food to arrive.

"Brother, I heard that you killed that guy Gudo. He was a ruthless man who won 19 consecutive victories. Originally, we thought you would be dead if you left. I decided that you will be my boss from now on." Eiffel said with a look on his face.

He looked at Chen Mo with admiration.

19 consecutive wins? No wonder he is so strong. Chen Mo didn't reply to him, just turned his head away and continued to rest.

"Tap, step, step." Footsteps came from outside the iron gate. The guard walked in and placed the food in front of the iron gate.

Chen Mo stood up with difficulty and wanted to get it. Seeing this scene, Eiffel rushed up and took back the two plates of food. "Boss, you eat." He brought both plates of food in front of Chen Mo.

Chen Mo looked at him and asked, "Aren't you hungry?"

"If you're not hungry, boss, you can eat." Eiffel looked at him with a simple and honest look.

It seems that the world is not as dark as I imagined. Chen Mo took half of the food on Eiffel's plate and handed it back to him.

"You should eat some too, I don't want my little brother to starve to death."

Eiffel started crying, "Boss, you are so kind to me! I am so touched."

Chen Mo had a dark look on his face. He just gave you half of the food that was originally yours. Why did he start crying?

Chen Mo finished the food in just a few mouthfuls, and the heat spread through his body like bamboo shoots after a rain, nourishing his wounds!

He moved his muscles and bones, and the severe pain that he had originally felt subsided a little. Although his injury has not recovered yet, he can already stand up and walk normally.

Time flies by. Chen Mo has already won ten games in a row in the Colosseum. He still had to hesitate before killing people at the beginning. Now he has already killed many people. In the past seventy days, everyone in the prison died one by one. Now

Only three people including him and Eiffel were left.

Chen Mo was squatting in the corner. After seventy days of training, his physical fitness had improved at least five times compared to the first day.

"Click, click." The sound of the iron door opening interrupted Chen Mo's training.

Eiffel was thrown in like a dead dog. He was covered in wounds and bleeding, and he was dying.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Chen Mo quickly ran up and picked up Eiffel.

"Brother, I'm fine, I just feel a little sleepy and want to sleep." Eiffel raised his eyelids and said in a very weak tone.

Don't sleep, you will die if you sleep! Come here! Help! I beg you to save him! Chen Mo shouted to the door.

Brother, stop shouting. I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after a nap. Eiffel's eyes slowly closed and his head drooped weakly. He was dead.

Chen Mo hugged him with both hands and lowered his head to look at the corpse in front of him. Tears couldn't stop streaming down his face. "Why? Why is this happening?" He felt extremely grief-stricken and hit the ground with both hands.

While Chen Mo was still sad, two guards came in and wanted to take Eiffel's body out.

If you lose, I will say, he will definitely not survive, right? Bring me a thousand beli.

"Hehe, take it to me. You are lucky this time."

They actually gambled with Eiffel's life. Chen Mo looked at the two men fiercely with anger in his eyes.

"Boy, what are you looking at?" A guard picked up the whip with his right hand and whipped it hard on Chen Mo. "Whoops," the slender whip hit Chen Mo's back. In an instant, the flesh and blood on Chen Mo's back burst open.

A bright red blood mark was printed on his back.

Chen Mo gritted his teeth and tried hard not to scream. He lowered his head and did not continue to look directly at the two people, but the anger in his heart was surging like a volcano.

"You know what you're doing, I'll kill you next time." The two of them walked out arrogantly.

After the two left, Chen Mo punched the ground angrily with his right hand, and a hole with a radius of ten centimeters was created on the entire soil surface.

Power, I want power. If I had power, I would not be trapped here. If I had power, Eiffel would not die. If I had power, I would definitely kill those dirty nobles. Chen Mo used both fists

He clenched his fist tightly, feeling extremely angry inside. At this moment, he was like a madman.

He wiped away the tears on his face, straightened his legs, crouched down, raised his hands flat, and looked straight ahead. He wanted to turn his grief and anger into strength.

In the afternoon, the guard brought food, and Chen Mo picked up both plates of food and ate it. The black-haired man in the corner looked at him and said, "This is my food, why did you eat it?"

Chen Mo turned around and stared at him with his devilish eyes, "Do you have any objections?"

"No, I won't eat without you." The black-haired man was so frightened by Chen Mo that he couldn't speak clearly.

With 20 consecutive wins, 40 consecutive wins, and 50 consecutive wins, Chen Mo has been in this hell-like place for a year. It can also be said that he has been alive for a year. During this period, his figure has changed from a skinny to a...

He is strong and strong. His height has also grown from 1.4 meters to over 1.5 meters. He has grown by more than ten centimeters. The most important thing is that his physical fitness has improved twice as much as when he won 20 consecutive games.

Chen Mo stood in the center, maintaining the posture of a tiger pouncing on food, grinning hoarsely, his five fingers turning into claws, gripping the ground, and his back arched, just like a tiger.

That motionless body.

It started to tremble, and the trembling amplitude was very large, as if the whole body was swaying consciously, but as time passed, the trembling amplitude became less and less, until finally, from the outside, it was no longer visible that Chen Mo was trembling.

But all the bones in his body were shaking slightly. Under Chen Mo's skin, the muscles were trembling, the bones were trembling, and the same was true for his internal organs.

The inner vibrations in the whole body form a sound of tiger and leopard thunder, just like Wuye's body contains the sound of tiger and leopard and the sound of thunder.

"This guy is practicing again. I really don't know what's the use of practicing every day. He will die in the end." The slave in the same cell as Chen Mo complained.

Chen Mo ignored these wastes. He waved his fists, and the powerful force made the air break. He felt the huge power contained in his body. But he was not excited at all, because he had no power, but couldn't use it.