Pirate's Strongest Vice Mr3

"Director Hannibal, to be honest, I don't hate you."

"But you, the guy, actually pushed my lovely subordinates to that extent. It can't be justified without paying a price!"

mr3 lowered his eyes and walked slowly towards Hannibal.

The arms hanging naturally began to ooze gray-white candles, gradually forming a gurgling candle fist.

"He's just a mere pirate, and he says he doesn't hate me. Stop making such international jokes!"

Panting, Hannibal forcibly pulled out the naginata on the ground and waved it a few times to get into position.

"Scum like you who disturb the stability of the world and bring huge disasters to the civilian population will not be a pity even if you die a hundred times!" he roared.

mr3 walked steadily and said slowly: "Whether you are a scumbag or a villain, I will not deny your statement, because what I am doing now is not just."

"Then hurry up and die with repentance! Without you damn pirates, the world would have been a better place long ago!" Hannibal's momentum continued unabated.

mr3 smiled lightly and asked from his soul: "Then why do you think there are endless pirates emerging in this sea?"

Hannibal replied without thinking: "It wasn't that bastard Roger who plunged the world into endless war and strife with just one sentence: The Age of Pirates!"

"Three feet of ice does not freeze in a day. If people's lives are stable and happy, will they flock to it just because of a word from the Pirate King?"

After a pause, mr3 continued to ask, "The participating countries under the World Government must pay countless heavenly gold to the Tianlong people every year. Non-joining countries are not even qualified to receive protection!"

“Aren’t the innocent civilians you call the ones who are persecuted in the end?”

Hearing this, Hannibal's firm eyes flashed and he held the huge naginata in front of him.

"People who follow the rules, even if their lives are difficult, there are still countless paths to choose from, but you have chosen the most evil path!" He gave a reason that convinced him.

mr3 raised his eyes and looked at Hannibal: "You can actually ask others to choose the so-called right path when you can achieve it by just lowering the demand for gold from the sky?"

"Guess it, Hannibal, why the Celestial Dragons knew that over-exploitation would cause more people to become pirates, but they never stopped it."

"It's like a cat and a mouse. If there are no mice in the world, what's the point of the cat's existence?"

"If there was peace and stability all over the world, how could there be guys like you with abnormal brains and self-proclaimed justice willing to sacrifice their lives for them? How could they stabilize the supreme position of the Celestial Dragons?!"

Seeing a very obvious expression of emotion on Hannibal's face, MR3 slowly came to him and yelled:

"Don't you think the idea of ​​punishing other villains in order to protect the interests of the biggest villain is quite ridiculous? Hannibal!"

In fact, mr3 has been thinking about this issue since he traveled to the pirate world and saw and felt the distortion and chaos of this world with his own eyes.

Perhaps when he first crossed over, he just wanted to work hard to become stronger until he became the strongest person standing at the top of this ocean.

Do whatever you want, no restrictions.

It seems very innocent and arrogant, but this is indeed his pursuit: Who has traveled through time and doesn’t want to be the strongest in the world?

Then won’t all the beauties around the world be able to...ahem.

By then, won’t we be able to make this world full of passion and adventure even better?!

But now, after gradually coming into contact with the high-level forces in the pirate world, mr3 really feels that there is nothing wrong with the just navy and there is nothing wrong with the benevolent pirates.

Wrong, it's those bastard Celestial Dragons who have trampled the world under their feet!

This is why Roger, as a great hero, wants to start the era of great pirates that plunges the world into chaos. This is also the fundamental reason why Garp Warring States, who is used to seeing the darkness of the world but is powerless, chooses to lie down and retire!

"me……"

Hannibal's palm tightly covering the handle of the naginata couldn't stop shaking.

Two years ago, facing the evil deeds of Straw Hat Luffy and others, he could fight to the last moment without fear of death and adhere to the rules of order in Impel Down City.

But today, two years later, he still has the strength to stand up, but he can no longer fight with a sword.

Because the unswerving will has begun to waver...

Seeing Hannibal's dejected look and his lack of fighting spirit, MR3 slowly removed the candle on his arm and breathed fire.

The opponent's mentality is already fried and he has no desire to continue fighting. What reason does he have to attack?

"I can't guarantee how much harm the people we take out from here will bring to the World Government. But at least, as long as I am here, the Cross Union will not be able to kill civilians for no reason!"

"If you have the chance, go out and see more of the outside world."

After leaving these words, mr3 stopped talking to Hannibal and walked past.

Hannibal's body trembled and he collapsed to the ground along the huge naginata stuck in the ground.

Although it was only a few short paragraphs, it left an indelible wound in his heart.

"Small, Candle, Big Fire Breathing!"

Suddenly, MR3 turned around and fired directly at Hannibal, who was in a state of shock.

boom!

Under the violent shock wave caused by the explosion of the candle fist, Hannibal, who had little physical strength left, was blown away on the spot.

After drawing a parabola trace in the air, it landed upside down on the white snow of the extremely cold forest in the distance. His legs tilted and he fainted.

"Sorry, I said a lot, I almost forgot, I'm here to avenge my lovely subordinates!"

mr3 apologized to the green onions in the snow with a full face, clapped his hands casually, turned around and walked towards the sixth floor.

Just now, he clearly felt the violent tremors and powerful aura coming from the ground beneath his feet.

If my guess is correct, the battle between Lao Sha, Ka Er and Magellan has probably reached a fever pitch!

At this time, the sixth level is infinite hell.

The infiltrating red venom was scattered and covered most of the areas on the sixth floor.

The terrifying corrosiveness comparable to that of sulfuric acid will burn out gaps in floor tiles, walls, cage railings, etc. made of special materials.

The resulting light red smoke is full of deadly toxins!

The original square architectural layout of the entire prison seemed to be distorted by some strange force. Both the floor tiles and the walls showed irregular curves.

If you look carefully, you can easily see that it is somewhat similar to sticky and fluffy glutinous rice!

On the other hand, along with the poisonous red smoke that fills this space, there is also yellow sand flying all over the sky.

As for the source of the flying yellow sand, it is the desertified floors!

Under the fierce battle between Crocodile, Katakuri, Magellan, and Domino, there was no intact area on the entire fifth floor!

"Damn it, if you fight, just fight. Can you take care of the feelings of us empty-nest old prisoners?"

"Not only am I suffering from severe poison and wearing sea-floor stone handcuffs on my hands, but I also have to take poisonous gas, hide from glutinous rice, and avoid sand and dust. You might as well just put me to death!"

"Gentlemen, I, the fat assassin, will kneel down for you. I beg you to go to the other side and fight me!"

Opposite, the prisoners huddled in the corner of the twisted cell, puffing out their cheeks and blowing poisonous gas out at all costs:

"You fart!!"