What is going on here...

"Ah!!! There's a ghost!!!!!"

Suddenly, the little boy was so frightened that he almost screamed out of his mind. Robin came back to his senses and saw that the little boy was so frightened that he jumped three feet high on the spot. His eyeballs and teeth were about to fly out. He took the others who were frightened by him.

The child ran away in a flash.

Robin looked at "B.I.B".

"You're so ugly," the Stand Armor looked at the little kids walking away, "I don't think I'd recommend donating my eyes."

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"Coconut egg! Stop running around!"

In the snow, a girl chases a mechanically modified dog.

"Nicole! Stop!"

Behind the girl and the dog, followed by a woman also wearing thick winter clothes, fangs roared, "You are wearing too few clothes, what should you do if you catch a cold? Go back and add more clothes!!!"

"A little bit." The girl named Nicole stuck out her tongue to her mother, "Ah, my tongue is so cold. It's squirming." She quickly retracted her tongue.

A person passed by her.

The mother and son looked at the passers-by and said, "The town is over there..."

The mechanically modified dog sniffed and barked twice at the figure.

It was snowing and windy, Robin pushed open the door of a tavern and looked over with a pair of eyes inside.

She took off her cotton gloves, took a sip of white air, sat down at the bar, thought about it, and said, "A glass of gin and a glass of sherry."

The boss behind the bar said speechlessly: "How can a small bar like ours have the two kinds of wine you mentioned..."

"Then have a drink of absinthe," Robin said.

"Ale, or the most common rum, that's all the shop has!" the boss behind the bar said angrily, "A girl can just tell you some weird wine names..."

A glass of crude ale was pushed in front of Robin, the liquid sloshing around...

Snap, the water droplets fell.

The hot tears burned a small hole in the snow, and then more and more hot tears rolled down, and the silver-covered snow-capped mountains echoed with the sad cries of teenagers.

"Tomb of Siruluk"

There was an origami cherry blossom placed in front of the tombstone. Chopper stood in the snow and cried, holding in his arms the research notes left by Dr. Qu.

Kuleha stood nearby, holding a wine bottle and drinking silently.

"Continue his research," Kuleha said with tears in her eyes, "Didn't he say that as long as his will is still passed on, he is not really dead!"

"Um!!"

Chopper nodded heavily, sobbed and turned to leave with Kureha.

But they didn't go very far when they suddenly looked up and looked ahead, only to see a vague figure in the wind and snow gradually approaching them...

"That is?" Kuleha frowned and stopped the bottle.

A tall figure walked through the wind and snow, a woman wearing a thick cotton coat and a face covered with freckles.

"Still remember me?"

The woman took off her fluffy hood, revealing medium-length black hair that had reached past her ears. The freckle mask on her face turned into petals and fell off, revealing the appearance of Robin. She looked at the half-human and half-man standing with Kuleha in front of her.

Deer, "Pikachu..."

The deer just stood there.

"Oh yes, you may not recognize this look..." Robin thought for a moment, then reached out and wiped it on her face. The Xu Lun Mask, which she had not used for a long time, made her stunned for a moment.

However, before she could be stunned for a long time, Chopper let out a cry of extreme grievance, "Wow!!!!" and flew into her arms.

"..."

Robin stepped back, hugged the crying fawn, and gently stroked the fur on the back of its neck.

She raised her eyes and looked at Kuleha. The female doctor in her prime, who was over a hundred years old, took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Girl, are you happy lately?"

"..." Robin's mouth twitched and he was speechless.

The black armor stood nearby, listening to Chopper's intermittent crying in Robin's arms. He was crying so hard that it seemed that he couldn't bear to look directly at it. He looked back and looked into the distance.

The wind and snow howled in the valley...

The sky is dim and misty...

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〖Maybe several years have passed...〗

〖This day, boom...〗

〖The towering door of justice standing on the sea slowly closes...〗

At the gate of the prison, Magellan looked at the new batch of prisoners coming off the warship. Like Hannibal and other subordinates, they all stared intently at a tall figure with long black hair and an unshaven beard among those people.

Unlike other prisoners, his nonchalant look made people suspect that he was not in jail, but on vacation.

Looking around, his eyes met Magellan and others, and he actually nodded...

Do you really think you are here to inspect the work?!

Magellan looked at the Vice Admiral who came off the warship and growled: "What does this mean? He is not"

Didn't this guy disappear from the world for several years without any news? Isn't it suspected that he was actually killed by the Fourth Emperor's aunt before?!

Why did he suddenly get off the navy ship with such a grimace? Does this mean... he was thrown into a big prison?!

"There's a ghost!!!"

Hannibal was the first to scream, raised his hands and stepped back, scaring the other guards into commotion.

"Is there a ghost?"

Lin Qi raised his hand to brush down his long black hair, turned back and looked around, and asked curiously, "Where is it?"

Only then did everyone notice that the keyhole of the handcuffs on his hands had been poured with gold and completely sealed.

Lin Qi grinned at the stunned jailers, revealing his big teeth that were now a little yellow, and said with a strange smile: "NIU~HO~, please give me more advice in the future."

This guy didn't appear to be outside at all, with his big bare feet, he followed everyone into the Impel Down City called "Hell" as if nothing had happened.

The other prisoners were all pale and defeated as they were stumbled into the prison...

"There's another troublesome guy," Magellan said with a gloomy face, a wisp of poisonous smoke rising from the corner of his mouth, "This one seems to be particularly troublesome..."

"ah!!!!"

From the cracks in the closed prison door, the screams of the prisoners could be faintly heard.

At the end of the passage, in the scalding boiling water, the prisoners were forced to strip off their clothes and throw them in for "disinfection". Many of them were burned until their bodies were red and blistered, and they screamed in agony.

It was Lynch's turn. He stepped naked into the boiling water pot calmly and leaned on the edge of the pot very comfortably. He felt so comfortable that the hairs on his legs were floating, and he couldn't help but moan...

The jailers looked at this guy as if he was taking a bath in a hot spring. It seemed that they couldn't help but glance at them. They looked like they wanted to give him a back rub, but they were very speechless.

What was even more speechless was that there was a female jailer who couldn't help but move forward and almost went over to rub his back.

"Damn it," the female jailer turned around and pinched her red face, "Although he is a pirate and would not regret his death, he is really stylish and handsome, and..."

Soon, the prisoners were taken deeper into the prison elevator.

Those who have made it this far and have the chance to be sent to the prison floor below have already lost a lot of people, and several of them have just been boiled alive.

The prisoners, who had been "disinfected" by boiling water and were clean, white and tender, were huddled in the corner shivering in the elevator, not daring to get close to Lynch.

The elevator slowly descends...

Level 1, Red Lotus Hell... The whole floor is filled with steel-like needle-pricked woods, and every step you take in it feels like being punctured... The elevator stopped, and as soon as the door opened, several prisoners rushed out impatiently.

Hannibal held his naginata and walked around extremely vigilantly, keeping his eyes on Lynch who was standing in the middle of the elevator. Step by step, he walked around to the elevator switch and took a picture with a "snap". The elevators were slowly moving.

close……

Continue down…

lv2, beast hell...

lv3, Hungry Hell...

lv4, scorching hell...

There were fewer and fewer prisoners in the elevator. Lynch yawned in boredom, making the remaining prisoners break into cold sweats. This guy...from the beginning to the present, seems to be exuding an inhuman sense of oppression.

ah!

It continued to descend until it reached the fifth level of the extremely cold hell. As soon as the door opened, a bone-chilling wind hit him, and Hannibal couldn't help but shiver.
To be continued...