Behind the scenes of One Piece

Jinola was a little sad, and she asked feebly: "Can I see the contents of that contract?"

Old Charlie thought for a while and felt it didn't matter, so he took out the contract text from his arms and handed it to her.

Jinola read it word by word from top to bottom, and the more she read, the colder she felt in her heart.

The contract clearly states:

Her body and time all belong to old Charlie.

She must try her best to complete the tasks assigned by Old Charlie, otherwise Old Charlie can punish her by any means.

She cannot do anything to harm old Charlie, otherwise she will die immediately.

The contract itself has no time limit. Unless Old Charlie takes the initiative to cancel it, she will be Old Charlie's person in life and will be Old Charlie's ghost in death.

Therefore, from the moment she entered Old Charlie's door and was secretly fingerprinted and signed the deed of sale, she no longer belonged to her, but was Old Charlie's slave.

The gratitude that had been building up in her heart for many years suddenly disappeared.

"Now that I think about it, when I picked up the Devil Fruit in the yard, was it actually you who arranged it?" she asked, her tone cold.

Old Charlie smiled: "Of course, how can something as valuable as a Devil Fruit be picked up casually in the yard?"

Jinola gritted her teeth and said: "This fruit has brought me endless loneliness. Over the years, I have become more and more eager to communicate with people and be normal friends, and I hate it more and more."

Old Charlie spread his hands: "You can't blame me. I didn't have a illustrated book at the time, so I didn't know the dangers of eating this fruit."

Jinola stared at him: "I don't know what the danger is, but you let me eat it?"

"I spent a lot of money to buy this Devil Fruit, how could it be wasted? If you eat it, you're still alive, right?"

"So you're gambling with my life?"

Hearing Jinola's aggressive tone, old Charlie also became a little impatient:

"Didn't you make something wrong? I spent a lot of money to get this Devil Fruit. It's much more expensive than you!"

As soon as he said these words, Jinola took a step back again, her body shaky.

"So... I'm not as valuable to you as this so-called Devil Fruit..."

Seeing her sad look, old Charlie couldn't bear it, so he walked up to her and patted her shoulder, comforting her: "Since you have eaten the fruit and gained abilities, it is still necessary to calculate its value now. ? Anyway, the value of the fruit is already part of you..."

"No, you don't understand. From today on, I refuse all tasks assigned by you, and I want to leave here!"

After Jinola said this, she pushed away Old Charlie's hand and walked straight towards the door.

Old Charlie didn't understand what she meant, and reminded him from behind: "If you refuse my mission, the iris on your chest will bloom bigger and bigger, and you will die soon!"

Jinola said coldly, "I would rather die!" and then reached out and opened the door.

But when she wanted to go out, she found that her legs could not move.

She turned her head and saw old Charlie staring at her coldly, with a look of ridicule on his face.

"what have you done?"

Old Charlie smiled: "You signed the contract, and your body has already belonged to me. If I don't let you move it, don't even think about it!"

Jinola felt excited and suddenly realized:

"Are you also a capable person?"

Old Charlie made a gesture towards her with the hollow palms of his hands, and nodded proudly: "I am a contract fruit ability user. The moment you signed the contract with me, everything about you was already under my control."

Jinola started to panic, but she noticed the movements of old Charlie's hands, and estimated that the other party needed to keep exerting force to control herself.

Considering that she is also an esper, and the ability of the weak fruit is passive, will old Charlie forget her existence after a while, stop using his hands, and let her regain her freedom?

This possibility is very high!

So she quickly calmed down and said calmly: "It doesn't matter if you can't move, then I'll just stand here and wait."

But old Charlie was not an easy man, and he quickly guessed what she was thinking.

After pondering for a moment, he turned and walked towards his bathroom and ordered: "Come in with me."

Although Jinola resisted in her heart, her legs moved involuntarily and entered the bathroom.

Old Charlie opened the bathtub, filled it with warm water, and then ordered: "You go in."

Jinola sat in obediently.

Old Charlie found a set of shackles from somewhere, cuffed and tied her hands and feet, then pulled out the dagger from her waist and made a cut on her forearm:

“You will keep bleeding to death, and I will forget that you are bleeding because of the weak fruit.

If you want to live, cry to me and beg me for mercy. "

Jinola had an angry look on her face and shook her head firmly.

"Well then, bleeding to death suits you well."

After Old Charlie finished speaking, he threw the dagger aside and walked out of the bathroom slowly.

Jinola lay weakly in the bathtub, somewhat resigned to her fate, and full of regret.

I just met Mr. Guli today, and I haven’t even had a few words to talk to him yet.

The only person in this world who can notice her, I wonder if he will notice her if she dies like this, or think of her one day.

Probably not.

After all, most people would turn a blind eye even when they saw her. It was already rare for him to see her.

Jinola just thought wildly and slowly closed her eyes.

She wished she could just leave quietly.

But as soon as she closed her eyes, there was a loud bang outside. It must have been that the door of old Charlie's room was kicked open.

Who's coming in?Being so rude, he should be Old Charlie’s enemy, so doesn’t that count as his savior?

Her emotions were rising again.

"Mr. Charlie, it's so late and you haven't slept yet."

Gu Li's voice sounded outside.

"So it's Mr. Guli? He came to me so late and kicked the door open. This doesn't seem to be the behavior a gentleman should do."

"I am a pirate, not a gentleman." Guli replied coldly.

Then Jinola heard Guli start walking around the house, seeming to be looking for something.

She was looking forward to it even more. Are you looking for me?

She tried hard to suppress her desire to cry for help: If I don't make a sound, can Mr. Guli find me?

How can I repay him if he finds me?

The more I think about it, the less I can stop.

The bathroom door was quickly pushed open.

"Jinora, I'm sorry I'm late."

When Gu Li saw her like this, he immediately took out a roll of gauze from behind and began to bandage her wound.