One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

After Whitebeard left, the sea was quiet, with only the sea breeze blowing gently, creating ripples.

Jinan stood by the side of the ship, gazing at the boundless sea in the distance, but his heart could not calm down.

The journey was smooth and there was not even a hint of hostility, which made him feel a little unreal.

"Blackbeard didn't make any move?"

Jin An muttered to himself, his brows slightly furrowed, a hint of doubt and uneasiness flashing in his eyes.

He originally thought that Blackbeard would launch a surprise attack on their escort team, quietly eliminate the two captains, and then put the blame on the navy, thereby completely detonating the conflict between the navy and the Whitebeard Pirates.

But now, the sea was surprisingly calm, which made him wonder what Blackbeard was planning.

"Or does he want to make it big?" Jin An felt vaguely uneasy.

Blackbeard has always been insidious and cunning, with deep scheming, and will not easily let go of any opportunity to stir up trouble.

Now, this silence makes Jinan even more alert.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, "Could it be that the guy is in the atmosphere, while I'm still on the first level?"

He secretly reminded himself not to underestimate this enemy.

Blackbeard's plot was clearly intended to do more than just create a simple conflict.

His real purpose may be to plant a time bomb between the Navy and the Whitebeard Pirates through these two captains. Although it has not caused a major conflict yet, this incident has always left a thorn in the hearts of both parties.

This thorn may, at some point in the future, cause both sides to fight each other desperately.

Jin An took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm.

He knew that what he had to do next was to keep a close eye on Blackbeard's movements and see how he planned to use this thorn.

The warship was still sailing on the sea, its huge hull splitting the sea water, making bursts of low roars.

Jin An stood at the bow, letting the sea breeze blow on his face, but the doubts in his heart never diminished.

Every second of calm could be a precursor to a storm, and he must be prepared for the coming storm.

......

As Jin An arrived at Tuijin City, he heard a commotion.

From a distance, he saw a large group of jailers under Hannibal's command, busy arranging lines and organizing equipment.

Hannibal, with his conspicuous big belly, was shouting loudly: "Cheer up! This mission is very important to us! We must leave a good impression on General Jinan!"

When Jin An heard this, a few black lines appeared on his forehead.

He was no stranger to this deputy director who was always exaggerated and liked to show off, and thought to himself: This guy Hannibal is doing these formalistic things again.

He led his men to walk behind Hannibal, raised his hand and gently patted his shoulder: "Hannibal, you obviously saw me coming, why are you still doing all this formality?"

Hannibal was startled, turned around and saw Jin An, his face immediately filled with a flattering smile: "Ah, General Jin An, you are here! I just want to leave a good impression on you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he muttered to himself, "As long as you hold on to the thigh well, you can't escape the position of director."

Jin An heard it clearly and felt helpless towards this Old Six. His daily calculations were almost written on his face, and he even spoke his true feelings out loud.

However, Jin An did not intend to expose Hannibal's little thoughts. He just smiled faintly and said, "The prisoner has been escorted here. It's up to you next."

Hannibal immediately put on a serious look. Although he was still thinking about the position of director, he knew that he had to act professionally in front of Jin An.

He straightened his body slightly and quickly responded, "Of course, General Jinan, just leave it to us."

After saying that, Hannibal quickly added, "Of course, in order to ensure the successful completion of the mission, if you need, I can personally take you in for an inspection."

Jin An nodded, "Well, I need to go in with you guys to make sure everything is going well."

Hannibal quickly led the way, and continued to talk about his expectations for the position of director as he walked.

Jin An followed behind, but couldn't help laughing in his heart.

He didn't hate Hannibal, and even thought his excessive caution and prudence was sometimes quite interesting.

Perhaps, it was because of Hannibal's respect and reliance on Jin'an that this city of Impel Down, which had terrified countless notorious pirates, could be maintained in such an orderly manner.

At the end of the corridor, a heavy iron door came into view, and a cold and oppressive feeling filled the air.

This is not the first time Jin'an has come here, but he still has respect for this place and the people stationed here.

He took a deep breath and followed Hannibal into the darkness with firm steps.

......

The sixth floor of the Impel Down City is a dark hell.

The air here is stuffy, as if it has solidified. With every step you take, you can feel a heavy sense of oppression.

Jin An stood in the shadows, looking around.

He couldn't say he was unfamiliar with this place, but he wasn't very familiar with it either.

After all, the criminals imprisoned here are all extremely vicious criminals, and this is not the first time Jinan has dealt with them.

Sure enough, as soon as I stepped in, several familiar faces popped their heads out from the dark cells.

A sharp voice sounded first: "Isn't this the little devil from Jin'an? Who did you send in this time?"

There was a strong sense of sarcasm and hostility in his tone.

Another person then sneered, "You stole the show here last time, what are you going to do this time?"

"..."

Their voices echoed in the empty corridor, as if trying to stir up Jin An's emotions.

But Jin An just glanced at them calmly, without a trace of emotion on his face.

He never took the provocations of these desperadoes imprisoned in the depths of hell seriously.

Hannibal, who was standing next to him, was so angry that his face turned red. He shouted fiercely: "Everyone, be quiet!!"

Jin An shook his head slightly, his voice calm but with an unquestionable coldness: "There's no need to pay attention to these stray dogs, let's do the business first."

Hannibal nodded and continued to move forward with Jin An.

At the end of the corridor, a heavy iron door slowly opened, and behind the door was Joz and Sachi's new cell.

Jin An looked at them with deep eyes. These two captains of the Whitebeard Pirates, once powerful men who dominated the sea, now ended up like this.

Joz and Sachi looked at Jinan with complicated expressions through the thick iron railings.

Qiao Zi's voice was steady and powerful, with an undisguised sense of self-blame and helplessness: "We are here because of our own lack of strength. We can't blame anyone else."

His eyes were firm, and he seemed to have accepted his fate, but the pride and unwillingness in his heart had not yet been erased.

Thatch also added in a low voice: "However, you must be careful of that guy Blackbeard. His ambition is much greater than you think."

There was a deep worry in his voice, as if he foresaw some bigger conspiracy brewing, and he was more worried about the other brothers in the Whitebeard Pirates.

Jinan nodded to show that he understood.

He knew the danger of Blackbeard and was also aware that this man would not easily let go of any opportunity that could be exploited.

However, at this moment, he didn't say anything more, turned around and left the prison.

Behind him, the iron door closed heavily again, isolating everything in the endless darkness.

Jin An's footsteps echoed in the empty corridor. His face remained calm, but a vague sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

Every level of Impel Down made him feel a malice from the abyss, and although this mission had been completed, he knew that things were far from over.

Blackbeard's shadow seemed to be looming over the entire world, ready to devour everything at any time.

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