Nautical: This Bouncing Fruit Is Not The Same

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In the dark and dim passage, a figure slowly appeared.

"This underground prison is deeper than expected..."

After walking the stairs for about two minutes, I went down to Huang Hai on the bottom floor. Looking at the wide prisons on both sides of the underground, and the long prisons on both sides, I couldn’t help being slightly amazed: “This Morgan’s handwriting is not small. The prison is at least equivalent to half a football field..."

"If you follow his character in the original book, he must be reluctant to spend this kind of money, right?"

"Or...it was left over from the construction of the Marine Base at this time..."

Thinking about it, Huang Hai walked slowly towards the inside.

I saw that in the prisons on both sides of the passage, there were thin figures with numb faces, lying or sitting against the cold wall.

From the clothes on their bodies, Huang Hai could tell that they were either similar to the styles of the residents in the small town, or they were the Marine clothes he had seen before.

At this moment, along the way, there are hundreds of people I saw.

It's just that Huang Hai thought they would call for help when they saw him, but they didn't even look at him. The numb and desperate look reminded him of his previous self.

"Tsk... what an unforgettable memory..."

Sparing his face, Huang Hai turned the key chain in his hand, and teased with a chuckle: "Anyone want to go out? One hundred Baileys once, don't wait when it's over."

As soon as the words came out.

Suddenly, in the silent prison, amidst the sound of keys colliding, the breath seemed to gradually boil.

The people who had been in the prison in despair and numbness finally noticed the slender Huang Hai in a white windbreaker when they heard the crisp sound of keys.

For a moment, there was a gleam of light in the dim eyes.

God knows how eager they are to get out, locked in this dim prison, silently waiting for death.

However, just as Huang Hai walked halfway through the prison.

The prison was a little restless, and finally a hoarse voice sounded.

"If possible, can you let me out first..."

On the right side, in a separate cage, a man with a short-inch haircut and a long face with a sunken chin said with a decadent hoarse voice: "My name is Bellumebo, and I will pay you immediately after I get out..."

"You are Bellumebo?"

Hearing this, Huang Hai looked at the other party curiously. Except for the familiar chin, he really didn't recognize him.

After all, in the original work, Bellumebo is equivalent to a rich Second Generation-like idiot, but this one looks a bit mature.

"You are?" Seeing that the other party seemed to know him, Bellumebo couldn't help being a little puzzled, but because he hadn't eaten for a long time and hadn't seen the sun, his vision seemed to be blurred a lot.

"Come out first and then talk..."

Looking at the other party squinting and observing carefully, Huang Hai smiled, looked for the corresponding number on the key, and opened the cell where the other party was.

"Thank you so much…"

At the moment when he walked out of the cell, Bellumebo couldn't help but express his sincere thanks, "After I get out, I will definitely pay..."

"Just kidding..."

Waving his hands, Huang Hai smiled and said, "It's a matter of convenience, did you know where Roronoa. Zoro is locked up?"

While asking questions, he continued to walk towards the inside.

At the same time, it seemed that Belumebo was really rescued, and for a while, there were calls for help from both sides of the prison.

Regarding this, Huang Hai ignored it, but directly threw the key chain to Bellumebo.

"Wait until you get Zoro, you're letting them out..."

"...Understood, Zoro should be locked in the innermost part of the prison..."

Silently following behind him, and hastily took the thrown key, Belumeb nodded and said hoarsely: "Morgan seems to attach great importance to him, and will come down to look for him every once in a while..."

"oh?"

Huang Hai raised his brows, and said with interest: "What should I say, is it possible that he still wants to recruit Zoro? It looks like he hasn't succeeded yet, right?"

"Well... Otherwise, I wouldn't come down so often."

A trace of hatred flashed in Bellumebo's eyes, and he said hoarsely: "But that fellow Morgan is extremely good at disguising, no one knows what they talked about..."

"Looking at you, it seems that you hate him?"

Sensing the killing intent revealed in the other party's tone, Huang Hai calmly said: "As far as I know, Morgan Monka should be your father, right?"

"Yes...Morgan is indeed my father! But..."

After a pause, Bellumebo laughed at himself: "My father died long ago in the battle with the pirate Crowe, and now the so-called Colonel Morgan is simply a counterfeit!"

"oh?"

Hearing this, Huang Hai paused, turned his head and frowned and said, "You mean your father Morgan died in battle long ago? The current one is just a counterfeit?"

"Why are you so sure, and how did you find out?"

"It can only be called a coincidence..."

Bellumebo said: "Actually, I didn't expect that the father who raised me and taught me for so many years would be replaced by a counterfeit!"

"Before, when a group of pirates who came from nowhere attacked the town... I received an alarm from the town, so I went to my father immediately, and it turned out..."

"I saw with my own eyes that he put on the peeled skin bit by bit, and that skin belonged to my father Morgan!"

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