Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 386 Special Punishment (23)

It was impossible for Pizarro not to be nervous as Ron stared at him with eyes that looked at him as if he were a dead man. This was a guy who did not treat prisoners as human beings. The cruelty of his methods was unique in the eyes of Pizarro, who was known as the "King of Evil Government."

But he believed even more that Ron would not dare to do anything to him, because he was holding a big secret. Before he could pry out the secret, the world government would never allow him to have any accidents. It was also his get-out-of-jail-free card.

“Hahahaha! Stop scaring me!”

Pizarro did not retreat but advanced, pressed his face against the cold railing, and said with an evil smile: "Come on if you dare! Let's see who dies first!"

"Good job, King of Evil!"

"Go ahead, little director, aren't you very arrogant? Teach him a lesson!"

The prisoners became even more agitated, but some just stood by and watched. Not only did they not join in, but they retreated back into the shadows.

"Heh, Navy Blue Dragon!"

Xiliu sat back on the bench in the cell, listening to the prisoners outside venting their anger and cursing, and looked up at the dark ceiling.

"These guys really don't know how to live or die."

In the entire LV.6, no one knows the means of advancing the city better than him.

These prisoners thought that what they saw was all, so they dared to provoke Ron. In fact, if it weren't for the existence of the golden medal of immunity from death and certain methods could not completely ensure that there would be no accidents, Magellan would have taught them a lesson long ago.

Xiliu saw what Ron wanted.

That is obedience!
Whether it is turning prisoners into fools or torturing them with cruel means, the purpose is to make them honest and lose the spirit of resistance.

Under this premise, there will naturally be fewer and fewer troublemakers.

Pizarro was in trouble.

The smart people shook their heads and closed their eyes to rest.

Facing Pizarro's provocative gaze, Ron's expression remained calm.

It's a good thing to have thorns, isn't it?
It is impossible for Ron to give electrotherapy to all LV.6 prisoners. If every prisoner knows how to endure like Teach, the result will be the same whether Ron is there or not.

It's really a good thing to have thorns. Only by grinding them away can we change deeper things.

With a calm smile, Ron took out the prison internal Den Den Mushi from his arms and dialed a number despite Pizarro's ominous premonition.

"Director, what do you want me to do?!"

Hannibal's voice rang out quickly, fearing that Ron would be watching him at any moment during the night.

"I remember there was a set of riot-suppression water cannons in the warehouse, right?"

"Uh……"

Hannibal thought about it and nodded. "Yes, that was the automatic water gun designed by Vegapunk. Later, due to the dry climate of the Burning Hell, the storage room often caught fire, so it was placed in the warehouse of the Burning Hell."

"Bring them all to me at level 6."

Hannibal: “???”

“Hahahaha! Little devil, you’ve run out of tricks? You’re going to use a water gun against me?!”

Pizarro laughed.

He had seen those water guns before. When someone escaped from prison in the past, the jailers used them to suppress the prisoners' riots. They had almost no power, but the large amount of water flow could make the prisoners flee, making it easier for the guards to detain them.

"Oh? Really? It's good to be confident!"

Instead of getting angry, Ron laughed, patted Pizarro's face across the railing, and then kept silent.

Would Canglong do useless work?

The answer is definitely no!
The cheering prisoners smelled something ominous, but still couldn't understand why Ron wanted those water guns.

Teach Pizarro a lesson?
Please, prisoners who can come in at LV.6, even those with special abilities, are not afraid of torture in sea water. How dare Ron drown them?

Hannibal moved quickly. In less than five minutes, he ran in carrying seven or eight backpack-type water guns that looked like those used to spray pesticides. Behind him, a group of prison guards carried and dragged a large number of water guns.

"Director! All the water guns are here. I have notified the control room to connect the seawater pipeline. We can start at any time!"

Although he didn't know what Ron suddenly wanted the water gun for, Hannibal carefully arranged everything. And he had the same idea as the prisoners: these water guns were good for suppressing ordinary prisoners on the first two floors, but they were not good enough to deal with LV.3 monsters, not to mention LV.6. He was not afraid that Ron would be too harsh.

Looking at the seawater pipes pulled in by the jailers outside, Ron nodded with satisfaction: "If I remember correctly, these things can be set to spray automatically, right?" "Yes, Mr. Vegapunk took into account the problem of lack of manpower at times, so he designed this function."

Hannibal answered quickly, then blinked: "Director, you mean?"

"Put a few in each of these guys' cells. I want them to be hit by the water gun no matter where they hide in the cell, even on the ceiling. Can you do it?"

"of course can!"

This is just a small matter. With so many water guns, let alone installing them in the cells of twenty or so prisoners, if you want to install them all... you only need a dozen or so.

After receiving the order, Hannibal immediately ordered the jailers to take action and set up water guns with no blind spots for those guys who had just made a fuss, including Pizarro.

Xiliu leaned on the railing curiously, somewhat confused about Ron's behavior.

There are obviously better torture instruments in Impel Down, so why choose these toy-like water guns?

We can't drown them, can we?
It’s not that Xiliu disagrees with Ron’s cruelty and boldness, but the drainage system of Push City, whether for fire prevention or backflow prevention, is very complete, which avoids the losses caused by natural disasters to the greatest extent.

Trying to submerge LV.6 is an impossible task.

So since he couldn't drown, what did Ron want to do?
While waiting for Hannibal to do his work, Ron lit up his cigar and took a puff, then took it off and put it in Pizarro's mouth.

"If you get down on your hands and kneel down and lick my shoes right now, I'll spare you, and I'll keep my word."

"Hush...huh..."

Pizarro greedily took a puff of his cigar, raised his beard with disdain, and sneered: "Bah!"

"Very good, I admire your courage! That's it..."

Ron clapped his hands and Hannibal immediately brought the switch.

After setting the delay time to the shortest three seconds, the pumping machine immediately started to operate, making a dull humming sound. The next moment, a water shell hit Pizarro's face, extinguishing his cigar.

"You are not allowed to stop pumping during this time. When he wants to lick my shoes, he can notify me again."

That's it? ? ?

Not only Pizarro and the prisoners, but even Hannibal was confused. But he did not dare to disobey the order, nodded, turned around and shouted at the others: "Did you hear the order of the director? If I know that you dare to cut off the water supply, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Yes!!"

The jailers answered tremblingly and made up their minds to live and eat at LV.6 and next to the pump to ensure that there would be no water outage.

Afterwards, Ron left LV.6 with his new materials under the confused and puzzled gazes of a group of prisoners.

Is it really as simple as pouring water on him to irritate him?
Xiliu frowned silently, not understanding what Ron wanted to do.

however……

A week later, Ron was sorting documents when Hannibal knocked on the door as if he had seen a ghost.

"Director, the prisoner below wants to see you!"

"Oh? Is Pizarro going to lick my shoes?"

Ron was a little surprised. Ordinary people could endure three days of torture, but these monsters surrendered in just one week?
"Not yet, it's the other prisoners..."

Hannibal recalled with lingering fear, that look, is it really human? Even if you are afraid of death, you won't have such a look.

"Tsk, why didn't you come to see me?"

Ron frowned regretfully.

"Don't worry about what they say! Tell them I will see them only when Pizarro licks my shoes."

Shrimp and pork heart!

Collective responsibility is a system that can easily create divisions. Even if the original novel pushes the City University prison break to happen again, Ron has to make sure that these guys who cannot be beaten or scolded can't leave so easily.

I believe Pizarro is not someone who would surrender so easily, so that would be a good opportunity for him to become enemies with almost all the prisoners at LV.6.

Hannibal shuddered and nodded in salute.

"understand!"

(End of this chapter)