The pinnacle of pirates begins with deceiving fate!

"I'm dying."

John, looking impatient, gave a casual reply and strode past Sabrina.

Sabrina quickly turned around and chased after him, familiarly taking John's arm, her voice anxious:

"What happened? Are you hurt somewhere? I know a very good doctor, let's go get treatment right now!"

"Do not."

John tried to pull his arm away from the soft pressure, but Sabrina held him tightly. He knew that forcibly pulling his arm away would hurt her, so he had no choice but to let her hold him.

"What I'm saying is, if you keep bothering me like this, I'm going to die."

"Why? Do you hate me that much?"

Sabrina's eyes reddened, and a layer of mist covered her pink eyes.

John glanced at the crowd glaring at him, pursed his lips, and sighed:

"This isn't the place to talk. Let's go to my house."

"..."

Naval Branch 153 Base, prison.

"You may all leave. I have some confidential questions that headquarters needs to know."

Burns dismissed the marines guarding him and peered through the steel bars at Morgan in his cell.

"What's wrong with you? You can't even handle an unknown naval recruit?"

"How dare you rebuke me? I'm in this state all because of you!"

Morgan sat on the ground, raising his arms to show the sea stone shackles on his wrists, his bloodshot eyes filled with ferocity.

"What do you mean by 'unknown'? That monster is definitely not some nobody. Think carefully about whether the Navy Headquarters noticed you doing this all these years!"

"You mean John was sent by the Naval Criminal Investigative Service?"

Burns' pupils suddenly contracted as he considered a terrifying possibility.

The Naval Criminal Investigative Service is a special investigative agency under the Navy Headquarters, primarily responsible for handling major criminal cases involving or highly relevant to the Navy, with a particular focus on strategic, political, or highly sensitive incidents.

If he gets targeted by the Naval Criminal Investigation Bureau, he'll be lucky to escape with his life!

Seeing Burns' lips trembling with fear, Morgan, fearing he might kill him, quickly tried to calm him down:

"Don't you have connections at Marine Headquarters? That person is safe and sound, and even helped you transfer that monster away. This matter should have nothing to do with the Criminal Investigation Bureau."

"Um……"

Burns hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Those above him should have noticed the rumors before he did. Since none of them reacted, it must be unrelated to the Naval Crime Investigation Bureau.

"So what do you mean by 'whether the Navy Headquarters has noticed'?"

Burns still felt uneasy and pressed for details.

Morgan gritted his teeth in annoyance. He had only made up a story to shirk responsibility, but he hadn't expected Burns to be so terrified.

Quick-thinking, I immediately changed the subject.

"Release me now! If we join forces, we can definitely kill that damned monster!"

"Not yet."

Burns shook his head, and seeing Morgan's gloomy face, he tried to comfort him.

"Don't worry, that guy will be transferred to Loguetown soon, and then we'll find another opportunity to get rid of him."

"Anyway, he absolutely cannot die within the jurisdiction of Branch 153. In order to transfer him away, I have already brought him into the sights of headquarters. If he dies here, it will affect my future promotion."

"When will I be free?!"

Morgan raised his arm again, emphasizing the shackles on his wrists.

"I'll give you the key when we escort you to Impel Down. Once you're out of the jurisdiction of Branch 153, you can start your operation."

Burns narrowed his eyes, his tone menacing.

"Remember, everyone on the warship must be escorted without exception! I don't want to be found out that I gave you the key."

"Once you're free, we'll secretly contact each other and find an opportunity to go to Loguetown and kill John together!"

"Alright, I can't wait to let that guy experience hell."

"..."

Burns left the prison and returned to his office. He sat on the old sofa, took out a cigarette, and puffed out large clouds of smoke.

Damn it!

He couldn't understand why things had developed this way.

A monster arrived at the base, and he wanted to recruit him as a trusted confidant, but this unruly troublemaker refused.

So what if he refuses? It's no big deal for him. He can report it to headquarters when he's in a better mood. Not only will he get a reward for recruiting talent, but he can also get rid of this troublemaker.

But this troublemaker insisted on provoking old Shields' daughter, and old Shields approached him, asking him to get rid of this troublemaker.

At that time, this troublemaker was causing a lot of resentment among the marines at the base, which made him feel that his authority was being challenged, so he agreed to old Shields' request.

Finally, he contacted Morgan and set a trap...

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

"It's all your fault, John, you damned troublemaker! Why did you have to provoke me!"

Chapter 56 Puppet Show

Dong dong dong

Just as Burns was angrily chain-smoking cigarette after cigarette, there was a knock on the office door.

Before he could even tell the person outside to get lost and stop bothering him at this time...

The office door was pushed open without permission.

"Don't you know the rules! Who gave you permission to come in..."

Burns opened his mouth to reprimand, but when he saw that the person who had been causing him trouble had walked in, he quickly changed his expression and spoke in the tone of a superior concerned for a subordinate.

"It's John. Why aren't you with your sweetheart? Why have you come here instead?"

He actually wished Sabrina were John's beloved, so that he would have a hostage to threaten John.

But John was a heartless and ungrateful man who would sleep with her and then kick her to the curb, leaving Sabrina with absolutely no power to control her.

Left with no other option, he could only resort to verbal abuse to annoy John.

John slammed the door shut behind him and, under Burns's angry gaze, walked over and sat cross-legged on the desk.

“I heard you and Morgan talking about me, so I came to check it out.”

Upon hearing this, Burns' pupils contracted sharply, a bead of cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and he said awkwardly:

"What are you talking about! I don't quite understand."

He was absolutely certain that there were only him and Morgan in the prison at the time, and there was no third party present!

This guy is bluffing him!

John rested his left elbow on his knee, his palm on his cheek, and raised his right hand toward Burns, his long fingers moving irregularly.

It's as if there are invisible threads at your fingertips, allowing you to manipulate the puppet remotely by moving your five fingers.

"You know, in my hometown there's something called an 'electric shock collar'."

"Put it around the neck of a disobedient pet, and with just the press of a remote control button, you can make your pet do things like backflips."

"This is extremely inhumane, but it would be quite interesting to use it to punish those disobedient beasts, wouldn't it?"

"What exactly are you trying to say?!"

Burns stood up from the sofa, his body tense and wary as he stared at John, his clenched fists already covered in Armament Haki.

John flicked his fingers, sending up faint purple arcs of electricity, and his expression gradually became mocking.

"I'm just curious whether using the same method on people would make them more obedient."

"Don't do anything reckless... Ah!"

Burns was about to remind John that this was a naval branch base when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, as if something sharp had pierced his skin and inserted itself into his spine.

Immediately afterwards, the foreign object piercing his spine released a violent electric current, causing his nerves and muscles to spasm, and his body uncontrollably bent down and lay on the ground.

Then, the throat muscles twitched under the stimulation of the electric current, controlling the production of a muffled sound.

"Woof...woof woof woof!"

"Thief, hahaha!"

Amid John's maniacal laughter, Burns shed tears of humiliation.

"Let me put on a puppet show for Shells Town...for the entire Kingdom of Leon!"

John raised his left hand, his five fingers flicking out arcs of electricity, using the Rumble-Rumble Fruit to generate electricity remotely.

Meanwhile, inside the prison.

crunch

Morgan was resting on his "special privilege" plus soft single bed when he was suddenly awakened by a piercing noise.

He sat up abruptly and saw the metal bars of the cell door bend and deform on their own as if by some ghost, turning into sharp cones that shot towards him.

Morgan's face changed drastically in shock, and he hurriedly tried to stand up and dodge, but the sea stone shackles on his wrists suddenly became scalding hot.

Distracted and unable to dodge in time, he was pierced by sharp spikes into his joints, causing him to let out a shrill scream of pain.

"Ahhh!!! What on earth is going on?!"

Immediately afterwards, the stone shackles turned visibly red, sizzling as they heated the skin on his wrists, and then turned into liquid and dripped down.

"I...I'm free!"