Chapter 114 Magellan has long been inseparable from the toilet
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Wang Gu Tian Ji
Of course Green couldn't leave so easily when he arrived at Impel Down City. He waved the ship to the shore and escorted the pirates off, and he followed suit.
"Well, which officer is in the city right now?" Green asked casually.
After checking their certificates, the guards knew that they were indeed the navy and there was no problem with their identities, so they replied: "Oh, Deputy Director Magellan is here today, but he should be in the toilet, so he can't see anyone. ."
Green looked embarrassed. Has Magellan now begun to have an indissoluble bond with the toilet?
At the same time, I also felt a little regretful. If I could meet Magellan and establish a good relationship with him, free poison might be available in the future.
"Hey! You bastards are talking bad about the deputy director again. I must tell him!" A little man with devil-like wings on his back, a big belly and a steel fork in his hand suddenly came from behind the gate of the city. He exposed his head and said harshly.
Green turned around and looked. Isn't this the same Hannibal who always speaks his mind?It's just that when I was a kid, the little wings on my back looked a bit cute.
"Ha... Bah!" Green quickly shook his head. That shit was so cute. Thinking about the three-meter-strong man in his memory, he was so ugly!
The guard had black lines on his head and said helplessly: "Hannibal, would you please stop wandering around every day? Also, we didn't say anything bad about the deputy director at all."
Hannibal walked out of the door and said disdainfully: "Tch~ I don't care if you said it or not. Anyway, I want to inform the deputy director. Then when he becomes director, he will definitely promote me to deputy director."
"Holy shit!" Green was shocked. Is this how this guy became the deputy director in the future?What an idea.
"Hey, little man over there, leave these prisoners to Master Hannibal. You can go."
Green turned his head and looked, then pointed at himself uncertainly: "You're talking about...me?"
Haha, you walked over with a few steps, the meat on your belly trembled a few times, and said loudly: "Of course it's you! Look at your head, you look like a soldier. Don't fight with the great Hannibal in the future. Speak, sir."
Green was speechless, and in a flash, he reached out and put his hand on Hannibal's shoulder from behind. At the same time, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him: "Boy, you should pay attention to your words, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to become the deputy director!"
The guards all saw that Green was teasing him, so they stepped back, looked up at the sky, and some even whistled excessively.
Hannibal's curious face turned pale with fright, and he almost dropped the steel fork in his hand. He trembled and said, "You...you, this is Impel Down, don't mess around."
Green was about to tease him again, but suddenly his heart moved and he stopped.
"Who are you?" A majestic voice suddenly came from the door, and a breath firmly locked on Green.
Green's mouth curled up, then he turned his head naturally, let go of Hannibal's hand, and said with a smile: "I am Green, Commodore of the Navy Headquarters. I am here to transport criminals this time."
After speaking, he pointed at Hannibal, who seemed to have found a backbone and his face became arrogant again: "He said he wanted to take your position as deputy director."
Hannibal almost fell to the ground and explained hurriedly: "Deputy Director, listen to my quibbles... Bah, listen to my explanation, I really want to be Deputy Director... Bah, damn, what I said is When you become the director..."
The young Magellan, who looked like a demon, came out, still holding his stomach with one hand. If he hadn't heard the noise outside, he would have had to wait for a while before he could come out. Seeing Hannibal sweating so anxiously, he waved wordlessly. Waving his hands: "Okay! I don't know how many times I have to say your ambition every day. We already know it, so there's no need to say it."
Hannibal smiled and stepped back, not forgetting to show his head and glare at Green fiercely.
Green didn't care, and turned his eyes to Magellan. Compared with later, Magellan was even more majestic when he was still young.
"Deputy Director Magellan, isn't there a cure for your diarrhea problem?" Green said with a smile.
At this time, Magellan also heard what happened from the guard, and he also put down his guard and said: "It is difficult to cure, this is the sequelae of the Devil Fruit."
"Can't we use physical enhancement to reduce the sequelae?" Green didn't believe there was no way. After all, Magellan's body was too weak. Although he didn't know his race, he must be much stronger than ordinary humans. Otherwise, it would probably just be diarrhea. This is a sequelae.
"Ah, I'm too lazy to do that kind of thing. It's better to sit in the office and drink tea." Magellan said nonchalantly.
Green nodded and understood. This guy is a deadbeat. He would rather have diarrhea than exercise.
"Well, we have been coming to escort criminals a lot recently, and we can bring you some special medicine or something. I think it will alleviate some of the sequelae." Green rolled his eyes and suddenly thought of the doctors and their excellent medical skills on Drum Island.
Magellan waved his hand indifferently: "I have been looking for doctors a long time ago. There are even many in Impel Down, but they can't do anything. The medicine they prescribe has basically no effect, so don't bother."
Green immediately said: "It's not troublesome. If the sequelae can be alleviated, your strength should also increase. Wouldn't it be faster to take the position of director that way?"
Green continued to deceive, and the other party didn't know anyway. Even if he did nothing, he would most likely be able to take over the position of director after Golden Lion escaped from prison.
Magellan was a little tempted. No one wants to spend nearly ten hours a day in the toilet.
"Then... I'll trouble you!"
Green showed a smile: "But if you want to find a doctor to prescribe medicine, you need to know your specific symptoms. But you can't live without Impel Down, so give me some of your toxins. I believe that as long as you find a way to fight the toxins, you can be solved." Diarrhea problem."
Magellan was right: "Well, I'll ask someone to get a bottle and bring you some samples."
"No, I've got it right here!" Green waved his hand quickly and asked someone to fetch a fish tank from the boat that had been used to raise fish. It was almost half a person's height.
Magellan looked at the container as big as a bathtub in front of him speechlessly: "Do we need so many samples?"
Green rubbed his hands: "Of course, the more, the better, otherwise I will have to come back to you when there are no more samples."
Magellan muttered, feeling that the boy in front of him was not a good person, but he still reached out and filled the fish tank in front of him with purple venom.
Green's eyes shone, and just by looking at the bubbling venom, he knew it was definitely extremely poisonous.
A member of the assassination team quickly took a lid and covered the fish tank. At this moment, his feet were shaking and he felt like he was being poisoned.
Two more people came out, took the gas masks donated by the guards, put them on, and then carefully moved them onto the ship.
As for the one who was poisoned, nothing happened. He was just fumed by the poisonous gas and lay on the deck for a while before he was fine.
"Well, which officer is in the city right now?" Green asked casually.
After checking their certificates, the guards knew that they were indeed the navy and there was no problem with their identities, so they replied: "Oh, Deputy Director Magellan is here today, but he should be in the toilet, so he can't see anyone. ."
Green looked embarrassed. Has Magellan now begun to have an indissoluble bond with the toilet?
At the same time, I also felt a little regretful. If I could meet Magellan and establish a good relationship with him, free poison might be available in the future.
"Hey! You bastards are talking bad about the deputy director again. I must tell him!" A little man with devil-like wings on his back, a big belly and a steel fork in his hand suddenly came from behind the gate of the city. He exposed his head and said harshly.
Green turned around and looked. Isn't this the same Hannibal who always speaks his mind?It's just that when I was a kid, the little wings on my back looked a bit cute.
"Ha... Bah!" Green quickly shook his head. That shit was so cute. Thinking about the three-meter-strong man in his memory, he was so ugly!
The guard had black lines on his head and said helplessly: "Hannibal, would you please stop wandering around every day? Also, we didn't say anything bad about the deputy director at all."
Hannibal walked out of the door and said disdainfully: "Tch~ I don't care if you said it or not. Anyway, I want to inform the deputy director. Then when he becomes director, he will definitely promote me to deputy director."
"Holy shit!" Green was shocked. Is this how this guy became the deputy director in the future?What an idea.
"Hey, little man over there, leave these prisoners to Master Hannibal. You can go."
Green turned his head and looked, then pointed at himself uncertainly: "You're talking about...me?"
Haha, you walked over with a few steps, the meat on your belly trembled a few times, and said loudly: "Of course it's you! Look at your head, you look like a soldier. Don't fight with the great Hannibal in the future. Speak, sir."
Green was speechless, and in a flash, he reached out and put his hand on Hannibal's shoulder from behind. At the same time, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him: "Boy, you should pay attention to your words, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to become the deputy director!"
The guards all saw that Green was teasing him, so they stepped back, looked up at the sky, and some even whistled excessively.
Hannibal's curious face turned pale with fright, and he almost dropped the steel fork in his hand. He trembled and said, "You...you, this is Impel Down, don't mess around."
Green was about to tease him again, but suddenly his heart moved and he stopped.
"Who are you?" A majestic voice suddenly came from the door, and a breath firmly locked on Green.
Green's mouth curled up, then he turned his head naturally, let go of Hannibal's hand, and said with a smile: "I am Green, Commodore of the Navy Headquarters. I am here to transport criminals this time."
After speaking, he pointed at Hannibal, who seemed to have found a backbone and his face became arrogant again: "He said he wanted to take your position as deputy director."
Hannibal almost fell to the ground and explained hurriedly: "Deputy Director, listen to my quibbles... Bah, listen to my explanation, I really want to be Deputy Director... Bah, damn, what I said is When you become the director..."
The young Magellan, who looked like a demon, came out, still holding his stomach with one hand. If he hadn't heard the noise outside, he would have had to wait for a while before he could come out. Seeing Hannibal sweating so anxiously, he waved wordlessly. Waving his hands: "Okay! I don't know how many times I have to say your ambition every day. We already know it, so there's no need to say it."
Hannibal smiled and stepped back, not forgetting to show his head and glare at Green fiercely.
Green didn't care, and turned his eyes to Magellan. Compared with later, Magellan was even more majestic when he was still young.
"Deputy Director Magellan, isn't there a cure for your diarrhea problem?" Green said with a smile.
At this time, Magellan also heard what happened from the guard, and he also put down his guard and said: "It is difficult to cure, this is the sequelae of the Devil Fruit."
"Can't we use physical enhancement to reduce the sequelae?" Green didn't believe there was no way. After all, Magellan's body was too weak. Although he didn't know his race, he must be much stronger than ordinary humans. Otherwise, it would probably just be diarrhea. This is a sequelae.
"Ah, I'm too lazy to do that kind of thing. It's better to sit in the office and drink tea." Magellan said nonchalantly.
Green nodded and understood. This guy is a deadbeat. He would rather have diarrhea than exercise.
"Well, we have been coming to escort criminals a lot recently, and we can bring you some special medicine or something. I think it will alleviate some of the sequelae." Green rolled his eyes and suddenly thought of the doctors and their excellent medical skills on Drum Island.
Magellan waved his hand indifferently: "I have been looking for doctors a long time ago. There are even many in Impel Down, but they can't do anything. The medicine they prescribe has basically no effect, so don't bother."
Green immediately said: "It's not troublesome. If the sequelae can be alleviated, your strength should also increase. Wouldn't it be faster to take the position of director that way?"
Green continued to deceive, and the other party didn't know anyway. Even if he did nothing, he would most likely be able to take over the position of director after Golden Lion escaped from prison.
Magellan was a little tempted. No one wants to spend nearly ten hours a day in the toilet.
"Then... I'll trouble you!"
Green showed a smile: "But if you want to find a doctor to prescribe medicine, you need to know your specific symptoms. But you can't live without Impel Down, so give me some of your toxins. I believe that as long as you find a way to fight the toxins, you can be solved." Diarrhea problem."
Magellan was right: "Well, I'll ask someone to get a bottle and bring you some samples."
"No, I've got it right here!" Green waved his hand quickly and asked someone to fetch a fish tank from the boat that had been used to raise fish. It was almost half a person's height.
Magellan looked at the container as big as a bathtub in front of him speechlessly: "Do we need so many samples?"
Green rubbed his hands: "Of course, the more, the better, otherwise I will have to come back to you when there are no more samples."
Magellan muttered, feeling that the boy in front of him was not a good person, but he still reached out and filled the fish tank in front of him with purple venom.
Green's eyes shone, and just by looking at the bubbling venom, he knew it was definitely extremely poisonous.
A member of the assassination team quickly took a lid and covered the fish tank. At this moment, his feet were shaking and he felt like he was being poisoned.
Two more people came out, took the gas masks donated by the guards, put them on, and then carefully moved them onto the ship.
As for the one who was poisoned, nothing happened. He was just fumed by the poisonous gas and lay on the deck for a while before he was fine.
