Chapter 408: Meeting the 5 Old Stars
Jinan dragged Blackbeard's body expressionlessly, step by step towards the entrance of Pushan City.
His hands were firmly grasping Blackbeard's ankles, and Blackbeard's huge body was dragged on the ground, leaving a long trail of blood. He was like a dead dog, with no room for resistance.
Although Blackbeard's face was covered with scars and blood, and had been badly injured beyond recognition, Jin An could still feel that the other party's vitality was incredibly tenacious - even after suffering such serious injuries, Blackbeard was still alive, breathing weakly but not completely dead.
The atmosphere at the entrance of Push City was heavy.
When the jailers saw Jin An's iron tower-like figure gradually approaching, everyone's eyes were filled with respect and admiration.
A jailer hurried forward and said respectfully, "One of the Five Elders, Saint Topman Wachuri, is here and needs to confirm Blackbeard's condition."
There was a hint of nervousness in his voice when he spoke, as if he also felt the pressure from the Five Elder Stars in this oppressive atmosphere, but more of it was awe for Jin An.
Jin An looked up at the jailer, then at the black beard dragging on the ground, with a hint of impatience and disgust in his eyes.
He casually threw Blackbeard's body aside, and Blackbeard fell heavily to the ground like garbage, making a dull sound.
Jin An frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and felt annoyed.
"These old bastards," Jin An muttered to himself, with suppressed anger in his tone.
He complained in a low voice, "I still need to fix their mistakes, and they might find fault with them when the time comes."
His eyes were cold and a disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. The arrogant faces of the Five Elders appeared in his mind - those ancient and cunning old guys who always sat at the pinnacle of power, commanding everything, but never bearing the real consequences.
And now, the heavy responsibility of defeating Blackbeard still falls on Jin'an's shoulders.
Jinan's heart was filled with disgust and boredom towards the Five Elder Stars.
He knew that although the suppression of Blackbeard would eventually win him honor, the Five Elders would not let him go easily.
Behind these sinister old foxes is the mysterious Im, who controls the darkest secrets of the world government.
Jinan recalled the dangerous situation he faced with Yimu last time, and a chill spread in his heart.
He nearly died on the spot that time, and the feeling of suffocation still lingers in his memory.
"I really hate these old guys more and more." Jin An muttered to himself, with a cold look in his eyes.
He knew very well that he was just a chess piece in this big chess game, and those who manipulated the chessboard were far more dangerous than Blackbeard.
Despite this, Jin An still stood up straight and continued to move forward.
Whether it was the Five Elders or Im, he never felt any fear in his heart.
On the contrary, he knew that he would continue to become stronger in this cruel game until one day, he would completely break this invisible shackle.
And today, he is about to take that important step.
The jailers looked at Jin An in awe; his tall figure looked extremely majestic in the sunlight.
Even when facing the most powerful enemy in the world, Jin An remains steadfast, ruthless and powerful.
In their hearts, Jinan is no longer just a naval admiral, but a symbol of strength and determination.
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At the port of Impel Down, there was a vague sense of oppression in the air.
The sea breeze blew gently, but it was unable to dispel the invisible pressure from power.
Topman Vochuli Saint walked slowly down the magnificent and stately World Government ship, his robes fluttering gently with his steps.
Every step he took seemed to step on everyone's heart, so heavy that it was suffocating. This was the most intuitive experience that extreme power brought to everyone.
He frowned slightly, glanced coldly at the people who came to greet him, feeling slightly unhappy in his heart.
The Impel Down city has lost its former majesty and now appears to be nothing but a mess.
"Where's Magellan?" he asked in a deep voice, with obvious dissatisfaction in his tone, "Why don't I see him?"
The jailers all looked nervous, fearing that they would neglect this celestial dragon from the holy land.
An elderly jailer hurried forward, lowered his head, and spoke respectfully with a hint of fear: "Director Magellan's injuries are too severe and he is now in a coma. I was unable to come to greet you. Please forgive me, Saint Topman Vochuli."
Upon hearing this, Saint Topman Vochuli's frown relaxed a little, but the displeasure on his face still did not completely disappear.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and scanned the area with a sharp gaze like a knife, and said coldly: "I heard that Jin An suppressed the rebellion here, where are the others?"
Just as he finished speaking, heavy footsteps were heard in the distance.
Everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to the source of the sound - they saw Jin An carrying Blackbeard's body and slowly walking out of the shadows of the Impel Down City.
His admiral's uniform shone in the sunlight, and there was no emotion on his stern face, as if he had just experienced a great battle and was still calm and composed.
"boom!"
Jin An threw Blackbeard casually, and he was thrown mercilessly in front of Topman Wachuri Saint like a ball of mud.
Blackbeard's body was covered in wounds and blood. He didn't even have the strength to scream. He just collapsed there powerlessly.
"Isn't this Topman Vochuli Saint? You are a rare guest. It's rare to see you leave Marijoa."
Jin An stood still, with a hint of playful sarcasm in his tone. The sarcasm in his voice was particularly harsh in this heavy atmosphere.
He couldn't stand an old man who acted like he was the best in the world and looked down on others without doing anything.
Topman Vochulisheng's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes were filled with coldness.
He is one of the high and mighty Five Elders, how could he allow a navy admiral to be so presumptuous?
He looked at Jin An coldly, his tone cold and somewhat threatening: "Don't talk nonsense to me, just do your job well!"
Jin An smiled slightly, not giving in, with his hands in his pockets, and said calmly but pointedly: "Isn't my job to clean up your mess? Look, my 'achievements' are still in front of you."
He pointed his chin lightly at the dying Blackbeard on the ground. The disdain in his tone made everyone present feel cold.
Topman Wouchurisheng's expression became even gloomier. He raised his chin slightly and looked down at Jin An, as if he was examining a disobedient dog.
His tone was full of the arrogance and indubitability that only a superior can offer: "You are not qualified to comment on what we do. Keep your place."
Jin An narrowed his eyes slightly, still with a faint smile on his lips, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
His voice was still calm, but the irony in it was undisguised: "Yes, yes, yes, the Five Elders are right. From now on, I will not be responsible for these 'wiping ass' matters, is that okay?"
There was a tense atmosphere in the air, as if an irreversible conflict would break out in the next second.
There was a silent contest between Jin An and Topman Wouchurisheng as they looked at each other. Both of them had their own pride and persistence, and neither of them was willing to give in in this invisible struggle.
Everyone present held their breath, fearing that they would be affected by this pressure.
They knew that the two people in front of them were both very important.
On one side are the representatives of the Celestial Dragons, who hold high positions and great power; on the other side are the admirals of the navy, who are extremely powerful.
Any hint of conflict could lead to unpredictable consequences.
"General Jinan and Topman Wachurishen..."
Someone murmured in a low voice, his voice full of anxiety.
The two men at the pinnacle of strength and power were confronting each other at this moment, as if a storm was about to come.
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