Chapter 6 Small Conflict

"What on earth is the Doctor doing in there?"

Outside the heavy metal door, Mr. Major General held his sword, his face a little solemn, "It's been several minutes!"

For the first time, I thought it was a bad thing if the soundproofing was too good.

What happened inside?

Will nothing happen to the doctor?

Although with the strength of that fish-man, there is no way he can do anything to the doctor, but what if?

Any risk is unbearable. If something goes wrong with that doctor, his political life will be over. It would not be surprising if he is thrown directly into Impel Down.

The major general's expression changed, and he almost wanted to storm in.

Squeak.

Fortunately, at this time, the heavy metal door was opened, and Vegapunk walked out slowly with his hands behind his back.

"PhD!"

The major general was overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately nothing happened.

Vegapunk nodded as a greeting, then turned around and looked back, "Boy, come out, are you still shy?"

Brett slowly walked out of the door.

He has put away his ability and returned to his normal appearance. The fruit created by Vegapunk did not fail and he successfully obtained the ability. It is better not to let the government know for the time being.

Mr. Major General flashed behind Vegapunk in an instant, and the blade in his hand was directly placed on Bright's neck.

Brett remained motionless, neither hiding nor panicking, but even so, his pupils shrank slightly.

What a speed!

I can’t even react!

What an incredible guy.

The decision I made just now was absolutely correct. In a head-to-head contest with this guy, I had absolutely no chance of winning.

"Doctor, what should we do with this guy?"

The major general didn't look back, looking at Bright with vigilant eyes. Bright was sure that if he made any abnormal movement, this guy's sword would cut his neck mercilessly.

"This kid and I have already reached an agreement. He will be at peace next time. Take him back and let him be as he was before." Vegapunk said casually, "He is a very important experimental material for me."

"Doctor, are you serious?"

In the rear, a naval colonel couldn't help but shout loudly, "Just because of this guy's actions, more than ten marines have been killed in battle, and more than a hundred people have been injured as a result!"

Brett had some impressions of him. Before entering Vegapunk's treasure room, he was the last opponent he faced.

His body was wrapped in bandages and his face was pale.

It seems that even if you use an iron block, you won't feel well if you get punched by yourself.

"Shut up Ronald!"

Mr. Major General reprimanded loudly, "This is the doctor's decision. What you should do is choose to follow it."

"..."

The colonel named Ronald had an extremely angry expression, and Bright saw the muscles on his face trembling.

Then finally, he finally nodded and said, "Yes."

From this point of view, Vegapunk's authority in this base is somewhat exaggerated.

But that’s right, this is the scientific force.

"Ronald, send this guy back."

The major general sheathed his sword and gave Bright one last cold look, "It seems like just one pair of handcuffs can't lock him, so let's add a few more."

Bright looked at Colonel Ronald, whose expression suddenly became excited, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the major general didn't really care.

It looks like there will be a little trouble next.

"Yes! Please leave it to me! General!"

Ronald nodded excitedly, waved his hand and led several marines to come over, and directly took out the new handcuffs and shackles, which had been prepared for Bright.

No one thought that Bright could escape smoothly. It was only a matter of time before he was captured.

Brett did not resist, but instead took the initiative to extend his hand.

Now that I have decided to stay, this situation has been expected.

The sailors put new handcuffs and shackles on Bright, and each added three pairs in one go.

Bright didn't care too much, because the navy didn't know that he was an esper, so they wouldn't give him the shackles of Shanghai Tower Stone, so these shackles were really nothing to him at this time.

"Remember to bring him here tomorrow. It's time to add some experimental materials." Vegapunk said casually.

"Yes, doctor."

The colonel nodded, then he put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, his eyes full of coldness, "It's time to go back, fish-man. You don't need me to tie a chain around your neck to lead you away, do you?"

Brett twitched the corner of his mouth, "Then lead the way, human."

"Then, Major General Hager, doctor, I will take him back first."

Ronald bowed slightly, then turned and left.

Brett followed, not making any eye contact with Vegapunk the whole time.

"It's time for me to go back to sleep."

Vegapunk stretched.

"Please have a good rest."

The major general named Hager said respectfully, "Just leave the rest of the finishing work to me. It will not affect your subsequent research."

"Then I'll trouble you."

Vegapunk yawned and staggered away.

When his back was turned to the marines, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Watching Vegapunk leave, Major General Hager called for a navy officer, "Send more people to keep an eye on that kid. What happened today will never happen again."

"yes!"

The major general's eyes were cold. Although he had captured the boy, he would not pretend that the trouble tonight had never happened.

Damn murlocs!

…

Bright started his return journey surrounded by a group of sailors, and he also enjoyed the treatment of being surrounded by people.

It's just that the navy who walked in front always turned back to look at him with resentful eyes, not to mention the sight behind him. If the sight could be lethal, Bright felt that he had been beaten into a honeycomb.

Of course, sight is not lethal after all, only weapons are.

So the navy just glared at Bright, but the guns pointed at him did not fire, and the swords pointed at him did not slash.

They seem to be having a hard time enduring it.

Brett thought this, he couldn't even turn his head, the blade of the gun almost hit his face.

This base is really big, and Bright's escape route took him a long way, so it took a lot of time to go back. By the time he returned to the familiar prison, it was already around midnight. .

The prison door was not closed yet, and it was still the same as when Brett left before.

Brett is ready to go back to the prison to rest.

but.

"You don't think today's matter is over like this, do you fish man?"

The sailors did not get out of the way and still surrounded Bright. Colonel Ronald stood in front of Bright. Bright glanced down and saw that this man's hand was firmly holding the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"After causing so many casualties, you don't think you can go back to sleep peacefully, do you?"

The faces of the navy were full of anger, and they probably only needed an order to attack Bright.

"I'm sorry." Brett simply replied.

It's just a shame someone died.

But I don't think my actions were wrong.

In the final analysis, from a standpoint, the navy is the enemy.

"Pity?"

Ronald gritted his teeth. He let go of the hilt of the sword and clenched his fists. "That's right. I'm really stupid. What's the use of talking to a cold-blooded beast like you?"

He tugged on the tie of his suit and said coldly, "Let's use a simpler method, a method that even fish can remember with their bodies to let you understand how big a sin you have committed!"

Brett lowered his eyes, "I advise you not to."

"It's too late to beg for mercy now! No one can save you!"

Ronald roared angrily, "Catch him!!"

The marines, who had long been unable to restrain themselves, immediately rushed towards Bright.

Now is the time to make Brett pay.