Chương 1509: On top of the war (121)

At the same time, although Ace was seriously injured, his eyes were still full of anger. He clenched his teeth fiercely, and his gaze shot straight at Blackbeard like a burning flame.

He squeezed out two words with difficulty: "Teach!"

Just like that, Blackbeard and Ace stared at each other, and for a moment the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Blackbeard kept weighing the pros and cons in his heart, thinking about whether he should get rid of Ace immediately; while Ace's heart was already filled with anger, and he wished he could jump up and fight Blackbeard to the death.

At this moment, the burly Napoleon strode over.

He stretched out his strong and powerful hands and grabbed Ace effortlessly.

"I promised Whitebeard that I would take you out safely, so you better behave yourself and don't run around!"

Napoleon said to Ace with his eyes wide open.

However, Ace, who was in a state of extreme anger, was not willing to listen to these words.

His eyes were still staring straight at Blackbeard, as if he wanted to cut the man into pieces with his eyes.

At this moment, Blackbeard's sharp gaze fell directly on Napoleon like a flash of lightning.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a seemingly kind but hidden smile, and he said, "This must be the captain of the famous Lion Pirates - the famous Lion Napoleon. I am honored to meet you today. I have heard of your name for a long time!"

However, in the face of Blackbeard's enthusiastic words and goodwill, Napoleon remained indifferent and did not even smile.

He merely nodded lightly, as if the Blackbeard in front of him was just an insignificant little character.

When the crew members standing behind Blackbeard in prison uniforms saw this scene, they could not help but look at each other, their hearts full of confusion.

Many of them lowered their voices and asked their companions, "Who is this guy? Why did our captain have such an expression after seeing him? He seemed to be quite afraid of him!"

These prisoners have been imprisoned here for a long time, some have spent five or six years in prison, and some have spent more than ten years. They have long been seriously disconnected from the outside world and are not familiar with newcomers like Napoleon.

At this moment, Badgers noticed the confusion and discussions among the crowd. He made a prompt decision, stepped forward and explained: "He is not an ordinary person. His last name is Rockefeller!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd that was originally whispering and discussing heatedly suddenly became silent, as if someone had suddenly pressed the pause button, and the entire scene suddenly fell into dead silence.

After a long time, someone finally broke the suffocating silence and asked cautiously, "Could it be... the Rockefeller from the New World?"

Hearing this, Badgers nodded without hesitation to express his affirmation.

"What number of sons is he?"

Suddenly, a voice broke the silence. The question was like a bolt of lightning across the sky, attracting everyone's attention.

Badgers shook his head slowly, with a mysterious smile on his face: "He is not Charlotte's son, he is the son of the Magic Dragon Caesar, the eldest grandson of the third generation of the Rockefeller family!"

Hearing this, the crowd exploded instantly.

"What? He's Caesar's son!"

Screams rang out one after another, especially from the prisoners who had been imprisoned in Impel Down for ten years. Their faces were as pale as paper and their fear was beyond words.

Even Basque Chote, who was always addicted to alcohol, put down the wine glass in his hand at this moment, and stared at Napoleon in front of him with serious eyes, as if he saw a ferocious beast approaching him step by step.

At the same time, the smile on Pizarro's face disappeared without a trace, replaced by a gloomy look.

When he heard the word "Rockefeller", he couldn't help but think of the dreaded Esdeath.

Once upon a time, it was Esdeath who led her army and completely destroyed Pizarro's kingdom.

Pizarro himself luckily escaped the disaster and became a pirate, drifting on the vast ocean.

However, the good times did not last long. Eventually, he could not escape the navy's pursuit and was imprisoned in this dark prison for more than a dozen years.

As for Basque Choate, as a supernova back then, he also ventured into the New World.

Although he had never had a head-on confrontation with Caesar, he had witnessed with his own eyes Caesar transforming into a giant dragon several thousand meters long, spanning the sky.

That shocking scene was deeply imprinted in his mind, and it is still vivid and unforgettable to this day.

The name Rockefeller is like a towering, inaccessible mountain, weighing heavily on the hearts of everyone in the New World.

At this tense moment, a deep but loud voice suddenly sounded: "Mr. Napoleon, in my opinion, this matter seems to have nothing to do with the Rockefeller Kingdom. I wonder if you can do me a favor and hand Ace over to me? How about making friends?"

The person who spoke was the smiling Blackbeard.

Blackbeard squinted his eyes, with the corners of his mouth raised to form a seemingly friendly and kind smile. However, this hypocritical and artificial smile was so disgusting to Napoleon that he even felt an indescribable disgust from the bottom of his heart.

"Friend? You don't deserve it!"

Napoleon raised his head high and responded with an extremely arrogant attitude.

You know, for the arrogant Napoleon, only those who can truly gain his recognition and appreciation are qualified to be called his best friends.

It is obvious that the Blackbeard in front of him is far from meeting this standard.

Hearing this, the stiff smile on Blackbeard's face froze instantly, but he still pretended to be calm and tried hard to maintain that fake smile.

"In that case, I hope you can put Ace aside for now. To be honest, I really don't want to fight you!"

Although there was still a hint of smile in Blackbeard's words at this time, everyone could hear the subtle threat hidden between the lines.

Facing Blackbeard's slightly provocative remarks, Napoleon simply glanced at him with contempt, then raised his chin high and sneered in an extremely disdainful tone: "You want to be my enemy? You are worthy!"

Napoleon's two consecutive icy "You're worthy" hit Blackbeard's heart like a sledgehammer, instantly shattering the smug smile on his face.