Sailing: This Bounce-Bounce Fruit is a little different.

Tap tap tap~~~

Underground prison.

The innermost cage.

A figure with its limbs bound by heavy chains seemed to sense something, and slowly opened its eyes in the darkness, a hint of blood flashing in its eyes.

.......

Chapter Twenty-Two: Imposters!

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Tap tap tap! Tap tap tap!

In the pitch-black, dimly lit passage, a figure slowly emerged.

"This underground prison is deeper than I expected..."

After walking down the stairs for about two minutes, Huang Hai reached the bottom floor. Looking at the spacious underground prisons on both sides, and the long rows of cells on either side, he couldn't help but marvel, "Morgan's ambitions are quite impressive. This underground prison is at least the size of half a football field..."

"If he were the kind of person he is in the original novel, he definitely wouldn't be willing to spend this kind of money, right?"

"Or perhaps... this was left over from the construction of the naval base..."

As he pondered, Huang Hai slowly walked towards the inside.

Inside the cells on both sides of the passage, there were thin, numb figures, some lying down and some sitting, leaning against the cold walls.

From their clothing, Huang Hai could tell that it was either similar to the style worn by residents of the small town, or it was the navy clothing he had seen before.

At this moment, along the way, I have seen hundreds of people.

Huang Hai had expected them to call for help when they saw him, but they didn't even look at him. Their numb and desperate expressions reminded him of his past self.

"Tsk... what an unforgettable memory..."

Huang Hai twirled the keychain in his hand and chuckled lightly, teasingly saying, "Anyone want to go out? One hundred Berries per go, only for those who miss out."

As soon as these words came out.

Suddenly, the silent prison seemed to gradually come alive with the clanging of keys.

The people who had been sitting in the prison in despair and numbness finally noticed Huang Hai, who was wearing a white trench coat and had a slender figure, when they heard the crisp sound of the key.

For a moment, even their dim eyes saw a glimmer of light.

God knows how much they longed to get out of this dark and gloomy prison, silently awaiting death.

However, just as Huang Hai was halfway through his imprisonment.

A hoarse voice finally broke the slight restlessness in the prison.

"If possible, could you please let me out first..."

On the right, in a solitary cell, a man with a short haircut, a long face, and a seemingly sunken chin said in a hoarse voice with a look of dejection, "My name is Helmeppo. I'll pay you as soon as I get out..."

"You're Bellumeber?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Hai looked at the other person curiously. Apart from the chin being somewhat familiar, he really couldn't recognize him.

After all, in the original work, Helmeppo was a rich kid-like fool, while this one looks somewhat weathered and mature.

"Who are you?" Seeing that the other person seemed to know him, Bellemere was slightly puzzled, but because he hadn't eaten or seen the sun for a long time, his vision seemed to be quite blurry.

"Let's get out first..."

Seeing the other person squinting and carefully observing, Huang Hai smiled, looked for the corresponding number on the key, and opened the cell where the other person was located.

"Thank you so much…"

As he walked out of the cell, Bellemere, with a touch of emotion, sincerely thanked them, saying, "After I get out, I will definitely pay..."

"Just kidding..."

Waving his hand, Huang Hai laughed and said, "It was just a small favor. Do you even know where Roronoa Zoro is being held?"

While asking questions, he continued to walk further inside.

At the same time, seemingly seeing that Bellemere had been truly rescued, cries for help suddenly rang out from both sides of the prison.

Huang Hai ignored this and simply threw the keychain to Bellumeber.

"Release them after you rescue Zoro..."

"...I see, Zoro must be locked in the innermost cell of the prison..."

Silently following behind him, Bellumaber hastily caught the keys tossed to him and nodded hoarsely, "Morgan seems to value him a lot; he comes down to see him every now and then..."

"Oh?"

Huang Hai raised an eyebrow, intrigued, and asked, "What do you mean? Could it be that he's still trying to recruit Zoro? It seems he hasn't succeeded yet?"

"Hmm... otherwise they wouldn't come down so frequently."

A flash of hatred crossed Bellemere's eyes as he said hoarsely, "But Morgan is an extremely good at disguising himself; nobody knows what they actually talked about..."

"Judging from your expression, you seem to hate him a lot?"

Sensing the murderous intent in the other person's tone, Huang Hai calmly said, "As far as I know, Morgan Monca is your father, isn't he?"

"Yes... Morgan is indeed my father! But..."

After a pause, Helmeppo said with a self-deprecating laugh, "My father died long ago in battle against the pirate Kuro. The so-called Colonel Morgan is nothing but an imposter!"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Hai paused, turned around, and frowned, saying, "Are you saying your father, Morgan, died in battle long ago? And the one you see now is just an imposter?"

"Why are you so sure, and how did you find out?"

"It can only be described as a coincidence..."

Bellumber said, "Actually, I never imagined that my father, who raised me and taught me all these years, would be replaced by an imposter!"

"Before, when a group of pirates from who-knows-where attacked the town... I received the town's alarm and immediately went to find my father, but..."

“I saw with my own eyes him put on the skin he had peeled off, piece by piece, and that skin was my father Morgan’s!”

Chapter Twenty-Three: A Failed Invitation?

Between words.

A hatred so intense it seemed the entire ocean couldn't wash it away was slowly squeezed out of Bellemere's hoarse throat.

Seeing this, Huang Hai did not try to offer any advice. He slowly turned around and walked deeper into the prison once again.

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"So, you're locked up and awaiting execution because you discovered the truth?"

Walking ahead, Huang Hai calmly asked, "So here's the question... if the current 'Morgan' isn't your father, then who is he?"

"If you haven't even figured this out, and you've ended up like this... then you should give up your thoughts of revenge as soon as possible and find a safe island to eke out a living."

"After all, in a world where the strong prey on the weak, the weak have never had a voice..."

"I know who he is!"

At this moment, Helmeppo said hoarsely, "He is Sam, who used to be a subordinate of 'Hundred Plans' Kuro of the Black Cat Pirates, and was also known as 'Leatherface' Sam!"

"The Leather-Faced Ghost?"

Huang Hai raised an eyebrow: "Could it be related to his abilities?"

“That’s right!” Helmeppo said hoarsely, “According to the information I’ve gathered, he’s a skin-man who ate the Skin-Skin Fruit. As long as he collects information about a target and their skin tissue, he can create a skin that resembles that target…”

"It's said that the more detailed the information gathered, the more likely it is that the target's abilities can be acquired..."

"However, this is all old information collected a long time ago in preparation for the extermination of the Black Cat Pirates, and his current situation is unclear..."

"Most importantly, the records of that campaign clearly state that Sam was killed, and his head was brought back along with Crow's body. And then..."

"They're all fake, right?"

With a smile, Huang Hai said with interest, "It seems that guy named Sam is quite capable, huh? He managed to stay undetected for so long..."

"Judging from this, the pirates who occupied this naval base must be closely related to the Black Cat Pirates, right?"

"It's highly likely, but we can't rule out the possibility that Sam joined another pirate crew..."

"..."

After glancing silently at Huang Hai's retreating figure, Bellemere slowly lowered his head, his eyes still filled with frantic thought.

He understood how rare this rescue was.

They had already been given the execution notice and could only wait for death to come.

But now, this unexpected turn of events has occurred...

There is only one chance; once you fail, no one will be able to expose Morgan's true colors again.

'What should I do...?'