Chapter 127 Tianlong (please subscribe)
The Celestial Dragons are the descendants of the 20 kings who established the new world government 800 years ago. They habitually call themselves "descendants of the Creator" and conduct daily activities in the holy land of Mary Joa on the top of the Red Continent.
The Celestial Dragons enjoy all privileges, whether legally permitted or prohibited. For them, the law is nothing more than a disposable toilet paper, not even a toilet paper!
Since the Chambord Islands are adjacent to Mariejoia and Marinevando, many Celestial Dragons usually visit the Chambord Islands in the name of "the lower realm".
Adrian never expected that as soon as he landed on the Chambord Islands, he would encounter a world noble that ordinary pirates would avoid!
But this wasn't the first time he met a Celestial Dragon.
The previous time at Thred Island in the North Sea, Adrian even beat up Don Quixote who fell into the mortal world. He convinced people with living principles, physical principles!
But the Shampoo Islands are no better than Thred Island.
Anyone who dares to offend the Tianlong people here will be punished on the spot at best, or will be jointly attacked by the admiral of the Navy Headquarters and the CP0 department, and will lead a large number of soldiers together!
Therefore, even the most daring pirates would rarely do anything to offend the Celestial Dragons.
At this moment, the Tianlong man wearing sunglasses said impatiently again: "Hey, you fat man, if you can't speak, someone else can come up and host it again!"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for the auctioneer's reaction, the Tianlong man directly took out a pistol made of gold from the small table nearby and fired decisively without hesitation.
Bang!
The brass bullet hit the auctioneer directly in the abdomen. The powerful impact made him take a step back slightly. A large amount of blood instantly flowed out of the hit area, dyeing the surrounding clothes red.
Boom!
The auctioneer who was shot was actually a bit clever. He pretended to be killed by the shot and fell to the ground on his back.
His huge body hit the stage of the auction house heavily, making a deafening sound.
Originally, the auctioneer thought that he could escape through this, but how could the brain circuits of the Tianlong people be understood by ordinary people?
"Untouchable! Untouchable!"
The sunglasses Tianlong man actually pointed at the auctioneer on the stage and cursed in anger.
"You were beaten to death so easily?"
"And you dared to fall to the ground so loudly, it scared me!"
"You're so damned! Damn it!"
Bang bang bang! ! !
The sunglasses Tianlongren fired several shots again, hitting the auctioneer's body on the stage and pretending to fall to the ground, killing the latter on the spot.
A pool of thick blood flowed out from under the fat auctioneer's body, leaving a rather dazzling scarlet mark on the stage.
After emptying all the bullets in the golden pistol, the sunglasses Tianlong seemed to be unsatisfied and was still cursing.
The Sophia auction house fell into a state of dead silence. Except for the insults from the Celestial Dragons, the others were so quiet that they could hear their own heartbeats.
After a while, the staff of the Sophia auction house came out, took off the body of the fat auctioneer who had not yet had time to preside over the auction, and replaced it with a small man with a pale face and trembling legs.
"Rosswader Saint," the little man forced an extremely ugly smile on his face, and humbly asked the Celestial Dragons below the stands, "I don't know if you want to directly Do you want to see the final product or do you want the auction to continue? ”
I don't know if it was because he had just killed the unsavory person, but Saint Roswader's mood obviously improved a lot, and he waved his hand very generously.
"Just do it as usual!"
However, the ruined atmosphere in the auction house is not so easy to reverse.
The first few auction items had no interest at all and were rejected.
It wasn't until half a quarter of an hour later that people began to slowly raise their placards to bid, but they were very few.
"The next item is a human slave."
The little speaker was reading dryly about the auction information in his hand. It was obvious that he was just an unlucky guy who was pushed up casually and did not understand the slightest bit of words to mobilize the enthusiasm of the guests.
After briefly explaining the auction information, the little speaker directly gestured to the backstage.
After a moment, several guards wearing steel helmets came forward escorting a tall, middle-aged man with his hands and feet locked, and a slave collar around his neck.
There was a faint commotion in the audience.
Adrian also frowned slightly. This slave was not on the previous auction list at all. It was obviously added temporarily by the auction house.
It is obvious that such a "lot" is entirely to cater to the personal preferences of Saint Roswader!
Adrian focused his attention on the strong slave man on the stage.
Although this middle-aged man still seemed to have retained some strength, his eyes were completely gray and there was no trace of light.
And once a guard wants to get closer, his body will subconsciously tremble a few times, and at the same time move his steps and step back. This is a conditioned reflex that occurs after long-term torture and torture.
Seeing this, Adrian couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
He has been wandering on the sea for several years, and he has encountered slaves many times.
At the beginning, Adrian would kindly free some innocent civilian slaves, but later he discovered that some people were not worth saving.
Just like the strong slave man on the stage at this time.
The long-term slave life has completely destroyed this man's spiritual will. At this time, he did not even have the courage to commit suicide.
Even if he were to be rescued by force, it would be meaningless.
Due to the excesses of the previous auctions, the atmosphere in the venue had already relaxed a lot. After this slave with relatively good strength appeared on the scene, the atmosphere in the venue finally warmed up a lot again.
"Eight million Baileys."
"Nine, six million Baileys!"
Just as one of the rich people raised their placards to bid.
A lazy voice came from the front row, "One hundred million beli."
The venue fell into complete silence again.
What really dissuaded everyone, apart from the high price, was the identity of the bidder!
That's right, it was Saint Roswader who called out the offer.
"Thank you very much for Saint Roswader's generosity!" the little speaker stammered, "Now we will enter the final stage."
"This is a fur girl from the Furry Kingdom in the New World. She is a very rare Arctic fox fur girl. The starting price is 80 million beli."
As soon as he finished speaking, Saint Roswader directly quoted: "Three hundred million!"
"Sorry to excuse you, three hundred and eighty-one million Baileys."
Adrian raised his sign. (End of chapter)