Chapter 354 Pluto Rayleigh (please subscribe, please vote)
Ten minutes later, Golden Lion slowly exhaled and put Ying Shi and Ku Mu back into their scabbards.
"Where are we now?"
After hearing what Golden Lion said, the boy immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and called the main control room to ask for the current location.
After a while, a middle-aged man's voice came from the intercom. He replied: "Reporting to the Admiral, we are currently about an hour's flight from the Shampoo Islands and will soon reach the end of the paradise."
In the past two days, Golden Lion has been training hard on the island, and his sword skills have made a qualitative leap.
At this moment, the golden lion has broken through the sword master and reached a new level.
To be more precise, this should be recovery rather than pure improvement.
In the past 20 years since his legs were broken, Golden Lion's swordsmanship level has been declining. The data that Lin Yi detected before was already the state after he retreated.
Nowadays, the Golden Lion is just trying to regain the peak feeling he once had, which is why his sword skill level has improved so quickly.
"You brat, I'm going to the Chambord Islands to meet someone. Are you going?" Golden Lion walked up to Lin Yi, who was lying on a lounge chair and sunbathing leisurely, and said in an unquestionable tone.
"Chambord Islands? Aren't you afraid of being chased by the navy?"
Lin Yi took off the sunglasses on his eyes.
After hearing this, the Golden Lion had a look of disdain on his face and laughed: "Afraid? Is there anyone who I, the Golden Lion, are afraid of? Even Captain Rocks back then couldn't say such a thing. It's just a navy, Is there anyone else who can scare me?"
As he spoke, an arrogant and domineering spirit continued to escape from the body of the golden lion. The boys in suits around him were so oppressed by this domineering spirit that they could only kneel on one knee to resist.
Since Golden Lion regained his brain, his domineering power has become even more terrifying.
The horrific torture he has experienced in the past twenty years has made his willpower reach a level that is unimaginable to ordinary people.
Now, just one look from him could put an officer below the rank of admiral into coma.
This is the Golden Lion, the legendary pirate in his complete form.
"Let's go, who are we going to see?" Lin Yi put the recliner into his personal space, and then walked to the golden lion.
The golden lion took a deep breath, his eyes seemed to penetrate the clouds, staring at the Chambord Islands above the sea, and said slowly: "An old friend, I can feel that that guy is in the Chambord Islands."
From the outside, the Chambord Islands can be said to be wonderful, a complete paradise on earth.
Unfortunately, only those who know the Chambord Islands know how disgusting this filthy place is.
Slave trading, racial discrimination, human trafficking, organ trafficking, arms trading... Here, money seems to be able to buy everything, even human dignity and life.
Anyone who can open a store here has more or less the shadow of a powerful force behind him.
At the Chris slave trading place, a seemingly inconspicuous old man with gray hair, a messy beard, and smelling of alcohol suddenly stood up, as if he sensed something.
His move did not attract much attention. After all, in this place full of suffering and oppression, everyone has their own worries and sufferings.
"Damn it, I lost money again today. Didn't I tell you not to accept this kind of inferior product? As a 70 or 80-year-old rotten old man, do you tell me that anyone will buy it?"
Dick Wendell, the manager of the slave trading office, was angrily scolding his men.
He held a whip and severely beat an employee in charge of sales. The employee's suit had been whipped to tatters, exposing the bloody wounds underneath.
But the employees didn't even dare to hide, and just endured the brutal whipping silently.
Dick's brutality was well known at this exchange.
Someone once tried to resist, but the next day, the employee's family was massacred by gangsters sent by Dick.
Such cruel methods silenced everyone, daring not to resist at all.
But why are there still employees willing to work here? The reason is simple, people die for money and birds die for food.
Although Dick had a bad temper, the salary he offered was indeed attractive.
In this world where the gap between rich and poor is huge, the temptation of money often makes people take risks.
The slave trade was originally a hugely profitable business with no capital, and those who were able to engage in this industry in the Chambord Islands had the support of big forces. These forces are intricately intertwined, forming a huge web of interests.
And every node of this network is full of blood and sin.
Dick swore angrily and raised his whip again.
Just when he was about to crack the whip, the employee who was whipped to death tightly grabbed his trouser leg.
"Sorry, manager, I'm really sorry. I don't know why I agreed to take on this old man. Maybe I was confused. Please give me another chance and spare me this time." The employee begged bitterly. .
The anger on Dick's face still remained, but just when he was about to attack again, Reilly in the iron cage suddenly spoke.
"It doesn't matter, someone will come to me soon." Rayleigh looked towards the deserted passage, as if he had foreseen what was about to happen.
"You old man, you old man, if you weren't a commodity, I would have beaten you to death." Dick roared angrily, unable to control himself as soon as he got angry.
He kicked the employee next to him away, angrily pulled out a musket from his waist, and pointed the black muzzle at Reilly.
Anyway, the old man Rayleigh wasn't worth much, and even if he was killed, the owner of the slave farm wouldn't blame him.
"Sorry, you may not be able to kill me today."
Reilly faced Dick's musket with a calm expression, not even moving his head.
This calm attitude seemed to anger Dick. He was about to pull the trigger, but suddenly felt someone behind him.
Turning around, he saw a figure standing like a mountain, blocking the light in front of him.
Dick looked up and saw a strong man nearly three meters tall standing behind him, holding a cigar in his mouth. His thick blond hair reached his ankles. Although he was somewhat bald in the Mediterranean style, it did not detract from his majesty.
Behind the strong man, there was a young man who looked lazy.
He held a slender staff in his hand and wore a priest's robe, as if he were a priest who came out of a temple in a certain country.
The two men stood in front of Dick one after another, forming a strong sense of oppression.
Dick involuntarily took a few steps back, and most of the anger in his heart dissipated.
He realized that these two people were obviously not ordinary people.
"Hello, do you need anything?"
In a place like the Champagne Islands, a mixed bag of fish and dragons, one of the rules of survival is to have keen insight.
Although Dick did not immediately recognize who the strong man in front of him was, his eyes were attracted by the two famous swords 'Ying Ju' and 'Deadwood' worn on the golden lion's waist.
Based on his many years of experience, he judged that these two knives were by no means ordinary and must be famous knives with more than twenty-one skills.
For the Golden Lion to be able to wear such a precious sword in a place like the Chambord Islands, its strength is self-evident.
Although Dick has a bad temper, he also understands that in the face of absolute strength, those who understand the current affairs are the heroes.
Therefore, he chose to give in and did not provoke this powerful man who seemed not to be trifled with.
The golden lion ignored the manager and came to the cage containing Rayleigh.
"Long time no see, Rayleigh."
"Long time no see, Shiki."
As Golden Lion and Reilly exchanged names, Manager Dick suddenly broke out in a lot of cold sweat.
He was not an ignorant person, and the names Rayleigh and Shiki stirred up huge waves in his heart.
He had heard rumors about the Pirate King's vice-captain Pluto Rayleigh living in seclusion in the Shampoo Islands, but at the time he just regarded it as a rumor and didn't pay much attention to it.
But today the legendary figure who looked like a golden lion came here and called the old man Reilly, which would make Dick sweat.
(End of chapter)