Behind them was a Celestial Dragon riding a giant slave. The Celestial Dragon was surrounded by fully armed soldiers. There were two men in black on either side of the soldiers, and next to them was a tall, thin man wearing a mink coat who was licking his lips from time to time.
“Saint Charles, these people are the slaves who escaped seven years ago. If you hand them over to me, I can train them and put on a grand auction.”
The tall, thin man chuckled: "The natives from Zone 0, the former rebels, have been nurtured by nature and have a primitive, natural flavor. Such slaves, once trained, will surely suit Saint Charles's tastes."
"Um, I just want obedient slaves."
Charles sniffed. "Um... what's your name again?"
“My name is Morro, Saint Charles.”
The tall, thin man bowed to Charlos and said, "Rest assured, I will train the slave you desire."
“Hmm…then arrest them. Damn it, how can you let your property escape?” Charlos said matter-of-factly.
"Hey, um... Celestial Dragon, you promised that I would bring you here to find slaves, and that you would let us leave safely after it was done."
Among the pirates, one wearing a captain's hat turned around and spoke to Charlos.
Bang!
A bullet struck the pirate next to the captain in the head. Moro, holding his gun high and looking arrogant, said, "Oops, you missed. But who gave you permission to look directly at the noble Saint Charlos? He is a noble Celestial Dragon."
"you..."
The captain clenched his fists, his face darkening.
"Get your job done, and you'll leave naturally. The Navy is nothing but the World Government's lackeys."
Moro blew on the muzzle of his gun, stuck out his tongue, and licked his lips. "My auction house was destroyed by you pirates. It was an auction house entrusted to me by the Celestial Dragons. If you don't do a good job, you... will have a hard time getting out of here."
"I see..."
The captain gritted his teeth, turned to the indigenous people, and said, "That's it! Give up the resistance!"
No way!
A young man with two braids tied behind his ears gripped a wooden gun and gritted his teeth, saying, "I won't let you catch me again! We have Lord Sharp here! Once Lord Sharp gets here, you're all dead! Just like seven years ago, Lord Sharp will save us!"
"Sharp?"
The captain paused, then grinned maliciously: "It was that old swindler who sent me the message that allowed me to get here!"
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