General Lanlin of One Piece

Chapter 129

"Don't dare, don't dare. I will contact President Berkeley immediately and ask him to arrange for the auction to be held today."

The fat official who spoke turned pale after being reprimanded by Roswad. He took out the phone from his arms with a trembling hand and wanted to contact the person in charge of the auction house, Berkeley.

However, another official next to him quickly reached out to stop him, lowered his voice and said softly:
"There's nothing wrong with the auction house being held in advance. It's just a trivial matter. But today on Shampoo Island, several supernova pirates arrived. Have you forgotten the huge explosion from before? There must be something going on over there at the naval base. It’s a big deal. If anything happens to the Saint Rozwald family, we will be doomed.”

Hearing what his colleague said, the fat official's face immediately became even more ugly.

But my colleague is right.

No matter what, ensuring the safety of the world's nobles will always come first.

With this thought in mind, he gritted his teeth, stood up, and explained the situation to a few CP guards in black who were guarding Rozwald's side.

But as soon as he got up, he saw a black-clothed guard beside Roswad, who stepped forward and blocked him in front of him. He had a black face and took out a black knife from his waist. The pistol was pressed against his forehead.

The cold barrel exuded the aura of death, which made the fat officer's legs weaken, and he knelt down again with a pop.

"Are you looking for death? How dare you stand up in front of the great Saint Roswader? What do you want to do?"

The guard in black had a cold voice and his finger was already on the trigger of the pistol.

With just one click, the bullet in the flintlock gun would easily penetrate the fat man's head.

"Don't... don't shoot! I... I just want to remind you that the island is not safe. There are... pirates, and there may be pirates making trouble. I'm afraid it will affect the bidding mood of Lord Roswader. "

The fat official was so frightened that he was sweating profusely and stammered in his explanation.

"Hmph! If a mere pirate dares to appear in front of Saint Roswader, he will be captured as a slave."

"Remember, don't collide with the great Saint Rozwald, Saint Charlos, and Shalulia Palace because of such a trivial matter next time."

The black-clothed guard looked at the trembling fat official indifferently, put back his flintlock gun, and in a flash, he returned to the team guarding the Rozwald family.

There are more than a dozen black-clothed guards like him.

In addition, there were hundreds of warriors wearing armor and holding spears, clustering behind the Rozwald family.

They are just a small part of the guards of the three Tianlong people.

On weekdays, the adults in the Holy Land often come down to Xiangbo Land to play.

Even on this island, some pirates will appear from time to time.

But in the past decades, no nobleman from the world has ever encountered anything dangerous on Chambord Island.

Even if there is an emergency, under the protection of these guards, they can persist for a while, waiting for strong support from the Holy Land and the Navy Headquarters.

The pirates are not stupid enough to dare to provoke the world's nobles.

Everyone in this world knows that provoking the world's nobles will lead to attacks from the navy admirals.

As the highest combat power of the Navy Headquarters, the Navy Admiral has a great deterrent effect on all pirates.

The colleague behind the fat official wanted to say something, but the fat man shook his head to stop him.

He was afraid that if he continued to speak, Roswad would be angry, and he might not survive tomorrow.

Since the guards of Saint Roswader do not take pirates seriously, they should inform Berkeley to hold an auction as soon as possible.

After the Holy Roswald family bought the slaves, the best way to ensure their safety was to return to the Holy Land of Mary Joa.

At the same time, they had already sent people to Naval Base No. 66 to check the situation.

I thought that if something really happened over there, the phone bug information would be received here as soon as possible.

But so far, there have been no calls from the phone bug, which means nothing major happened over there.

Naval Base 66.

Several World Government officials in suits looked coldly at the hundreds of mummies lying on the ground in front of them, and were so frightened that they could not speak.

"Hurry up and inform your Excellency, something happened! Something happened at the naval base!" It took a while before someone recovered from the shock and fear, tremblingly took out the phone bug and dialed the number of his boss.

"Porlu porlu. Porlu porlu."

The phone kept ringing, but I couldn't get through.

"No signal! Damn it! How come there is no signal at such a critical time! Go back and report! The pirates killed everyone in the navy branch of Shampoo!"

On the way to Auction House No. [-], Charros was sitting cross-legged on the back of a strong slave, with a long nose and a silly smile on his face.

"I heard that the auction house has purchased another mermaid. I want to buy her and compete with the shark in the fish tank to see who is faster. Hehehe, the mermaid didn't win last time, and the result was just It’s really rubbish to have half a fish tail left. Isn’t it said that the mermaid is the fastest in the sea?”

"Rather than a mermaid, I would rather buy a powerful pirate or giant as a slave."

Rozwald waved the whip in his hand and kept beating the giant slave man underneath him until the back of the strong man, who was lying on all fours and crawling numbly like an animal, was covered in blood and flesh.

"Too slow! These slaves are too slow! I want an adult giant, it will definitely be very majestic."

He looked at his daughter who was following behind him, "Shalulia, where are you? What kind of slave do you want to buy?"

The pretty female Celestial Dragon Shaluria Palace heard this and said indifferently: "I also want that mermaid, but since Brother Charlos wants it too, let's give it to him. Anyway, I still have it at home. A few will last you a while.”

"Thank you very much, Shalulia." Charros sniffed.

The vast team of Tianlong people arrived at a residential street.

As soon as they saw this huge formation, people on the residential streets immediately realized that a noble from the world had arrived.

No one needed to remind them, the people standing immediately fell to their knees like wheat, bowing their heads respectfully, not daring to look at the Rozwald family.

Charros sniffed and showed a disgusted expression.

"Go over there quickly! The air here is smelly. These despicable, dirty civilians have stunk the air in Shampoo Place."

Among the crowd, a six or seven-year-old girl with braids peeked curiously and happened to see the gorgeous white robe of Shalulia Palace and that delicate and beautiful face.

The little girl looked a little dumbfounded and couldn't help but whisper.

"That sister is so beautiful."

However, just such words of praise made Shalulia's face suddenly darken.

She took out a golden flintlock gun from her arms, raised her hand and pointed it at the stunned little girl not far away.

"Despicable commoner, who do you call sister?"

Pointed at the golden pistol, the little girl's brown pupils dilated, and she was completely stunned, standing there at a loss.

I forgot what my parents told me. When I see people around me kneeling down, I must kneel down too. Otherwise, I will never see my parents again.

"Nissa! Nissa!"

In the crowd not far from the little girl, two young men and women were so frightened by this scene that their faces turned pale and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably.

They subconsciously stood up from their kneeling position and wanted to rush towards their daughter.

"Don't get up! You'll die!"

The people kneeling beside them quickly stretched out their hands to grab the two of them and pinned them to the ground, preventing them from rushing past.

"My beauty doesn't need to be praised by despicable low-class people like you. Go to hell."

As she spoke, her white jade-like fingers were about to pull the trigger.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a dull thunder sounded in the sky overhead, frightening the Shalulia Palace who raised his pistol.

The flintlock gun in his hand was not held firmly and fell to the ground with a clatter.

(End of this chapter)