Armed color is domineering, and the system is awakened!

In the innermost corner, the white-haired old man who was sleeping there suddenly opened his eyes.

"Did you find me, old man..."

Karl stood at the door of the slave room and did not go inside.

He directly grabbed the handle of 'Sakura Ten' with one hand, and said indifferently, "I will let you go, but I don't care about your collars."

"By the way, I have already killed all the people in this auction house. You don't have to worry about being blasted by remote control."

After speaking, he unsheathed 'Sakura Ten'.

A black and golden slash flew out vertically, as if it had a spirituality, cutting off the big locks of the iron cages one by one!

"I, I, am I free?!" A pirate stared blankly at his hands.

"Wuuuuuuu... I never thought I would be free one day."

The slaves were stunned for a while before accepting this reality.

Only Rayleigh, who was in the innermost corner, calmly huddled in the corner and did not move.

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"I'm free hahaha!" A pirate started to rush outside.

"Crack!" Carl put a hand on his shoulder directly.

"What, what's the matter? Navy lord..." A sneer appeared on the pirate's face.

Carl said with a blank expression on his cigar, "When you go out, call all the navy on standby outside."

"Yes yes yes!" The pirate nodded frantically as if he had received an amnesty.

He didn't dare to continue running outside until Carl withdrew his hand.

The shock brought to them by the slash just now will not fade away in a short while.

Then more than [-] people ran out one after another.

Most of these people are pirates and bounty hunters.

Karl glanced into the slave room, and many slaves did not run outside even though the iron locks had been cut off by him.

Some people are already scarred and have no physical strength.

Others are mostly children and girls.

They don't have the ability to survive in a place like Chambord, so their expressions are very confused at this time.

Even though he was already free, he had no intention of going out in a hurry.

There are also several mermaids in the tank.

"Ha——" Carl let out a long breath, "It's really troublesome..."

At this moment, footsteps sounded.

"Colonel Carl!" March and Brett came in with the troops and saluted him.

"Go, bring out all the slaves inside," Karl pointed to the slave room, "Send the wounded ones for treatment, those children and girls, let's take them out and resettle them first."

"By the way, just leave that white-haired old man in the corner alone."

"Yes!"

A group of marines filed in, and took out a large group of slaves in a short time.

The slave room became extremely deserted for a while.

step, step-

Carl walked in slowly, "Rayleigh, the king of the underworld, meeting for the first time."

"Well, Brother Navy, you know me." Rayleigh grinned, "For an old man like me, I didn't expect that there are still young people who can recognize me."

"So, little brother in the navy, what can you do for me?"

"No, it's just to say hello to you," Carl exhaled a puff of smoke ring, and then said, "I am now the garrison officer of the Naval Base of the Chambord Islands, Solomon Carl."

"You are an unstable factor to me."

"Don't say that," Rayleigh said with a smile, "Old man, I am no longer a pirate, and now I am so poor that I am sold as a slave, how could it be an unstable factor~"

You think I don't know that you came here by yourself!

The corner of Karl's mouth twitched, and he said angrily, "In short, I don't want to bother you, and you don't bother me, understand?"

"Don't worry, don't worry," Raleigh waved his hand. "An old man like me can't beat you young people. This old bone still wants to live for a few more years."

The navy in front of him just stood in front of him.

It has already made his knowledge and knowledge in a frenzied warning.

To describe it simply, this is an evil dragon crawling in front of it. Although it is in a deep sleep state now, once it wakes up, it will become a dragon. ． ．

Anyway, Raleigh said that he didn't want to fight with such monster-level people at all.

I am already in my seventies and eighties, and I don't know how many years I will lose my life if I fight with this kind of monster.

"Okay, I've already said what I need to say, you can do it yourself," Carl snuffed out the cigar with his hand, turned and left.

To be honest, he came to warn Rayleigh just to avoid trouble.

If he really wants to fight, he is not afraid.

Although this old man is very fierce, at this age he can still swim in the windless belt for three days and three nights.

However, after all, he is just a pure physique expert.

Without those strange fruit abilities, it is impossible to have a terrifying physique like Kaido and Big Mom, which can directly fight for ten days and ten nights.

As long as it continues to grind, it will be nothing more than another golden lion planted in his hands.

Carl, who returned to the naval base, felt a little headache looking at the group of slaves in front of him.

"How to deal with this..."

"Cough...that, Brett."

"Colonel Carl! Do you have any orders?" Brett saluted respectfully.

"I'll leave it to you to deal with these people," Carl blinked. "You know, I'm just a newcomer who joined the Navy halfway, and I'm not familiar with these procedures."

"And you are an old navy, I believe you should be able to handle it well?"

"Eh..." Brett glanced hesitantly at the large group of slaves behind him, and then still gritted his teeth, "Yes! This subordinate must complete the task!"

"Well, that's good, I'll go back to the office first," Carl nodded with satisfaction.

Subordinates are used to help the boss deal with things.

Moreover, he would be reckless in the matter of fighting alone. Of course, these subordinates can only deal with this kind of logistical matters.

Besides, if it is handled well, it is also a credit.

He will definitely report the truth to the old man.

While looking for a reason for himself, Carl sat leisurely on the chair in the office, resting his feet on the table comfortably.

On the other side, area [-].

Xia Qi's rip-off bar, Rayleigh walked in.

"I knew it was about time for you to come back," Xia Qi stood in front of the bar with a faint smile, holding a cigarette in her hand.

This woman, who is at least 30 years old, looks like a young woman in her [-]s and [-]s.

Rayleigh, who was standing at the door of the bar, was stunned, "How do you know?"

"Because that Solomon Karl went to find trouble with the underground auction house," Xia Qi said with a look of complete control.

"Do you know the situation of that navy?" Raleigh asked with interest.

"Of course, but very rarely." Xia Qi's face became more serious, and he let out a puff of smoke, "This person, as if he appeared out of nowhere, suddenly appeared in the East China Sea, and even injured Hawkeye."

"At the beginning, he joined the navy in the [-]th branch of the East China Sea, and later went directly to the headquarters, and was appointed as the direct subordinate of General Huang Yuan, with the rank of colonel."

"After that, it is now, and it is directly arranged to garrison the Chambord Islands."

"Hawkeye..." Rayleigh's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Can you injure the world's number one swordsman? No wonder I thought he was as strong as a monster before..."

"Have you met him?" Xia Qi asked, "Is he really strong?"

"Maybe stronger than you think," Rayleigh grinned. "Although I haven't fought against him, he brings me a great sense of threat."

"Why did the Navy put this level of combat power in Shambord..." Xia Qi fell into deep thought.

This kind of existence, to say the least, is the combat power of a general candidate level.

Putting this kind of combat power in Chambord is obviously inconsistent with the previous behavior of the navy in letting Chambord go.

In other words.

This time the Navy may have to play for real. ． ．

"An existence that is close to or even a general level..." Xia Qi frowned, "It's really troublesome."

On the other side, Carl, the 'troublesome' man she calls.

At this time, he was already looking at the materials he brought out from the underground auction.

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"There are more human traffickers than gangsters, and there are more gangsters than pirates," Carl sneered, "It's really interesting, let it go like this."

"Shampoo Land will only get more and more depraved."