496: C496 I Don't Mind Justice Being Late

C496 I Don't Mind Justice Being Late

"No, disco, you promised me. I'll give you 1.2 million Bellys. Give me back my fiancée!" The man roared with a dull expression.

However, in the face of all of this, apart from the laughter, there was also a mocking gaze.

"Haha, disco, this can't be an interlude that you specially arranged, right? However, I like this atmosphere very much." A skinny noble teased, "So, I'm willing to pay three million Bellys!"

Three million Bellys? "

Bastille?'s pupils suddenly contracted. As a lieutenant general, his salary was only a few hundred thousand Bellys a year.

However, because of the noble's words, he had casually raised the value of a girl and a fish giant to three million Bellys.

At this moment, Bastille? finally understood what Qinyu's words meant.

If it weren't for the nobles chasing slaves, there wouldn't have been such a huge value market.

"No, no, disco, you promised me. I will give you all the money. I only want my fiancée back." The man in tattered clothes shouted anxiously with a twisted expression.

However, what responded to him was disco's mocking expression. He smiled and said, "Ulla, are you a fool? How much is it worth to make a promise to a slave merchant? However, I really thank you. Give me such a high price. "

"Men, take his money and kick him out at the same time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fighters guarding the two lines started laughing mockingly.

Seeing this scene, Bastille?'s expression changed slightly. He gritted his teeth and said, "This, is there still justice? I must stop them!"

The hurried words came out of Bastille?'s mouth. Unfortunately, before he could do anything, the first thing he saw caused his pupils to constrict.

Bang!

The sound of gunfire suddenly rang out, and the blazing bullet instantly pierced through the right side of the man's back.

Crimson blood splashed down. His feet staggered and he fell to the ground.

Then he quickly rolled down the stairs, and finally crashed heavily into the floor of the high platform. The sound of heavy objects crashing into each other was as loud as thunder.

The scene made Bastille? tense up. The moment he was about to stand up, he heard a voice that sounded like a retarded man's voice.

"Dad, look at my spear. It's beautiful. I killed a lowly blocking dog."

Three figures were the first to arrive at the door.

Looking at the tight attire that looked like a space suit and the hood that looked like a goldfish tank, as for the snot hanging from the nostrils and the dancing of the imbecile, they were completely ignored.

In the next moment, an overwhelming sound wave came from the silent scene.

"It's the nobles of the world, the Charles royal family. They actually came to Sabaody Archipelago."

"My God, we are actually able to stay in the same auction as the nobles of the world. This is an unparalleled glory. When we return to the country, this is the right to brag."

"Lord Charles, Marco, your marksmanship is really accurate. You are much better than the navy. You are my idol!"

... ""

One after another, flattering words rang out in the arena.

In the face of this overwhelming praise, Charles and Marco sniffled and laughed in a low voice.

"Dad, did you hear that? They all said that my marksmanship is better than the navy's. When we get back later, prepare 100 slaves for me. I'm going to shoot them all!"

As he spoke, Charles and Marco did not forget to play with their pistols and point around.0

The only thing that made people feel lucky was that they did not shoot this time. Otherwise, what awaited them would be the same result.

"What's wrong?" Marco asked. "Aren't you going to do justice? If we go out now, I don't think justice came too late. That person hasn't died yet." Qinyu looked at Bastille? with a mocking smile.

He was not a saint. He was used to life and death, so he did not want to leave him alone. It was just that it was not worth it.

"This..." Bastille?'s face immediately turned red. He looked at the three Heavenly Celestial Dragon standing at the door.

There was also Navy Soldiers who followed him in. Although they looked at this scene, they all looked at each other in dismay.

However, facing Heavenly Celestial Dragon's obvious identity, they did not dare to take a step forward.

"Ma Ke, didn't you say that you like auctions? The goods this time are all good. Let's continue!" Charles Mard laughed complacently.

As a World Aristocrat, he liked the feeling of being able to go out and hug people.

After all, in their eyes, ants needed the right to brag, and the World Aristocrats also needed the right to brag.

"Yes, dad, I want to buy a lot of slaves!" Charles' eyes lit up. He sniffled and looked at the stage. "Hurry up and auction, or I'll shoot you. I like this fish giant very much. I'll pay 3.5 million Bellys!"

As he spoke, Charles' Marco raised the gun in his hand, which made disco's expression change. He hurriedly shouted, "3.5 million Bellys. Is there anyone who is willing to pay more than this?"

Facing disco's questioning, the huge scene was dead silent.

After all, as long as one was not a fool, no one would be willing to snatch food from the tiger's mouth.

Seeing this scene, disco hurriedly fawned and shouted, "3.5 million Bellys! The first time, 3.5 million Bellys! The second time, 3.5 million Bellys the third time..."

"Congratulations to Lord Charles, Marco, for obtaining the rare fish giant and the rare girl..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the two slaves were dragged away by the guards at the side.

Seeing this scene, Charles, Marco, immediately became excited. He said, " The clan with long arms and long legs, and the young girl with long wings..."

"I never thought that there would be so many rare slaves this time. I want all of them, five million Bellys."

Bastille?'s expression turned ashen when he saw the million Bastille?s.

This random bid added up to almost ten million medicinal Bellys.

He finally realized how crazy the nobles were in Qinyu's words.

"Five million for the first time... five million for the third time. If no one bids, it will be sold immediately." disco's face was full of joy.

Although Charles Ma had messed up his sales arrangements, he opened his mouth to bid 5 million.

This was a price that exceeded his ideal price. How could he not be a little more straightforward when facing such a forthright customer?

"Eh, why is there an old man? What exactly is going on?" Charles looked at the two people who were left on the stage after the slave was taken away. He asked curiously.

... "However, the slave with long pink hair looks pretty lively. Sister, don't you want it? I'll take a picture of it for you now..."

As he spoke, Charles raised his hand and shouted.

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