The white tiger of the pirate in troubled times

Mary Joa.

In Mariejoya, there are only two kinds of people living here, one is Tianlong people! The other is all kinds of slaves! Tianlong people like the feeling of controlling the fate of others!
A magnificent palace
A fat man with a runny nose and an oxygen mask angrily kicked open the gate. After he kicked open the gate, countless slaves were trembling with fright. These are labor slaves, art slaves.
It is a slave for Tianlong people to play and work for Tianlong people
It is ridiculous to say this world, in a place like Marie Gioia, even the slaves of the Tianlong people are divided into high and low. There are two kinds of high-level slaves. Individual war slaves are high-level war slaves who have been consumed by devil fruits. One is art slaves, which are some female slaves with slender figures and delicate faces, or humans who have taken some animal-based devil fruits. Turned into animals for the Tianlong people to watch, and then there are labor slaves, some strong male slaves, who are the main labor force of the whole Mariejoya, and finally, the lowest-level "dead slaves", that is, the lowest level, who can't get out If there is an accident, they will be subjected to various experiments and eventually die in various accidents.
If you are not promoted to a higher-level slave, you can live for a year without a dead slave! Because, every year, the Tianlong people will receive a large number of dead slaves, thereby introducing fresh blood into the slave system, making the entire perfect slave system enduring. decline.
Although it is said that the war slave is the highest existence among the slaves, what awaits him is death in battle! Die in the arena!
And most of the ones who live the longest, even die in old age, are honest, labor slaves!
Saint Rosel walked towards his throne with a displeased face, and an old butler-like "slave" had been waiting for him for a long time.

With a stern face, he ran to the feet of St. Roserd, and let him step on himself as a stepping stone towards the supreme throne of power!
"My lord's war slaves are all dead!" Roth Saint couldn't help showing that disgusting face in his eyes, Chad Saint!
The two of them are the ones with the most slaves in the entire Mariejoia, and they are also old rivals in the arena!
They all want to protect each other and show their level of slave training to the five old stars. Therefore, cultivating the strongest war slaves is also what Roserd Saint wants to do most in the past few years!
"How's the new war slave?" St. Rose asked leisurely.

"Report sir, a new batch of death slaves, 1320 people, 1319 of them injected medicine, 267 people successfully evolved the medicine, 6 people took devil fruit, became slaves of ability users, and the rest are dead!"

The old man who looked like a butler stood up and said respectfully to St. Rose.

"Damn it! What a bunch of trash! There are only so few people alive? What a trash! Feed the corpse to the war beasts!" Saint Rose slapped the butler's head with a huge force, knocking the butler's hat off the ground .
The butler calmly picked up the hat, patted the dust on it, and put it on his head again. He paused for a moment, and then said to Rose de St., "My lord, a slave resisted during the transportation! He was beaten to death, but his life was hard enough! He miraculously survived, and now, he is thrown back into the death slave camp."

The butler bowed slightly and said respectfully.

"A little death slave, talking so much nonsense?"

Rosard St. frowned and couldn't help shouting that the boss of the labor slave is becoming more and more ignorant recently, and he has to tell me such trivial things.
"My lord, I mean, he might have some kind of special physique." The butler said hesitantly, after all, it would hurt, no matter who it was, he would die, but he actually came back alive.

"Shut up!" Roth St. shouted, "Find me a new batch of war slaves. Next time, I will kill all Chad St.'s war slaves!"

Rose de Saint became more and more excited as he spoke, after a long time he calmed down and looked around for something.
Seeing this, the butler at the side clapped his hands, and two beautiful girls walked in slowly from the outside. They writhed their enchanting bodies in front of St. Roosevelt.

Rose de Saint, on the other hand, showed a lack of interest.

But for a moment, one of the two girls grew a snake tail, and the other turned into a wolf girl. The two girls started to fight immediately, which aroused the interest of St. Roth. He roared excitedly and cheered. , His eyes also faintly revealed a bloodthirsty light!
The two girls kept fighting, because the housekeeper told them that if the two survived, they could leave
After an unknown amount of time, the two girls fell to the ground slowly. Both of them were ragged and barely covered, with countless bruises and blood covering their bodies.
One person was bitten and bled to death, and one person was strangled by a snake tail and died of suffocation!
"How beautiful!" Seeing the two dead girls, Rosard St. couldn't help sighing, "This is simply art."

This pleasure of playing with life caused a sick flush on Rose de Saint's face.
But this kind of entertainment is extravagant, not only will you lose two devil fruits, although it is the most common common animal, it is still a very extravagant item.
However, this kind of fighting is the favorite of Saint Rose besides "slave fighting"
"My lord, a new batch of goods has arrived recently. Do you have any plans~" the housekeeper watched the sick flush on Rosel's face disappear, and then said cautiously.

"Oh, bring it up for me to have a look." Rose Desheng said with interest, he knew, what is a "goods"?
"Clap~"

The butler clapped his hands twice, and a strong labor slave walked in tremblingly with a plate. He saw the miserable appearance of the two girls on the ground, and couldn't help but shiver. His heart was even more frightened.
In his eyes, the butler is a more frightening existence than the Tianlong people, because it is up to the butler who will be the next "performer"!
The butler saw the fearless and frightened look of this labor slave, and the corner of his mouth could not help but sneer. After the butler took the plate, he walked slowly towards Roserde St.
But that labor slave stood there trembling, not knowing what to do next.
If you walk without daring to leave, if you walk around without orders, you will die! I am not a "housekeeper"!