Pirates: I loaded the game panel

Chapter 127 Tianlongren (for subscription)
The Tianlong people are descendants of 800 kings who established a new world government 20 years ago. They habitually call themselves "descendants of the creator" and live in the holy land of Mariejoa on the top of the red earth continent.

Draconians enjoy all privileges, legally permitted and prohibited.For them, the law is just a paper towel that can be easily broken, not even a paper towel!

Since the Chambord Islands are adjacent to Marie Gioia and Marin Fando, many Celestial Dragons usually come to the Chambord Islands in the name of "lower world".

Adrian never expected that just after he landed in the Chambord Islands, he would meet the nobles of the world that ordinary pirates would avoid!

But this is not the first time he has met a Celestial Dragon.

On Stride Island in the North Sea before, Adrian beat up Don Quixote who fell into the mortal world, convincing people with living arguments, physical arguments!

The Chambord Islands are no better than Thred Island.

If you dare to offend the Tianlong people here, you will be dealt with on the spot, or you will be attacked by the admiral of the Navy Headquarters and the CP0 department, and you will lead a large number of soldiers together!
Therefore, even the most daring pirates would rarely do anything to offend the Tianlong people.

At this moment, the Tianlong man wearing sunglasses impatiently said again: "Hey, you fat man, if you can't speak, then someone else will come up to host again!"

After speaking, without waiting for the auctioneer to respond, the Tianlong man directly took out a pistol made of gold from the small table beside him, and shot decisively without hesitation.

boom!
The brass bullet directly hit the auctioneer's abdomen, and the powerful impact made him take a slight step back. A large amount of blood flowed from the hit area instantly, dyeing the surrounding clothes red.

Boom!
The auctioneer who was shot was also a little clever, pretending that he was directly killed by the shot, and fell to the ground on his back.

His huge body slammed heavily on the stage of the auction house, making a deafening sound.

Originally, the auctioneer thought that he could use this to escape disaster, but how can ordinary people understand the brain circuit of the Tianlong people?

"Untouchable! Untouchable!"

Sunglasses Tianlongren actually pointed at the auctioneer on the stage and cursed directly in anger.

"You were killed so easily?"

"And you dared to fall to the ground so loudly, it really shocked me!"

"Damn you! Damn!"

bang bang bang! ! !
Sunglasses Tianlongren fired several shots again, shooting at the auctioneer's body pretending to be lying on the ground, killing the latter on the spot.

A pool of thick blood flowed out from under the fat auctioneer's body, leaving a rather dazzling scarlet mark on the stage.

After emptying all the bullets in the golden pistol, the sunglasses Tianlongren seemed to be unsatisfied, and continued to curse.

The Sophia auction house fell into a state of dead silence, except for Kai Tianlong's insults, the rest of the people were so quiet that they could hear their own heartbeat.

After a while, the staff of the Sophia auction came out, took off the body of the fat auctioneer who had not had time to preside over the auction, and replaced it with a small man with a pale face and trembling hair.

"Luo, Saint Roswald," the little man forced an ugly smile on his face, and asked respectfully towards the Tianlongren below the stands, "I don't know if you want to directly Do you want to see the finale product, or do you want the auction to continue?"

I don't know if it's because of the fact that he killed the person who didn't like it just now, but St. Roswald's mood improved a lot, and he waved his hand very generously.

"Just do it as usual!"

However, the damaged atmosphere in the auction house was not so easy to reverse.

The first few auction items were not interested at all, so they passed the auction directly.

It wasn't until half a quarter of an hour later that some people began to slowly raise their placards to bid, but there were very few people.

"The next item is a human slave."

The small speaker dryly read the auction information in his hand. It was obvious that he was just an unlucky ghost who was randomly pushed up, and he didn't know the slightest bit of words to mobilize the enthusiasm of the guests.

After briefly talking about the auction information, the small speaker directly pointed to the backstage.

After a while, several guards wearing steel helmets escorted a tall, strong middle-aged man with chained hands and feet and a slave collar around his neck.

There was some commotion in the audience.

Adrian also frowned slightly. This slave was not on the previous auction list at all, and it was obviously added temporarily by the auction house.

Obviously, such a "lot" is entirely to cater to Saint Roswald's personal preferences!
Adrian focused his attention on the strong slave man on the stage.

Although the middle-aged man still seemed to retain some strength, his eyes were completely dark, and there was no light at all.

Moreover, once a guard wanted to approach him, his body would subconsciously tremble a few times, and at the same time move his feet and back away. This was a conditioned reflex that would only occur after long-term torture and torture.

Seeing this, Adrian couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

He has also spent several years in the sea, and he has encountered slaves many times.

At the beginning, Adrian would kindly liberate some innocent civilian slaves, but later discovered that some people did not have the value of being saved.

Just like this strong slave man on the stage at this time.

The long time of slavery has completely destroyed the man's spiritual will, and at this moment he doesn't even have the courage to end it on his own.

Even if it is forcibly rescued, it will not make any sense.

Due to the excess of the previous auctions, the atmosphere outside the venue has eased a lot. After this pretty good slave came out, the atmosphere inside the venue finally warmed up a lot.

"800 Baileys."

"One million Baileys!"

Just when rich people raised their placards to bid.

A lazy voice came from the front row, "[-] million Baileys."

The arena once again fell into a state of complete silence.

Apart from the high price, the one who really dissuaded everyone was the identity of the bidder!

That's right, it was St. Roswald who called out the offer.

"No, thank you very much for the generosity of St. Roswald!" The little speaker stammered, "The final stage is now on."

"This is a fur girl from the Furry Kingdom in the New World. It is a very rare arctic fox fur. The starting price is 8000 million Baileys."

As soon as the words fell, Saint Roswald directly quoted: "[-] million!"

"Sorry to excuse me, three hundred and eighty-one million Baileys."

Adrian raised his sign.

(End of this chapter)