pirate punk

"One million for a pistol? Is this person crazy?"

"Where does this young man come from? He is well-dressed and generous. Could he be a young man from out of town?"

"He looks about the same age as my daughter, and I'm going to have to think of a way to treat him to a meal after the auction."

After the silence, people in the auction started talking to each other.

The host was breathing heavily and was extremely excited, completely ignoring the whispers.

"Once in a million!"

"Twice a million!"

"Three times a million!!!"

"make a deal!!!"

"when!"

The auction hammer came down, and the final decision was made.

In the corner of the venue, the manager gave the guard a thumbs up and praised him for bringing in a big customer. The guard was also smiling from ear to ear.

Is Leno really crazy for spending so much money just for a revolver?

of course not.

As I said before, the world is full of money.

In other words, Renault's money "can't be spent" at all, or there is no need to spend money at all.

Renault, who was sitting in the back seat, shouted loudly: "When are you going to give me the gun?"

"After the auction, our staff will make arrangements."

"I want it now."

"This……"

"What? Are you afraid that I have no money?"

Renault took out a pile of gold coins, exactly ten, equivalent to one million Baileys.

"Let me arrange it."

The manager signaled the host to continue the auction, "Sir, please allow me to lead the way."

"can."

Renault got up and left the front court, following the manager to the back warehouse of the business bank.

Guards are stationed here, guarding a wide variety of merchandise, including human slaves.

A man about the same size as Renault stared at Renault with evil intentions. He was sitting on a box casually, chewing melon seeds in his mouth. He seemed to have a much higher status than the other guards.

Moss told Renault that the other party was a Devil Fruit user.

Renault looked away from the man and followed the manager to his destination.

"Mr. Renault, this is the revolver you took and the 120 rounds of revolver ammunition that came with it."

"Well, don't worry, I want to buy some other things."

Renault walked around twice and finally walked up to the manager: "Do you have any well-made flintlock pistols here?"

Although the revolver is useful, bullets are not often available, so Renault must prepare a flintlock pistol just in case.

"of course."

"Okay, prepare one for me."

"Here are the arrangements for you."

Renault continued to "shopping", and he gradually turned to an octopus fishman slave. The slave had a slave collar around his neck and was locked in an iron cage.

"How much is it?"

"That one is not for sale, it is an auction item."

"Oh."

Renault responded and reached out to touch the slave collar around the fishman's neck. The fishman shrank back in fright, and the manager hurriedly stopped him: "Please stop! Mr. Renault!"

"what happened?"

"This is very dangerous behavior."

"Does it mean that he dares to bite me when he is in a cage?"

"No, it's not the fish-man that's dangerous, it's the collar around his neck."

"why?"

“In order to prevent slaves from escaping or being disobedient, we will put slave collars like these produced by the Grand Line on slaves.

This kind of collar will explode once it is pulled, and its power is much more powerful than ordinary cannons. "

"Is that thing really so powerful?"

"Never lie."

Of course Renault knows how powerful this thing is.

He still remembered that in the original plot of the Shampoo Islands, even a pirate captain with a bounty of tens of millions would be blown up by this thing, and ordinary people would definitely die.

Renault blinked his left eye at the octopus fish-man, which made him suddenly startled, reminding him of the werewolf he had dueled with before.

Could it be that this human being meant something?

"It seems I was reckless."

Renault apologized and turned around. At this time, the gun case containing the flintlock pistol was also brought up.

Renault paid the bill, took the gun case, and was about to open it, but was stopped by the manager.

"Mr. Renault, it's better to reload it after you go home."

"..."

"Safety first."

"Understood. Bring me my revolver too."

Renault took out ten more gold coins. The manager was about to take them, but found that Renault's hand had retracted again.

"Mr. Renault...this?"

Renault glanced at the gun case and asked with a smile: "Are you using a fake to fool me?"

"You can rest assured that our Yanwei Trading Company has the highest reputation and will never do anything to deceive customers."

"I won't believe it until you demonstrate it again."

"can."

The manager opened the gun case himself, loaded only one bullet into the runner, and ordered someone to place an empty wine bottle not far away.

"boom!"

The empty wine bottle was shattered by the huge kinetic energy carried by the bullet.

"Mr. Renault, you see, we did not cheat..."

The manager turned around as he spoke, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Because he saw a black gun pointed at his head.

Even the guards in charge of security were confused. The gun box in the man's hand was obviously not opened, but where did the gun in his hand come from?

"Thank you, then...goodbye."

"boom!"

The bullet lodged into the manager's forehead, causing blood to fly.

Renault did not stop, turned the muzzle of the gun, and fired the remaining five bullets in one go, causing a cry of mourning.

Not caring whether this broken pistol could kill the guard, Renault threw away the musket and took advantage of the enemy's panic to arrive in front of the fishman slave's cage.

"come over."

The fishman subconsciously approached Renault, and Renault grabbed the collar around the fishman's neck. The fishman's face was full of fear and shock, but the imaginary explosion did not happen, because he found that the collar had disappeared!

The reason why Renault approached the fish-man just now was to verify a possibility, and Moss's answer was: this collar functions as a grenade and can be placed in the "secondary weapon" position.

The discarded musket made room for the collar.

"you're free."

"Someone is causing trouble, come to support!"

The guards who had just ran over were so frightened that they froze in place because they saw the fishman's six big hands grabbing the two railings of the iron cage and bending them easily.

"Damn you bastards, I'm going to kill you all!"

"Stop...stop him!"

The guards started to panic, and they pulled the trigger. The broken gun couldn't even penetrate the fishman's skin.

The flintlock musket is just a product that has been eliminated by the times.

Renault took advantage of the chaos and loaded 6 bullets into the revolver, and took all the gold and silver treasures he could see. He said that money is everywhere in this world.

"boom!"

An enemy fell in front of Renault.

Different from the guns in the hands of guards that use gunpowder and lead bullets, this new revolver produced in the South China Sea can kill the enemy with one shot.

The existence whose physique cannot surpass the two stars is simply one shot at a time.

Even if he has a three-star physique, if he hits a vital point, his life will definitely be in danger.

Renault quickly fired out a round of bullets. Before Renault could reload, a figure suddenly jumped out.

"court death!"

The man who was sitting on the box eating melon seeds before had transformed into a lizard man and went straight to Renault to kill him.