An electromagnetic fruit is playing a trick in the pirate world

Duruto Island, Duru Town.

"Huh? How much do you think this costs?" A beautiful woman with orange hair and a good figure was holding a set of suspenders in a clothing store and arguing with a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was about 1.45 meters tall, with a middle-parted hair style, small eyes, a pointed chin, and two mustaches that were quite distracting.

The man rubbed his hands in front of him with a helpless expression on his face.

Introducing this dress to this beautiful girl who looks very rich, "Look, this is hand-woven with the best silkworm silk from the West Sea, and the seam is sewn with golden eagle armpit velvet from the South China Sea."

The orange-haired beauty's eyes sparkled as she stared at the man, "You think I don't understand? This is clearly ordinary silk from Bayestu Island in the Grand Line. This is not the armpit down of a golden eagle, but the armpit down of the gray seagull on this island."

The middle-aged man never thought that the girl in front of him, who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, had such a thorough understanding of clothing.

His face turned pale for a moment.

"Ahem, this... I'll sell it to you for 100,000 Baileys!"

The orange-haired girl raised her eyebrows, "This fabric could be worth a hundred thousand, twenty thousand Baileys!"

The boss's forehead was already covered with cold sweat. This girl was so powerful and knowledgeable. It seemed like he had met his match today.

He could only say awkwardly: "Beautiful...beautiful lady, yes, this is already the cheapest price, it can't be any lower."

The orange-haired girl pulled the young man standing next to her and said to the boss, "Do you know who he is? He's my man!"

The middle-aged man then noticed the young man next to him and looked at him carefully.

Then, as if he had seen something terrifying, he said, "You...you...you are, the God...the God Slayer, Luo...Luo Te!?"

Then he turned around and looked at the beautiful orange-haired girl in front of him, "So... so you... you are White Fist Nami?"

This beautiful girl and young man were naturally Lot and Nami who had just returned to paradise.

Lot stood aside and felt shocked. The original price of this piece of clothing was 210 million Baileys.

How come the price has dropped twenty times now?

This is no different from those street clothing stores on Blue Star in the previous life.

"Then...then I don't want your money." The boss' legs were shaking like sieves, and he almost knelt down in front of the two men.

In this world, everyone knows that the God Tulot is a demon who kills people without blinking an eye, has no regard for the law, and even does not take the navy seriously.

He didn't expect his luck to be so bad. He thought he could make a killing from this beautiful girl today, but who would have thought it turned out to be Shen Tu and Bai Quan.

It really is killing me.

Nami reached out and took out 500,000 Bailey bills and handed them to the boss.

"We are not ordinary pirates. We will pay what is due. Here is the money for these clothes."

The boss held the money in his hand with a bit of disbelief. Wasn't it rumored that Lot and his gang were all demons, doing all kinds of evil?

Why doesn't it look like that?

Lotte knew very well what his boss was thinking, and he really treated them as "zero-dollar shopping" in the United States.

"Okay, we are just ordinary consumers now, please help us pack these."

The boss nodded repeatedly.

In the end, he personally escorted them out of the store, fearing that the couple would be dissatisfied and kill him.

As soon as he walked out of the store, the boss knelt down.

Nami looked confused, "Boss, what's wrong?"

The boss knelt on the ground with his head down, stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of Lotte's clothes, "Lord Lotte, kneel down quickly, the world... the world nobles are here."

When Lot looked around, he saw that everyone on the street was kneeling down with their heads buried deeply.

And several figures appeared on the street corner.

Three world nobles wearing glass covers on their heads, two men and one woman.

The one in the front is a white-haired old man.

Following closely behind was a woman who looked rather casual, with her black eyes looking to each other and to the sides. Under her white aristocratic clothing were several layers of swimming rings.

The last one was a man with very wide eyes, a huge bulbous nose with a pile of snot hanging under it, and an extremely fat body, just like a pig.

The three of them each rode a strong pirate mount.

He was surrounded by eight bodyguards in black uniforms.

"hurry up!"

Snapped!

The male Celestial Dragon whipped the pirate under him with a whip, and blood splattered immediately.

"Ah! I want to go home. I have only been at sea for three years. I have a wife and a one-year-old child waiting for me at home."

The pirate under the male Celestial Dragon burst into tears and began to miss his life in his hometown.

"You lowly inferior race, stop talking and get out of here!"

Snapped!

The male celestial dragon said as he whipped again.

"Zelensky, you bastard, I told you to change to a stronger slave but you didn't believe me! Look how slowly you walk." The female Tianlong looked at the slave under Zelensky's seat with disdain and said this.

The old dragon turned around and looked at his beloved son helplessly, then said, "Okay, okay, there happens to be an auction in the Sabaody Archipelago next month, I'll buy you a new one."

Seeing the three nobles getting closer and closer, the middle-aged male boss' voice became a little hurried, "Lord...Lord, Lady Nami, kneel down quickly! Don't let them see it."

From Lot's perception, he could clearly feel that all the people kneeling down were filled with fear in their hearts. It was obviously not the first time they had encountered the world's nobles.

It is very likely that they have heard of or even witnessed the cruel methods used by the world's nobles, which is why they are so scared when they see them.

Nami, who was standing aside, could naturally see everyone's awe of the Celestial Dragons.

"Is this the Celestial Dragon, the noble of that world? He is indeed disgusting."

"Sir Nami, please stop talking."

The middle-aged boss' body has begun to tremble uncontrollably.

He is with Nami and Lot now, and if he makes this Celestial Dragon unhappy.

Not only Nami and Lot will die.

Even you will be held jointly responsible.

So now he could only beg these two great gods to kneel down obediently.

However, a voice came and made his heart sink to the bottom.

"Hey, why don't those two over there kneel down?" Zelensky saw Lotte and Nami standing, and his voice sounded a little angry.

The snot grew ten centimeters and almost fell to the chin.

Lot raised his head and looked at the three bubble men in front of him.

"There is no one in this world who can make me kneel down."

The middle-aged boss next to him felt like crying when he heard what Lotte said: It's all over, I'm dead this time.

Nami raised her head and looked at Zelensky with disgust, "Huh, so disgusting. Can such a person be called a noble?"

Zelensky obviously heard this, and just when he was about to get angry, he saw Nami's face.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

The orange-haired woman in front of me is extremely beautiful and has a very hot body.

Even he had hardly ever seen such a beautiful woman.

For a moment, my saliva flowed onto the glass cover.

"Wow, this is great. Bring this woman to me and let her be my 108th wife."

Zelensky said and waved to an agent beside him.

Nami felt nauseous upon hearing this.

Lotte's expression was also a little gloomy.

His partners and women are his Achilles' heel, and no one can touch them.

"You are looking for death!"

Suddenly, a majestic aura emanated from Lotte.

Everyone in the town was overwhelmed by this momentum and could not move.

Beads of sweat oozed from the agents' foreheads.

The three celestial dragons were under the greatest pressure, and their joints made crackling sounds all over their bodies.

"He... He is the God-Slayer - Lot!"

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