"Then what..."
Jacques remembered that the pirate Bucky, who blew up the warship and escaped this time, and had a bounty raised from 15 million to 200 million, had the ability to be torn into pieces.
Damn it, I know so much what to do!
He tried hard to collect his scattered thoughts and stop thinking about them further.
"Can you believe me when I say I didn't see anything?"
"Of course." Bucky smiled gently, "Let's pretend nothing happened. Just like usual, I am the major and you are the sergeant. You prepare the pendant and I will take you off."
"May I?"
Jacques' voice trembled. He looked at Bucky's smile and found it strange.
Bucky put another smile on his face. I don't know if it was because the skin and flesh didn't match the bones underneath, but his smile looked superficial.
"Of course...no."
"If I could, I would let you go just now."
"But my dear sergeant, if you are willing to give me a clue that is enough to guarantee your life..."
He nodded with his fingers, looking like he was thinking seriously.
"That's not something that can't be considered."
"But you must remember that the handle can definitely guarantee your life. If it can only guarantee a certain part of your body, then you can only leave a certain part."
"As for the assessment of the guarantee, trust me."
"I have quite a lot of experience in banking." Bucky said confidently.
This has been certified by many banks in Gotham City.
Those bank tellers have not entered as many vaults as he has.
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The afternoon sun is a bit hot.
The climate of the Shampoo Islands is not extreme. Compared with Alabasta, which has a hot climate all year round, or Drum Island, which has a winter climate all year round, it can be said to be very pleasant.
The exception is warehouses where living animals are stored.
The sailor guarding the door raised his nose and wondered how the major could stay in there for so long.
Fortunately, I didn't need to be escorted in.
He was thankful that after a while, his whole body became stiff again.
shouted with great vigor: "Good afternoon, Captain Diouf!"
Captain Diouf, with the rank of major.
He is the confidant of Major General Sicily.
Its main responsibility is to crack down on the lawless elements from 1 to 30 of the Chambord Islands.
How effective is the crackdown...
Anyway, the noble gentlemen are very satisfied.
"Major Yarrow went in?"
Diouf has narrow eyes and a small face that makes him look like a lizard.
"It's been a while."
"Oh, it seems I don't have to go in."
Diouf also disliked the smell of warehouses.
As for why it's not repaired and cleaned up...
Anyway, I don’t have to go in, so I can still use it.
Why do we need such a good environment for those redundant slaves?
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of scattered footsteps.
Bucky held his nose and walked in front, followed by Sergeant Jacques with a bitter look on his face, dragging half of Arne's body.
Without looking back, he walked past Diouf, who was smiling and extending a hand warmly to say hello.
So irritating!
Three black lines suddenly appeared on Diouf's forehead.
"Major Yarrow!" he shouted with suppressed anger.
"?"
Bucky walked some distance, and at Jacques's signal, he remembered that his current identity was Yarrow.
Then turned his head.
Food for thought.
Who is this lizard-faced guy?
It looks quite distinctive.
Did that guy mention it in his diary?
should not.
He clapped his hands lightly, and after making sure that Lizard Face and Yaro had no social relationship, he was ready to continue walking.
After all, a mentally ill person cannot be asked to socialize.
To maintain the original relationship, Bucky had to make a decision considering that he wanted to squeeze out the value of this identity.
"Captain Diouf is a major under Major General Sicily, the base commander of Area 66."
It was Jacques who whispered from the side.
He has resigned himself to his fate.
The handle Bucky held in his hand was enough to kill him ten or eight times.
Only then could he guarantee his own life.
As for resistance...
He is a dignified navy sergeant. Facing an opponent like this that even a commodore can do nothing about, just being able to save his life is considered a success.
"Oh!" Bucky looked enlightened.
He shook Diouf's outstretched hand cordially and said, "Captain, how are you doing, captain!"
"When I was a child, my father always told me that being a captain of the navy is so majestic, and that you have justice on your back!"
"My lord, Baron, this is really an honor!" Diouf was overjoyed when he heard this.
"No, he later tattooed the word justice on the back of our Rottweiler."
"..."
The smile on Diouf's face suddenly froze.
"Hey, Captain Diouf, don't get me wrong. I'm not talking about you. We are colleagues."
"Haha." Diouf's face barely softened.
"I just don't know. The captain is waiting for me here. What can I do?"
No one has ever said that this major talks so much and is so harsh.
Diouf gritted his teeth, feeling secretly resentful.
It's hard to get angry in person, so I can only swallow it back and force a smile.
"It's just some business matters, I just want to ask Major Yarrow for advice."
"At least in this regard, we still have great opportunities for cooperation."
A dark gold business card was handed to Bucky.
There was no name on it, just a few large gilded characters - Human Auction Hall.
"It turns out that the captain is a lobbyist today."
"To be precise, I am one of the representatives, and I am also here for evaluation." Diouf tilted his head, as if he wanted to take advantage of you.
Not everyone is qualified to cooperate with the human auction house, the largest auction house on this archipelago.
"oh."
Bucky casually threw the business card to Jacques.
He was very jealous of this business card.
Everyone in the Shampoo Islands knew what this auction meant.
In the illegal zone, small and medium-sized slave catching teams can grab heads for this business card.
Celestial Dragons...
No, even a little bit of what leaks out from the fingers of those noble gentlemen can feed them to their fullest.
Even Jacques, a navy man, was a little moved.
Isn't it just for this moment that I hugged my thigh? !
Yes, that’s the right reaction!
Diouf almost thought that Major Yarrow was one of the few upright sailors, but he was completely unmoved by their invitation.
Maybe he was born into a noble family.
He comforted himself, and then felt even more uncomfortable.
Jacques could not calm down for a long time, even though Diouf left an invitation to the auction five days later and left.
The previous dissatisfaction with surrender suddenly disappeared.
Who can have trouble with money?
Besides, slaves and slave trading are commonplace on this island.
What's even more ironic is that this island is the closest island to the Navy Headquarters on the Grand Line.
"Captain, no, Major, can we also participate in this business?"
"What do they see in us?"
he asked, trying to maintain some sanity.
"Of course it's resources." Bucky patted Arne on the shoulder.
"Resources! We are really going to make a fortune!"
Jacques's eyes brightened even more.
If the major was still the same major, if he had never been to this warehouse, he would not have so many ideas.
But it's different now.
"No...."
Bucky had a familiar smile on his face, which meant something inexplicable.
"Don't just care about money. This beautiful island deserves a criminal with better taste."
