Crowding, dampness, dilapidation, stench and greedy eyes everywhere constitute the main tone of Tortuga Island.
Mo Jing and his group were walking among them and attracted a lot of attention.
As expected, they all looked at A Jin.
As the battle captain of the Creek Pirates, Akin enjoys a high reputation on Tortuga Island.
Wherever he passed, it was like a great white shark rushing into a school of fish. The pirates on the road gave way one after another, casting fearful glances, and even their voices were deliberately lowered.
This is the remaining power left by the Klick Pirates!
Mo Jing decisively asked Ah Jin to lead the way, partly to avoid trouble, but also because Ah Jin was the most familiar with this area among them.
This also resulted in them not being able to enjoy the warm and hospitable pickpocket customs and home-like robbery services of Tortuga Island along the way. Even the roadside porcelain gangs immediately protected the fragile items on the street stalls, for fear that they would be Touch porcelain.
After walking for a while, Mo Jing couldn't help but sigh. Although this place looked messy, the people's hearts were simple and the folk customs were fierce. It was really a rare and good place!
He lowered his head, dodged a cup that flew out of the tavern following the fight, kicked away the bloody broken blade on the ground, and followed Ajin into one of the well-known auction houses in the black market - "Exotic Treasures Auction House" ".
Following the receptionist's announcement, a man with slender limbs wearing a navy blue robe that looked like a Tibetan robe quickly walked out.
Mo Jing's attention stayed on the other person's arms. This person had two elbows and his arms were ridiculously long!
"It's the Long Hand Clan!" Eden whispered in Mo Jing's ear.
At some point, he climbed onto the stool next to him.
"Oh, it's Master Ajin! Long time no see!" The man from the Changshou Clan came up to him with a smile, his eyes swept around Mo Jing and the others without leaving a trace, and finally looked at Ajin with a flattering smile.
"What do you want to buy or sell this time?"
"It's not me, Deke!" Ah Jin stepped aside and said, "It's my boss who has business to discuss with you!"
Your boss?
This sentence contains a lot of information!
The long-handed man named Deke was stunned for a moment, but his extremely high professionalism allowed him to respond immediately.
He bowed slightly to Mo Jing: "How do you address me, Your Excellency?"
"Just call me Mo Jing!"
Mo Jing was relieved to finally meet someone who was not surprised by his defeat of Click. He stepped forward and placed the box containing the Slippery Fruit on the table.
"Look, how much is this thing worth?"
Deckard glanced at the expressions of several people, turned to the back of the box, carefully opened the treasure box, then his eyes lit up and he exclaimed: "Devil Fruit!"
Then he looked at it carefully and exclaimed again: "Slippery fruit!"
Mo Jing nodded slightly. He could recognize the Slippery Fruit just by its appearance. It was obvious that the other party was knowledgeable.
"This is an incredible thing!" Dyke immediately closed the box and stared at Mo Jing with burning eyes: "Are you going to give it to me for auction?"
"If you leave it to me, I will only take 15% of the auction fee, and I guarantee a good price!" He said very quickly.
The corner of Mo Jing's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
15% commission!
Every vampire who meets these guys has to pay a training fee!
Generally, in regular auction houses, a 5% commission is considered high. If the price of the item itself is high, for example, more than 10 million beli, the commission fee will be even lower.
But this damn place seems like the more expensive it is, the higher the commission will be!
Seeing that both Ajin and Deke looked accustomed to it, it was obvious that the other party did not deliberately kill him.
Should it be called a black market?
Even so, Mo Jing's face still looked ugly to the naked eye.
Even if it is only sold for 100 million Baileys, 1500W Baileys will still be drawn!
This money is enough for him to buy a few good sharp knives!
Seeing that so much money was gone before he got it, he felt heartbroken for a moment!
How many Alita pirates have to be killed to make up for this!
Dyke is worthy of being the manager of the black market auction house. One look at Mo Jing's face and he knew what Mo Jing was dissatisfied with, and he immediately added:
“Guests can rest assured that although the commission from our auction house is expensive, it is absolutely worth it!”
Mo Jing said with an unhappy expression: "Would you like to hear a way to get the best value for money?"
Dyke raised a finger: "I can guarantee that within half a month, news of this fruit will spread to the top brass of most countries in the world!"
"Are you kidding?" Mo Jing looked at Dyke with a ridiculous look.
If word spread throughout the East China Sea, this auction house would be considered powerful.
It spread to most countries in the world... Those who didn't know it thought it was an auction held by the Celestial Dragons!
Deke smiled calmly: "Guests, don't worry!"
He took out a white feather-shaped whistle and blew:
"Please look!"
Mo Jing turned around and saw a sound of flapping wings coming from outside the window.
I saw a big bird covered in snow and white with a postman's hat on its head landed in the window. It had a big bag full of newspapers hanging on its chest and looked at Dyke doubtfully.
"Newsbird?"
Mo Jing suddenly realized: "Do you cooperate with World Economic News?"
This kind of bird, called a newspaper delivery bird, looks like an enlarged version of an albatross. It is raised by the World Economic News Agency and is specially used to deliver newspapers and some small express delivery employees.
Mo Jing has fought with them many times. After all, if you want to buy newspapers on the vast sea, you have to rely on these guys.
They bring important news from around the world every week.
If the World Economic News Agency helps, it does have the ability to spread the news throughout the world within half a month.
But...with so many major events happening in the world every day, why should the world economic news society spare precious space for this small auction house?
Seemingly sensing Mo Jing's doubts, Dyke took the initiative and said: "World Economic News is willing to cooperate with us, of course because the reputation of our auction house is guaranteed!"
He approached mysteriously and said, "Does the customer know who is behind our auction house?"
"Could it be that he's a Celestial Dragon?" Mo Jing looked at him with a smile.
What kind of black market does the Tianlong people run?
Just grab it openly!
Who would have thought that Deke clapped his hands and said: "That's right!"
The smile on Mo Jing's face froze slightly.
"The guest must have heard of the Don Quixote family, right?"
"Doflamingo's pirate group from the Shichibukai?"
As a reserve pirate, Mo Jing had recently gained some basic knowledge from Ah Jin, and Mo Jing still had a certain understanding of this.
"That's right!" Dyke did not continue.
But Mo Jing got something from the middle grade, with a strange look on his face: "So Doflamingo is still a Celestial Dragon?"
How hard does it take to think about this, to run away from the Celestial Dragons to become a pirate?
Is One piece so attractive?
Deke wore a professional smile and smiled without saying a word. Any more words would be disrespectful to his master.
He rubbed his hands and looked at Mo Jing: "Now the guests can rest assured!"
Mo Jing did not hesitate and pushed the iron box in front of him: "Just as you said, I hope to see a grand auction in half a month!"
"Don't worry, guest!" Dyke was also a little excited. He took the box and held it in his arms: "I believe many people will be interested in this fruit!"
Hua Hua Hua...
The newspaper bird that had been standing at the window for a long time seemed to be frightened. It flapped its wings and flew into the sky, leaving a patch of white feathers.
Mo Jing glanced at the window and looked away.
"That's it. Within these two months, I will have crew members staying on Turtle Island. I think it shouldn't be difficult for you to find us."
"Of course!" Deke quickly signed an auction certificate, stamped it with the seal of the Don Quixote family, and handed it to Mo Jing.
Then several people were sent out of the auction house.
