Pirates make money is king

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"The boss is interested in this guy?"

Waiting and waiting, only masked people are interested in lottery suckers.

Abbe is very distressed. It seems that this world is different from the previous life. This world doesn't like the weak.

The mask man waited with a good temper, and saw Abbe talking to himself, and asked straightforwardly: "How much is it."

Abbe looked at the lottery sucker, compared the three mermaids just now, stretched out a hand and turned it five times: "This number."

The mask man was silent for a while and said: "Not long ago, a mermaid was sold in Chambord Islands, mother. At that time, the price was only this number. This man is far from the mermaid. This guy is not worth that number.

"No, no, no, a mermaid is an ornamental fish, this is a slave, a good slave who works hard."

Abbe said, shaking the reward order: "This add devil fruit removes two, and the remaining three..."

The weak-tempered boy was lying on the ground, his eyes wishing to burst into flames and burn the damned man to death.

Abbe smiled at the weak young evil charm: "This face, this look, this violent temper, this unique pirate attribute, plus the ability to use his devil fruit, all these add up to this three."

The mask man looked at the weak young man and asked, "What is the use of his abilities?"

"Suckers, change colors, use this ability well, you can pull it out and show it everywhere."

"Color? I don't understand."

Abbe blinked and took out the key to open the collar on the weak boy's neck. Before the boy could react, Abbe grabbed the boy's wrist.

With a snap, Abbe asked the boy to give the reward Ling Yin a handprint.

The thunder is too fast to hide his ears to lock the weak young man, Abbe's side folds the reward order and rubs a few times.

In anticipation of the masked man, Abbe opened the reward order and completed a brightly colored landscape painting.

"This is fine too."

The masked man took a reward order and looked at a painting with a very strange composition.

"The color won't disappear?"

"His ability is to emit black ink, and discoloration is ability to disconnect. This color will always be like this."

"Oh, can he release ink indefinitely?"

Abbe smiled and shook his head: "No, he is a painter, he absorbs as much color and releases as much color."

"Will the color that he absorbed will come back?"

"The color of the living thing is absorbed, and it will slowly recover over time whether it is used or not, the color of the dead thing will not come back when it is used, and it will come back when it faints or die if it is not used."

"You really didn't tame him?"

"Don't worry about this, he is wild. Regarding his ability, it is the conclusion that my people tried to control him a little bit."

"Control? I bought him. Are you okay to control?"

"You can control it at close range on my boat. I can't do anything to leave my boat."

The mask man thought and thought: "Can't discount?"

Abbe shook his head: "This product is the first time I have tried it. I don't want to sell it cheaply."

The mask man expressed understanding: "We merchants are always looking for new products in order to maximize profits."

He Shan smiled on Abbe's face, and complained in his heart: "Fart businessman, would the businessman be afraid of showing his face?"

"Well, did the boss buy this product?"

The mask man hesitated and gritted his teeth and said, "Well, take it back and have a look."

After completing the transaction, Abella carried two boxes.

When he first entered the market, he wondered why everyone was pulling one or more boxes, feeling that these boxes were for money.Lihuo Book Bar www.liehuoshuba.com

It only took a while to make so much money, and Abbe felt that it was more profitable than the navy.

Someone is walking, thinking in his heart, and simply disappears.

If he does not return to the naval base for a long time, the navy will think he was killed.

The paper origami boat was hiding in the box, and looking at the paper was dissatisfied. These shattered things could not be exchanged for energy.

I don't understand these people, and do all the damaging things for these broken papers.

When he came to the grocery section, Abbe walked for a while and stopped and asked, "How can I sell this stone?"

"Brothers have good eyes. This stone comes from the New World. It was snatched from the treasure house of the White Beard Pirates."

Abbe looked up at the guy with his head and tail, and said indifferently: "The white beard is dead, what good stuff can he leave behind."

The stall owner was not angry, and explained in a low voice: "It is said that this stone is a sharpening stone used by White Beard to sharpen knives."

Abbe's eyelids moved. No matter how true the boss's words were, this sharpening stone should be a good thing.

He would stop, it was the Ming Yan Knife hanging around his waist that trembled.

Observing several stalls around me, my eyes suddenly attracted the attention of this stone 20 cm long, 5 cm wide, and 2 cm thick.

Obviously, there are several natural-looking stones on the side of this completely cut stone. Abbe still believes that Mingyan Dao is interested in this stone.

Abbe looked at the silver stone, it was indeed like a whetstone.

The cutting around was too complete, which made Abbe feel that he had returned to his previous life. When he was walking alone in the night market, he saw someone selling whetstones. He suddenly realized that his kitchen knife hadn't been sharpened in a few years, so he bought a whetstone and sharpened the knife.

"Boss, how do you sell this broken stone."

"Brother, this is not a broken stone, there is a legend, let me tell you, the whetstone used by Whitebeard comes from..."

"Okay, can you stop talking about a dead person, panicking as you listen."

The boss, who only showed his two eyes, couldn't get up and down, and it was the first time he met a stranger.

In this sea, those who dominate a party are mentioned, who are not listening to the legend with relish.

The boss has seen the world and quickly adjusted: "Brother, tell you this, the red-haired Shanks back then was in order to get..."

"I'm asking about the price, not about who is interested in this broken stone."

Abbe wants to hit someone. He is here to buy things, not to hear the stories of those pirates.

In the distorted era, more and more people worship the pirates, and sooner or later the world will collapse.

Once again, people interrupted the brewing emotions, and the boss felt aggrieved, and if he couldn't say it, it felt like he could kill people.

"Hey, brother, let me tell you about the relevant knowledge first, the provincial government will wait for you to say that my price is too expensive."

Abbe understood, he met a storyteller.

"Yes, don't sell me to go."

Abbe stood up, Ming Yan Dao was a little restless, turned around and patted lightly, so that Ming Yan Dao was calm and restless.

If the business fails, find time to grab it.

Seeing that Abbe was about to leave, the boss hurriedly shouted: "Brother, don't rush to leave, brother, don't like to hear stories and tell me earlier, I'll make a bid now.

Abbe tilted his head: "A price?"

"Yes, that's it."

The boss picked up the silver whetstone and fixed his eyes on Abbe and said firmly: "You will understand that this whetstone is worth this price after listening to my story."

Abbe wants to throw up this guy with a blood on his face, who has time to listen to your harp telling stories.

However, this broken stone is really fucking expensive.

After working so hard to sell the slave to make a little money, he changed hands and sent it out. Abbe felt that his heart was broken into eighteen petals.