The Pirate Family

After the boxing match, the strong boxer staff took away from the field.

A group of hotly dressed girls came up and danced in the octagonal cage.

A gentleman wearing a gray cat mask and a suit slowly walked in front of the stage.

"Then the auction begins!"

His loud voice spread throughout the venue, and at the same time it was like a lead wire igniting an explosive barrel, igniting the enthusiasm of all the audience.

"Ten Million Bailey!"

"Thirty Million Baileys!"

"Five Million Baileys!"

"One hundred million Baileys!"

...

Countless high prices were called out by this group of viewers. They looked like hunters who had been hungry for a long time, seeing the tender food, showing bloodthirsty eyes.

And Violet didn't even know what they were bidding on.

Crazy, crazy!

This was Violet's first thought. He didn't understand what was going on with these people?

Are they crazy, or are they crazy?

"Confused?"

And Old Buck seemed to understand Violet's thoughts, smiled slightly, and said slowly.

"This is their desire that has been suppressed for a long time by this era!"

The auction ended quickly and was finally bought by a fat middle-aged man at a high price of 330 million Baileys.

And Old Buck just clapped his hands, and then the two servants walked out and framed Violet.

"Let's go ahead and see how great people desire."

Violet followed Old Buck to a room with a transparent glass directly in front of the room.

She knew that this glass was a technology invented by Bergapunk ten years ago, and it can only transmit light from one side.

In other words, this glass can only allow people in one direction to see the opposite, and the person on the opposite side of the glass doesn't even know that someone is watching him.

Opposite the glass is a clean white room with various weapons.

Knife, sword, flintlock, rope, saw, dagger, needle...

Everything that Violet could think of that could be used in combat appeared in this small room.

But this was not what surprised Violet the most. What made her feel incredible was that there was a chair in the center of this small room.

A sturdy man was blindfolded, his whole body was chained to this chair, unable to move.

This man who was restrained turned out to be the boxer who won the boxing match just now!

The door to the room slowly opened, and a person wearing a mask walked in from outside.

Although he wears a mask that can hide his face, from his size, it can be judged that this is the middle-aged man who bought the unknown auction at a high price of 330 million Baileys.

"A rich, weak and incompetent man, do you guess he has been bullied by someone who relies on his own strength?"

Old Buck said with a smile at Violet who was looking through the glass.

"If you give him a chance for revenge, guess what will he do?"

Hearing what Old Buck said, Violet finally understood one thing.

She finally understood what this group of spectators were bidding wildly for, what exactly was it?

"metamorphosis!"

She couldn't help but cursed, and her heart became completely gloomy.

Little Rebecca was caught by him, how is she now?

The middle-aged man was still a little frustrated at first, but when he saw that the boxer seemed completely unable to move, he gradually relaxed.

He walked to the shelf, picked up a sharp dagger, and walked slowly towards the boxer.

It seemed that he felt that someone was approaching him, and the boxer was struggling violently, but because his whole body was bound by chains, he couldn't move at all.

Just like...a lamb to be slaughtered.

thump!

The middle-aged man raised his dagger with a twisted face, and then stabbed it heavily against the boxer's arm.

The skin without any defense was cut by this sharp dagger in an instant.

The blood builds on the middle-aged man.

As for the middle-aged man who saw the blood, it seemed as if the beast in his heart had been released, his face gradually became distorted, and then he took a few steps back and picked up a small saw from the shelf.

He walked towards the boxer with a grin.

The boxer was in pain and started struggling, but all this was to no avail.

The middle-aged man put the saw on the shoulder of the boxer, and then slowly twitched.

No sound came from the other side of the glass, and the whole picture seemed to be a silent pantomime.

But looking at the bloody scene, Violet could almost feel the sharp pain of the fighter.

"With a little Bailey, you will be able to obtain the right to be violent against the strong people who were previously unattainable. This is more cost-effective than a business.

Old Buck said with a smile.

"You told those people who were enslaved by you, as long as you get out of the octagonal cage, you will give them freedom."

"But they didn't expect that when they won, it would become your auction item."

"The fight between them and their opponents is just your means to stimulate them and increase their worth."

Violet looked at the short old man in front of him and said word by word.

"You are such a devil."

She looked cold, and finally understood the meaning of what the few people had taken out of the cage to say.

Top cargo?

Violet looked at the pained expression of the boxer. This kind of cargo is not a good name.

Her heart was completely gloomy.

She is rarely so angry. The last time she was like this, it was when Dres Rosa was occupied by Doflamingo, when she escaped from Dres Rosa with her sister and Rebecca.

Violet stared at the old man in front of him. If Little Rebecca had any shortcomings, she would not let this old Buck go anyway.

She swears.

"Don't look at me with that look."

Old Buck smiled slightly, he snapped his fingers, and the two servants immediately caught Violet.

"I let you know this, of course I won't make you such an inferior consumable."

He walked out of this small room, and took Violet back to the first hall.

The audience downstairs was still excited, and the hot dancing girls seemed to have lost their initial appeal.The audience kept yelling and wanted to watch a new round of the game.

"Ahem."

Old Buck picked up a phone worm and said softly to the other side.Then the hot girls dancing on the stage dispersed.

Two new fighters were caught in the octagonal cage.

And this time, the audience cheered like a tide, and Violet looked down the high platform.

His face was completely gloomy.

Because she saw one of the boxers, who was a little girl about twelve or thirteen years old with the same pink hair.