One Piece Tulip Family

In the sea area of ​​Rennes, slave-hunting ships with the logo of the Thorn Bird Slave Hunters sailed recklessly.

In the captain's cabin, a bald-headed man was lying on his back on a large reclining chair, with his legs dangling slightly on the desk in front of him. He held a thick cigar in his hand, took a deep puff, exhaled a bunch of smoke rings comfortably, and let out a pleasant exhalation sound.

He is the captain of the slave ship, Macbeth, the most capable officer of the Thorn Bird Slave Hunters.

Macbeth was originally a rear admiral, powerful and promising at a young age.

However, everything changed when he was sent to guard Mary Joya, the headquarters of the world government, to protect the safety of the world's aristocratic dragons.

He has witnessed the extravagant life of the Tianlong people with his own eyes, and he is gradually seduced by the life of feasting, feasting and singing every night, longing for better enjoyment and more power.

Therefore, he resolutely gave up his position in the navy, and was willing to hug the Tianlong people's thighs and become the running dog of the world's nobles.

In order to gain the appreciation of the Tianlongren's master, he even joined the Thorn Bird Slave Hunting Group, hoping to personally capture the cherished slaves to please the Tianlongren, so as to gain greater rights and benefits.

Just as Macbeth was comfortably smoking his cigar and thinking about his own calculations, suddenly, the first officer on board broke in.

"Captain Macbeth, his men found a broken pirate ship and captured three new slaves, do you want to see it?"

"Oh? What kind of stuff?"

Macbeth raised his head slightly, motioning the mate to continue talking.

"Three brats were caught without much resistance, and one of them had a broken arm. It is estimated that they escaped the war and hid in the sea. It is of no value."

"Oh! That's it!" Captain Macbeth sighed in disappointment, and then asked, "How are the gladiators on the fourth floor?"

This slave ship has been specially modified. There are four floors below the deck. The environment on the first floor is a little better, and the prisoners are all high-value slaves like maids and cherishing race.

The second floor is for ordinary slaves with a slightly lower value, and the third floor is used to detain pirate captains, wanted criminals, and other high-grade slaves with special collection value and high strength.

The fourth floor is the bloodiest. Dozens of strong slaves specially selected by Macbeth are imprisoned here, ready to be trained as gladiators and brought back to Marie Gioia for the fun of the Tianlong people.

Therefore, Macbeth stipulated that the slaves on the fourth level could not help but fight, were mixed and imprisoned, and provided with a small amount of food, hoping that they would grow into excellent gladiators through fighting and plundering.

"After a few days of testing each other, some of them have been eliminated by themselves, and they have calmed down temporarily."

"That's not okay. Good gladiators have to fight non-stop, and they have to have some fun."

Macbeth frowned in dissatisfaction. Whether he could train high-level gladiators was related to his future status, so how could he relax.

"How about this, since the few slaves you just captured are worthless, let's throw them to the fourth floor, let the gladiators see blood again, and get excited."

"Understood, I'll make arrangements." The first officer agreed, then turned and left the captain's room.

On the deck, the three of Satan were guarded by a group of heavily armed warriors and put on slave collars. This was to prevent the slaves from escaping. After leaving a certain range of the slave owner, the slave collars would explode violently, breaking the slave's neck. It was the supreme weapon to control the slaves.

Satan silently allowed the warriors to put the humiliating slave collars on him, completely unaware that the owner of the ship had decided to make them prey to the gladiators.

Under the escort of four guards, the three of Satan walked down one level at a time. The interior of the cabin was all made of steel, and the cold stairs looked extremely cold against the dim light. Satan shivered involuntarily, and listened to the whispers of the two guards behind him with a slight frown.

"Why would the boss arrange such a thin guy to go to the fourth floor?"

"How do I know? It's probably worthless."

"I bet they won't survive an hour."

"Are you dreaming? One hour, thank God for being able to survive 10 minutes."

……

Finally, they came to the fourth floor. A long and narrow corridor divided the cabin into two cells. Each cell was welded by steel railings thick as arms, and dozens of strong men with big waists were imprisoned in each cell.

"Wish you guys good luck."

The guards couldn't wait to push them roughly into the cell on the left, and the sound of the iron door being locked and the footsteps of the guards leaving came from behind.

With the guards leaving, the cell suddenly became noisy.

"Hey, I didn't expect three little ants to be released, are they here to give us extra food?"

A burly man near the iron gate teased. His whole body was muscular, and he was taller than Satan standing on the ground. He looked down at them full of nuoyu meaning.

"Ha, there is still a disability, are you here to be funny?" Someone beside him laughed unkindly.

"Looking for death! How dare you disrespect the young master."

Chitong was full of anger, and was about to step forward to teach him a lesson, but was gently held back by Satan. Before boarding the slave ship, because he was worried that Chitong's weapon would be disarmed, Murasame was taken into Satan's body.

"Let them go, we are not really slaves, what is there to argue with ants."

Satan shook his head in disdain, walked to an open space next to the wall and sat down, seeing that Satan chose to endure, Chi Tong and Sai Nan had no choice but to sit down behind him.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect a chick to come in. I haven't eaten meat for a few days, Huang Mao, go and bring it to me."

At this moment, the fat man who was sitting on the only bed at the back of the cell spoke. He was more than two meters tall, and he sat on the bed in a comfortable half-recumbent position picking his toes.

"No problem, boss."

A guy with yellow hair next to him showed a lewd expression, and said with a lewd smile: "It's just that after you're done, boss, can you let the brothers have sex too?"

"roll"

The fat man sitting on the collapsed laughed and cursed.

Before his words fell to the ground, Satan, who had just sat down here, stood up "jumping", with the blue veins on his forehead exposed, throbbing and throbbing, his right fist was tightly clenched, and the pads of his fingers turned white because of the excessive force.

"You bloody bastards."

Satan walked straight to the fat man sitting in the innermost part of the cell. A golden light flashed in his eyes, as if a condensed evil spirit was rising from his body. Wherever he passed, the joking and joking gladiators shuddered, as if they had been greatly frightened, and they all fell silent.

"It's okay to insult me, but you dare to insult my family, it's unforgivable!"